Chapter 7

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(Nate's POV now) I woke up the next morning with excitement. My Dark Mark was aching, so I Apparated to where he needed me.
It was at the meeting place. We discussed the plan, like who were taking front lines, and so on. "Any ideas of who should be the first one to enter the castle first?" Voldemort asked. I raised my hand, since I was a not so known Death Eater and I would just look like a visitor. He picked me, probably because I was his favorite now. I was eager for tonight, and he called us off. At 5pm, the Mark ached, and I aparated...

A mile away from Hogwarts.
Voldemort told us to get in the order we were ordered that morning, and I got in front. I had my clothes on, walking the bridge, anxious for what was happening. I lead them into the grounds, and then I walked into Hogwarts. I walked into the Great Hall, where they were having dinner. I raised my wand, pointing it at Flitwick, "Step forward. Now." I said, in a voice that made me sound more confident than ever. He stepped forward and raised his wand, too. "Avada Kedavra! I yelled. Voldemort and the rest came storming into the castle as a first year Ravenclaw stepped in the way of my killing curse on Flitwick, making him die. Flitwick got distracted with his death, so I killed him. Deputy headmaster Professor Greer (made up character in Hufflepuff) told all of the 1-5 years to go to their dormitories, so we didn't kill any of them.
But then Voldemort saw James Potter Jr.
"Avada Kedavra!" he yelled, killing James. His brother, Albus, and his sister, Lily, but it was to no avail either. They were killed too. Suddenly, it was a duel between the 6-7 years and professors in Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw, and the 6-7 year Slytherins and the death eaters. Spells were flying all over. Ministry officials started getting involved. I killed a few professors, a couple Ministry officials, until suddenly,
DJ came in. "COME ON DJ! OVER HERE! DONT GET KILLED!" I yelled. She got hit with a few curses that she blocked away. Suddenly, all of the people that weren't Death Eaters or Slytherins were knocked out or dead. We dragged them to an empty abandoned dungeon and locked it up. I told the Slytherins, "Good work back there. Go into your dormitories."
"Good job everybody, I'd say that I can take the castle again. Nathan, you're Headmaster, go on to the Great Hall." I followed his orders, and I heard other people being appointed other roles. He told us that we will not teach the children about anything useful. I sat in the Headmaster's chair.

And from that point on, I felt powerful. Finally.

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