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Thanatophobia: the extreme, unhealthy and obsessive fear of dying despite being healthy.

Tom and Harry had passed their N.E.W.T's with 'exceeds expectations' for defence against the dark arts, potions, charms, transfiguration's and history of magic. Harry and Tom left school and got jobs in shops in Diagon ally. Harry refused to let Tom be seen messing around in knockturn ally. In secret, Harry and Tom began weaving evil into the fabric of the wizarding community. Hundreds of people join their ranks and all want to follow Morbaar and Voldemort into a world of wizard supremacy. 

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"We should do another raid today." Tom said, ten years later.  Harry shock his head. He was happy about the raids but one thing was getting on him. Some of the death eaters were raping children during these raids. "Harry we can't be choosy about our ranks. Numbers are scarce as it is. We have barely five hundred followers, including vampires and werewolf's who could turn any moment. I'm sorry, but we should have a raid today."

"We can have a raid today if you allow me to make an example." Harry said crossly. Tom agreed reluctantly and they called for the death eaters to have a meeting with them. They all entered in to their meeting room, some excited, others deathly afraid of the power of these two men. "We have called you here today to tell you we are going to have a raid. But also because some people in this room have been doing extra business during raids. Is anyone here raping children during the muggle raids? Tell me, I'll know."

"Y-yes, M-Morbaar, V-Voldemort, my lords." Said Sam Crook, one of the weak, low rank death eaters. Harry raised his wand and with a flick yelled 'crucio'. torturing him and letting him writhe on the floor. Tom watched, not saying anything as Harry set an example to the other death eaters. He could see the fear in their eyes. 

"You WILL NOT do this! We want a world without muggles so kill them and that's it." Harry said, flicking a silent killing curse at him. The flash of green only distilled the fear in the death eaters more. Now they were ruled by fear. "Do you hear me? Bow to your dark lords!"

And they did, they bowed before him and Tom and Tom felt proud of Harry. This is the kind of group he had wanted all along, a following who feared him. From that day on, their followers began to fear saying their names. Morbaar and Voldemort became 'he-who-must-not-be-named' and 'he-who-must-not-be-mentioned' but to their followers they were the dark lords they ever feared and followed or followed in search for power that they would likely never receive. 

The ministry was falling and the light was fickle with nobody to lead them. The wizarding war was rising. Eugenia Jenkins had left her position as Minister of magic and had been replace by Barty Crouch. Everything was going the way Harry had dreamed. Over the last ten years, Harry and Tom had spent time building a following and making horcrux's They had five each. Harry had also demanded they both find a way to remain youthful in appearance and had both made an enchanted gauntlet that would replenish their youth even if they did not anyways wear them. Neither of them looked a day over twenty, when they were actually almost thirty. Bit by bit they carved a new world together, the muggles numbers were dropping slowly but surely and the muggle prime minister and the minister of magic were squabbling.It seemed to all be going perfect until one day an unexpected visitor showed up during their raid. 

"Hello Morbaar, Voldemort." Came a voice recognised. A voice Harry hadn't heard in twelve years. 

"Ronald Weasley." Harry said, his face shooting up. His eyes stared at the ginger man before him. He was older now and his eyes had dark rings around them. His skin was wrinkling and Harry knew that he must be in his late thirties. His clothes were miss matched  and he still looked like he didn't have a dime to this name. "Didn't marry Granger then?"

"She's gone, Potter. They all are. All of them because YOU chose to leave us there and become our enemy. One day you were in control with him and most people died. Now it's time for me to write my own future, one were she wont die. I managed to escape, discovered how to time travel back and fixed and rebroke the mirror of Erised. I saw what I wanted most. You both dead. All in good time, Riddle, Potter, Morbaar, Voldemort." He was gone. The raid continued around them and they knew they would have to work hard to beat him.

Daily Prophet

25/02/1960

Ronald Weasley, the leader of today!

Ronald Weasley is trying to fight to stop he-who-must-not-be-named and he-who-must-not-be-mentioned. He says that he comes from the future and has seen a dark future and is here to fix it. Many are flocking to his side in a battle against good verses evil. Is he the next Merlin? To sign up to his ranks, please send an OWL to 'Ronald Weasley'. Let's defeat evil together.

Both Harry and Tom had been working extra hard. The ministry was still in ruins so Tom and Harry were working hard to overthrow it as soon as possible. They had chosen that they would over throw it completely and come up with a new line of government. Harry had been working on a plan and magic spells that would keep all of the wizarding community in check and Tom had been working on tactical ways to fight the ministry quickly without Ron Weasley becoming too involved.

Tom and Harry knew that the main people who called them by 'Morbaar' and 'Voldemort' directly and not by 'he-who-must-not-be-whatever' was most likely an enemy such as Weasley and some brave followers of him so they put Taboo spells on their names. Anytime someone said Voldemort or Morbaar, a select group of death eater called the seekers would be notified and they would hunt them down as criminals and kill them.

"I want to kill him." Said Harry to the seekers. "Bring Weasley to me."

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