Sasuke Uchiha in Harry Potter - Part 2

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Sasuke, Hermione, and their parents left the train station and walked toward Mr. Granger's parked car. Sasuke helped load Hermione's trunk into the car, and then the four of them set off for the restaurant where they would have dinner. At the restaurant, Mrs. Granger began to ask a series of questions.

Mrs. Granger: Sasuke, we don't know much about you. Would you mind if I asked you a few questions?

Hermione: Mom...

Sasuke: Why not?

Mrs. Granger: The thing is, Hermione hasn't told us much about you, and I'm curious.

Mr. Granger: Yes, she never mentioned you—he said while looking at his daughter.

Mrs. Granger: Sasuke, how old are you?

Sasuke: That's what she wanted to ask. For a moment, I thought it would be something more personal, but I'll play along to see where this goes—he thought.

Sasuke: I'm 15, but I'll turn 16 in July.

Mrs. Granger: Oh, 16. So you're a year younger than Hermione.

Sasuke: I suppose so, since I just finished my fifth year and she finished her sixth.

Mrs. Granger: Hermione, I didn't know you were interested in younger boys—she whispered.

Hermione was dying of embarrassment. Tired of seeing his wife and daughter whispering to each other, Mr. Granger took control of the conversation.

Mr. Granger: What are your intentions with my daughter?

Hermione: DAD!

Sasuke: What? We're just schoolmates.

Mr. Granger: Just that? There's no relationship?

Sasuke: What do you mean?

Mr. Granger: Oh, nothing.

Mrs. Granger: Schoolmates, so you're not in the same house at Hogwarts.

Sasuke: No, I'm in Slytherin.

Mr. and Mrs. Granger: Slytherin!—they said, surprised.

Both looked worried. Sasuke didn't care; he thought Hermione's parents might be enchanted or just curious about silly matters.

After they finished dinner, Sasuke said his goodbyes and walked into an alley, where he disappeared to reappear at his home. At the Granger household, a tense conversation began.

Mrs. Granger: Hermione, why didn't you tell me he was in Slytherin?

Hermione: It doesn't matter, Mom.

Mr. Granger: Of course it does. Mr. Weasley told us all about Slytherins.

Mrs. Granger: Sweetheart, they all become dark wizards and hate those like us. I don't want you to get hurt.

Hermione: Mom, Sasuke is just like me, a Muggle-born; his parents have no magic.

Mrs. Granger: Do you have proof that this is true?

Hermione: Yes, Harry's godfather confirmed it. Besides, not all Slytherins are bad. I used to think that way too, but then I understood. Those who go to Slytherin are the ones who have cunning, resourcefulness, and ambition. If the house were bad, why wouldn't the headmaster have eliminated it from Hogwarts? Furthermore, he allied himself with the Ministry of Magic to confront he who must not be named.

Mr. Granger: He who must not be named? What do you mean? Is something happening in the wizarding world, Hermione?

Hermione: No, that...

Mrs. Granger: Tell the truth. You're terrible at lying. If not, we'll find out for ourselves.

Hermione hadn't told her parents anything about the war, and she had no choice but to reveal the current situation in the wizarding world.

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In the deepest part of the Kendal woods, several wizards in black robes and masks gathered.

Voldemort: My Death Eaters, you don't know how disappointed I am with you.

All the Death Eaters fell silent; no one dared to speak.

Voldemort: Not only was the attack on Hogsmeade a disaster, but the attacks on the cities were a failure as well. Don't you feel ashamed, my Death Eaters? The giants and Dementors had better results. What do you have to say about this, Bell?

Bell: Master, I...

Voldemort: CRUCIO!

Bell: I'M SORRY, MASTER, I'M SORRY!—she screamed in pain.

Voldemort: Who is responsible for this?

Bell: It was Uchiha, master. He reorganized the Auror department and the magical squad to respond immediately. I don't know where he gets his information.

Voldemort: Uchiha? That cursed boy always ruins my plans.

Snyde: Master, the new recruits have arrived. They are all recent Hogwarts graduates.

Voldemort: Tell them to come in.

Snyde: Yes, master.

A group of young wizards entered the room, all nervous and looking around.

Voldemort: Is this it? I thought there would be more, Snyde.

Snyde: I'm sorry, master, but the others cowered. They aren't worth it.

Voldemort: Did they say why?

Snyde hesitated to disclose the reason but couldn't remain silent and had to explain.

Voldemort: And then?

Snyde: They are afraid of Uchiha. They don't want to face him.

Voldemort: THEY FEAR HIM MORE THAN ME?—he shouted furiously.

Snyde: Of course not, master. They are just traitors and cowards.

Voldemort: Eliminate them. There's no room for neutrals in this war.

Snyde: Understood, master. It will be done.

Voldemort: As for you all, come forward. You will be the privileged ones to receive the mark. Be proud; soon the final battle will begin, and the Ministry will fall.

Voldemort approached the six and, with his wand, marked them one by one.

Voldemort: Rejoice, my Death Eaters. Soon, the Ministry and Uchiha will fall before me.

With a flick of his wand, he illuminated a room where several tubes with liquids could be seen, containing various people in slumber. The room was enormous, and they had no idea how many were there, but a quick calculation suggested at least around 500.

Death Eater 1: Master, what is this?

Voldemort: These are the future werewolves. They will be ready soon. Moreover, my second project is progressing well.

Behind Voldemort, there was a dark room, but several eyes glimmered in yellow.

Voldemort: McNair, I have a special mission for you. Capture Sasuke Uchiha's parents.

McNair: Yes, master.