The Heir of Voldemort (a PJO and HP crossover)

Part 4: Putting Plans Into Action

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3rd Person P.O.V.

"Lord," Bellatrix Lestrange began, hesitant to hell. "Our resources have given us information. Important-"

"Get on to it!" You-Know-Who bellowed.

Lestrange merely had to say one word. "Laura."

That stopped Lord Voldemort dead in tracks from his pacing.

"What?" He said in a deathly cold whisper that turned Lestrange's blood ice and made her heart freeze.

"She has a daughter. The father ... is you ..." Bellatrix said.

He swept around, deadly fast, and faced her. "Kill the daughter! Skin her alive! Torture her to no end!" He shouted.

"Lord, she is not the problem. Not at all."

"And so you have brought up the topic why?" He thundered, angry as Tartarus.

"The daughter ... has a son," her voice was like a whisper in the dark. Cold and uncaring, yet small and scared.

"Kill the son! Skin him alive! Torture him to no end!" He repeated.

"My Lord, our resources have informed us that he is crazy powerful and-"

"Of course he would be powerful! He is my grandchild! And are you disobeying a direct order from me?" He roared.

"N-no, Lord."

"Then be gone!"

"But, Lord!"

"WHAT IS IT?"

"He is crazy powerful and most undoubtedly could come in handy for us!" She blurted, stopping him, yet again, in his tracks.

"Come in handy," he murmured. Had he a beard, she could imagine him stroking it in thought.

"Not a bad idea, Lestrange. Not a bad idea at all..." He said slowly.

"Lord?" She said hesitantly.

"What now, Lestrange?"

"Perhaps I need inform you of one little disadvantage..."

"What?" He snapped.

"Your heir is now protecting Potter."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" He shouted.

She grimaced. "Lord, perhaps-"

"STOP BABBLING!"

"But, Lord! Maybe we could turn him on our side! Albus-"

"DO NOT SPEAK HIS FILTHY NAME IN MY PRESENCE!"

"He," she said, indicating she meant Albus, "trusts your heir completely. We could turn Perseus - your heir - to our side, and use him as a spy."

He looked at her. "I like the way way you think, Lestrange. Let me think over it. Now, be gone," he hissed.

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"Lestrange and I have come up with a plan to reinforce our army and make us so much stronger!"

They looked around, looks of wanting etched into their faces.

"I have an heir! Which, by the way, is why he-" then someone interrupted. Crazy of them, I know.

"Or she," Mrs. Malfoy said.

"HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT MY SPEECH! HOW DARE UOU SPEAK WITHOUT PERMISSION! AND HOW DARE YOU DEFY ME!" He roared loud as Hades.

She stayed quiet. "DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO ADD, YOU NUISANCE?"

"N-no, my L-lord."

"ARE YOU SURE? HOW DARE YOU EVEN DREAM OF INTERRUPTING ME!"

"Lord-" Bellatrix began but Lord Voldemort interrupted her, "OH, SO YOU ALSO WANT TO INTERRUPT, LESTRANGE? DO YOU REALLY WANT TO? WHO ELSE WANTS TO INTERRUPT? GO ON THEN! IT'S AN INTERRUPTING PARTY!" He thundered, his loud voice echoing off the walls in the almost vacant room.

His cold eyes swept the room, waiting for someone to speak.

"And now, as I was saying before this foul git interrupted: I need a plan to get Perseus on our side to-"

Bellatrix had gotten so wrapped up in her idea, she actually interrupted. The people here really are mental.

"My lord! I have-"

"IF ANOTHER ONE OF YOU INTERRUPTS I SWEAR TO MYSELF THAT I WILL PERFORM THE KILLING CURSE ON THEM! NO MATTER WHO IT IS!"

Nobody interrupted.

"You said you have a plan, Lestrange? Speak."

"You could use occlumency. In his dreams, though, as to not arise suspicion when he stops in the hallway and listens to you."

Once more, Lestrange could imagine him stroking a beard.

The thought almost made her chuckle.

Almost.

"Very good thinking, Lestrange. Very good... You see here, Narcissus? We need more people like her in our group," he said with a cruel smile.

Lestrange looked as if she wanted to say more, and so he granted her permission to do so.

"You would want to approach him with kindness. Not kindness, exactly, Lord, but something that would make him trust you. Then you can bribe him all you want. But perhaps you can make him trust you first. Then if he joins, bribery nor violence will be needed."

"Yes, Lestrange, I see your point. If we threaten him first on, he will never join us. Yet, who knows? Perhaps he is evil from the start."

"Perhaps..." Lestrange trailed off.

"I will give him a few weeks into that wretched school as to have that filthy muggle-born loving headmaster trust him. Then I shall haunt him in his dreams..." He said with a smile that could make anyone go beg for their mommies.

Bellatrix returned the smile of evil at the thought of putting their plan into action.

A/N: Sorry it so short :(. But this chappie is only about Good 'Ol Voldy. Hoped you liked it, minions! Comment, vote, subs-

Harry: This isn't a YouTube video!

Me: Oh, yeah... Also, I don't own PJO or HP.

Harry: If you did...*shudder*. Thank God you don't...

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