Harry Potter and the Death Hunters

Chapter 1: The Reunion

It is a beautiful summer-evening in the middle of July. The sun is glinstering on the restored top-window of Gringotts Wizarding Bank. The weather is perfect for a nice shopping-evening in Diagon-Alley  you would say. But instead of hordes of children fighting for a Fanged Frisbee or tons of people asking for autographs of their favorite writers at Flourish & Blotts. It's surprisingly empty in the streets. It's not like they have to be scary of death-eaters showing up and killing everyone that's in their way. Or should they?

However it looks like there is nothing alive in the neighborhood, there is definitely someone.. In a overshadowed corner of Knockturn Alley (a dark side-street of Diagon Alley) walks a dark-shaped body towards Borgin & Burkes. The dark-shaped body opens the door and walks into the suspiciously quite and empty shop. The first thing the person sees, is the counter with all the crazy and dark stuff this shop sells. But there is one thing missing. The cloaked person starts to whisper: "Borgin.. Where are you?" He repeats it several times. "Psst.. Borgin.. Where are you?"

The cloaked person is getting a bit irritated. It's like the silence is laughing at him. He tried a few times more, but he still didn't got an answer. The cloaked person lifted up his arm and he hit the counter with loud smack. 'BAM!' Before he realized what he did, he shouted: "Borgin! Get your butt up here!". When he heard his own echo he realized that he could have made a huge mistake.

When the person was overthinking what he just did, he heard some footsteps coming up the basement-stairs. The trapdoor in the center of the room opened a bit and Borgin's face popped up. He climbs up the last few steps of the stairs and walks towards the cloaked person. Borgin grabbed him by his throat and yelled: "Goyle! Are you mad?! You could have gave away our hiding place, you idiot!" - "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Now where are the others?" said Goyle. -"Downstairs, in the basement. But not everybody is here yet. We're still waiting for the Malvoys." said Borgin a bit nervous. -"It won't even surprise me if they're not coming, such cowards those Malvoys." said Goyle annoyed.

Borgin walks to the trapdoor and whispers: "Okay, follow me". He opens the trapdoor with a earsplitting noise. They search their way on the stairs by touch. At the end of the stairs is a long tunnel. "How did you even hear me when you where this far?" said Goyle astonished. -" Well if you had payed attention at the invitation, you would know that the entrance of Borgin & Burkes is bewitched so we didn't have to talk." said Borgin annoyed. -"But there was cake.." said Goyle with a guilty look on his face. -"Really? You Goyles are all the same." said Borgin disappointed. The look on Goyle's face changed quickly to a sad and harmed face. "Oh, sure. Your son died two months ago. I'm sorry" said Borgin a bit ashamed.

After a five-minute walk they arrived in big hall with a huge-ass table in the middle. Almost all the seats where taken, there only where five seats left. One for Borgin, one for Goyle and the last three for the Malvoys. Goyle sat down looked around. He saw a few familiar faces. Crabbe, Nott, Macnair, The Carrows, Jugson, Rowie, Travers and at the head-seat Jaxley. At that moment Jaxley stood up and started with his speech. "Welcome fellow Death-Eaters. We all are here to debat about our futures. I would like to start with the main goal.. kill Harry Potter". Crabbe stood up and said: "Why do we have to kill this boy again. The Dark Lord is dead, there is no reason for us to kill him." -"There is no reason you say? Didn't we promise to The Dark Lord that we always would serve him? We have to fortfile this task! Does everyone understand?!" continued Jaxley. Everyone agreed by mumbling. "There is only one thing we have to keep in mind..." At that moment someone interrupts again. It wasn't Crabbe this time. It was Lucius Malvoy who was still standing in the tunnel with one leg. "It's not very nice of you to begin this party without us." he said. "Maybe you'll be on time the next time." backfired Jaxley. The Malvoys walked to the table and sat down.

"So where were we? Oh.. right. There is only one thing we have to keep in mind. We have to be very careful with our appearances. If we play this right, the boy might be dead in a few weeks." Everyone is mumbling and debating about the best way to kill Harry Potter. "Order!" shouted Jaxley. "Before we make plans, we have to be sure about who we can trust." -"We did a check on everyone of us and I even had to kill some traitors." said one of the Carrows. "You did? Give me a example please." claimed Jaxley. At that moment Draco Malvoy wanted to stand up, but Lucius stopped him. "What the hell are you doing?" -"He killed her..." said Draco sobbing. "I know but calm down before he kills you." said Lucius caring.

"Well Carrow, who did you kill?" -"The Parkinsons sir, all three of them. They where playing Wizard-Chess with the Bones family." said Amycus Carrow proudly. Draco's face changed in a waterfall. The tears where dripping from his face. He is trying very hard to hide them so nobody can see it. "Blending in with Mud-Bloods? Disgusting! Good job guys!" said Jaxley. "So I can be sure that there is no traitor in this room?" asked Jaxley. "Yes sir, everything is okay" confirmed Amycus. "Okay then, well let's make a plan. We start with....