A Hogwarts Legend: Round Two [2]

Prologue

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I do not own any part of Harry Potter. I simply love the books and have decieded to make a fanfiction about it. If anything need editing please tell me, and just have fun reading!

The night is still and quiet.

Eerily quiet.

A hooded figure walks quickly down the street. As they pass under a lamppost, it flickers and the light goes out.

The figure looks behind them, almost nervous about being seen.

They begin to run, cloak billowing behind them.

Down streets, and up a hill, the figure keeps running until finally, they stop outside a small run-down building.

The person walks up to the door and whispers, "My Lord is everything."

The voice has a slight lilt, like the person is singing.

The door creaks open, and as they step inside, the door slams shut behind them.

The person takes off their cloak, and throws it onto the floor.

She has curly blonde hair, but that's all that can be seen.

A mask covers her face, a plain black mask.

She walks forward and through a door at the end of the corridor.

The room she enters is a drastic change from the hallway before.

This room is luxurious and the decor of the room is all made of gold.

Another person is in the room, facing away from her.

She walks up behind them, and kneels at their feet.

"Master," she whispers, "I was watching her. She still does not know the power she has."

"Interesting," his voice echoes around the room. "My plan is going perfectly."

"Indeed, it is, but we may have a ... problem."

"Problem?" His voice ice cold, he turns and looks down at the woman at his feet.

A mask also covers his face, but this one is silver.

"She is protected. Someone must know about the power she has. We cannot set foot inside her house, and at Hogwarts ..."

"Yes, Hogwarts is where the old fool is. Dumbledore," he snarls.

The woman looks up and gets to her feet.

"Don't worry Master," she says, "we'll find a way."

"We have to," he says coldly, "if we don't we will be punished, by our master, when he returns."

"Master," she says, taking his arm. "I have more bad news."

"What?"

"I was spotted, he didn't see my face, but her father saw me."

"How did this happen?"

"I don't know ..."

"How do you not know?"

"One minute he was in the living room, the next in front of me."

"Well done, I didn't think you could do so badly."

"I'm s-sorry Master. Please forgive me.

"Oh you will be sorry."

He raises his wand.

"Please, Master, no."

"Crucio."