Demons

Detention Pt:2

                                                                        Harrys POV

As the door slammed behind me, I started to wish Voldemort was still alive so I could face him instead.

"Potter, for your pure ignorance and stupidity, you get the honor of trying my new experimental potion." Snape beemed. Practically singing at the thought of possibly killing me. I cold only imagine what was about to happen.

He pulled what looked like melted garnets mixed with dog fur out of his newly polished cabinet. He flicked the cap off with ease. Stalling every move. He sauntered slowly to me.

"What does that do? It doesn't look like it fits my diet" I muttered bitterly, venom dripping from my voice with every syllable. Hoping he didn't hear me.

Apparently he did.

He lost his sluggish pace and stormed over to me. He dumped the potion down my throat as the dry texture coated my insides. The fur making me cough uncontrollably. I looked at the bottle and realized, there was no fur in the potion. It was human hair.

Before I could object to being Snape's Guinea pig, the potion effects had begun. Everything was swirled, echoing, and terrifying.

"What does the potion do, professor?" I asked, the panic evident as my voice shook violently. Snape sneered as he saw my wide eyes dart around the room.

The room swirled in the most nauseating way. Twisting and jumping from side to side. Snape's voice began to raise and lower in pitch as he laughed. His voice echoing in my pounding head as I thrashed around on the floor. The room became fuzzy and hard to look at. I looked at Snape one last time; except Snape wasn't there. In his place, I saw Lucius Malfoy. Deatheater, bastard, and one of the most dangerous men in the wizarding world.

"Professor? Who's professor?" A familiar voice exclaimed.

I clamped my eyelids shut and tried not to pass out. I must've been hallucinating. He couldn't be there. He couldn't have gotten inside Hogwarts

My eyes shot open and I studied the dungeon. Malfoy was towering over me as he smirked.

"Hello Potter. I see my new obedience potion is working."

"Hello, sir. Ready to comply. Although, you didn't have to make me drink a potion."

"Actually I did. You wont like what I'm going to have you do. Your first assignment is to complete the task I gave you earlier. Steal the mudblood from my son and kill them both. And I have another special task for you when your done.

"What do I do."

"I'm starting a little club. Well, more like reuniting one. You might have heard of them, they're called the death eaters. We need a meeting place."

                                                                          No POV

Harry, under an obedience potions effect or not, flinched at the Deatheater name. Lucius eyed him suspiciously when his eyed flickered back and forth. Hoping the potion would work. He smirked as Harry got up, ready to complete whatever task was given to him.

"By the way sir, what was in that potion?" Harry questioned slowly, as if not to upset Lucius

"My hair, wormwood, and other things I don't care to mention." He sneered as Harry gagged at the fact that he drank Lucius' hair.

                                                                        Harry's POV

My first thought was the chamber of secrets. But I doubt a crowd of deatheaters could regularly sneak into Hogwarts without getting caught. Either way, I can't think about it anymore. I need to check on Draco and Hermione so I can sleep.