Keeping The Dark Lord (on his toes)

Chapter - 34. Tying Up Loosing Ends ( 31 July 1995 )

~Salazar~

Salazar knew that something extraordinary had just happened, but even with the infamous Gryffindor luck, he hadn’t expected so many things to happen all at once. It left him feeling slightly unsure about whether he should be expecting something bad to happen to even things out once more, but he shook off the thought. Too many bad things had already happened and waiting for something else to happen would not help anyone.

He glanced toward his heir and promptly decided that whatever happened next, Voldemort and Harry (Dimitri?) first had to decide on what their next steps would be. He removed the orb from his pocket and wordlessly handed it over to Voldemort, who then gave him a nod before he pulled Harry into his arms and disappeared.

Salazar then turned to Godric, “I think we need to try and contact Helga and Rowena. I don’t know if they managed to survive as we did, but Hogwarts isn’t up to standard anymore and the current Ministry will only lead to the ruin of many if not all, magical races. A new age must be ushered in.”

Godric’s expression turned serious at the mention of the current state of the Wizarding World and he nodded, “And it seems our heirs are going to be at the forefront of the changes.”

Salazar nodded in agreement before Godric grabbed hold of his arm and ported them out of the dimension. Neither noticed the ghost of a woman as she smiled sadly at the duo, before turning to the altar with a furious expression on her face. How dare someone try to harm their heir?

Shadows darkened behind her and she calmly turned toward the being, who gave her a slight bow in acknowledgment, “Lady Le Fay, I thought you were resting?”

She gave a pointed look towards the bloodied altar, “How can I rest when one of my own is harmed? I just barely managed to stay at rest with Merlin’s assurances during his own ordeal, but no longer.”

Death nodded in deep thought before a shark-like grin graced his features, “I do have the soul of the one responsible if you are interested? It has been munched a bit by the hounds, but it deserves to suffer so much more.”

The smile that graced the woman’s features even gave Death a shiver as she dipped her head slightly in agreement, “Please lead the way…”

The shadows seemed to embrace them before they disappeared from the dimension and even the reapers felt shivers run down their spines as the screams of a woman echoed throughout the Deathlands, though none of them could deny that they also felt glee at the pain of the one that dared to harm their master.

~Voldemort~

They reappeared in the ballroom, where Lucius, Narcissa, Barty, Bellatrix, and the Twins were still waiting for them. They all froze as they saw Harry Potter standing next to the Dark Lord instead of Dimitri, but a few seconds passed before Bellatrix happily skipped forward and gave Harry a bone-crushing hug, which Voldemort allowed, but only after he skimmed through her mind first.

He chuckled at the deer-in-the-headlights look that Harry gave him, “Apparently you are related somewhere along the line, and she REALLY likes the pastry puffs that you make so in her mind, being family gives her permission to visit more often.”

Lucius stepped forward a little at the mention of the pastry puffs, which he also had developed quite a weakness for, “My Lord is this…”

He didn’t get any further as Harry managed to release himself from Bellatrix’s hug-of-death and, after a nod from Voldemort, proceeded to explain that he’d turned himself into Dimitri to both get away from the rabid light supporters and to get to know the dark side better.