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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
58
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41,276
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137
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Run Like Hell
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Chapter Six: Run Like Hell
At the same time that Death Eaters were smashing up the wedding, the other half were forcing themselves into every Order connected home in the country….
At the forefront of the queue was Severus Snape, his oily pallor odd in the rays of sunlight burning down on the landscape. His billowing teacher’s robes cascading behind him. And right behind Severus was Bellatrix, Yaxley, Lucius, and Draco.
“Go right and up to Tiffin Street…,” Snape directed the dozen through the tiny muggle village. He did so because he had inside information on the Order of the Phoenix and he knew the directions to the Order connected homes.
The Death Eaters, most of them in their masks ascended a road that went up a steep hill. Lucius’s hair was flowing in the breeze as he strutted along, maneuvering his cane, and not wearing his mask. He finally believed that it was safe, if not prudent to let everyone know he was a Death Eater because Voldemort had taken over.
As they climbed the hill, muggles in the windows stared out with varying mixtures of shock and terror. A middle-aged, tan woman, with two very young children at her side, frowned, and then closed the blinds as they marched past her home, wands raised.
Two thirteen-year-old muggle girls were in the street, wearing bell-bottom jeans, smoking a joint they were sharing together. They looked up at the sight of the strange men in masks, until they spotted Lucius's handsome face.
"Pretty fly for a white guy!" they commented about Lucius, eyeing him excitedly. They could not see Draco's face or any of the others as they were masked.
Lucius withdrew his new wand from the cane, angrily. He was going to curse those two stupid muggle girls for noticing him.
Snape intoned sternly, "LUCIUS."
Lucius resisted the urge, remembering what Voldemort's orders had been. Not to kill anybody or even harm anybody. Everything had to be as low-key as possible, in order to keep Voldemort's reign in the shadows.
They came to another zig-zagged intersection, which at the corner was a small house crammed next to much larger, victorian styled ones. The house had a door at one level, and the next just one window, and the highest level just one window. It looked like it did not belong in this upper-class muggle village at all.
The thirteen Death Eaters crossed the rocky path that barely served as a driveway. Yaxley reached the door first and he tried the few spells that could magically prise a door open.
He banged his fist in anguish against the door, yelling hoarsley, “Do you want to die in there?! Open up.”
Peter Pettigrew was ambling around behind some rose bushes. His silver fist shot through a window on the side of the house. He continued to punch the window, until somebody behind him casted a spell, shattering all the glass, and leaving an empty window frame.
Crabbe, Goyle, Jugson, Macnair, Mulciber, Selwyn and Yaxley all climbed into the window hole.
The others waited outside, until they emerged several minutes later empty handed. Much to the Death Eaters’ chagrin the wizard they were looking for was not inhabiting his house anymore.
“He isn’t inside his hovel to interrogate, then?” confirmed Lucius.
“No…I think we figured that out for ourselves. It appears it's been deserted for weeks,” grunted Yaxley.
“But nevertheless, we must be sure. Homenum revelio,” said Snape, and he cast the spell to uncover a human presence. There was no answer of a buzzing sound, and so that meant a being was not present.
“Burn it to the ground!” Snape ordered roughly.
At once all of the Death Eaters except for Snape, Lucius, Bella, and Draco, and Yaxley (who did not like to take orders from Snape) raised their wands, surrounding the house.
As if it was Avada Kedavra’s turned red, flames shot forth in jets of light.
Dedalus Diggle’s house blazed in the late afternoon sunshine, slowly smoldering and crumbling to the earth, being destroyed completely.
The Death Eaters watched unperturbed for several seconds, except Draco who stared down at his boot's sulkily.
“Next…the home of Ted and Andromeda Tonks. Disapparate,” said Severus Snape softly, but still authoritatively.
The Death Eaters all disapparated from the place, different popping sound reverberating, as they concentrated on the next destination.
Muggles were just beginning to swarm outside the property, screaming and gawking at the burning house, and the mushroom cloud of smoke rising into the blue sky.
Lucius grabbed his son’s shoulders as Draco did not look like he was about to perform apparition. Draco wasn't ready for it, as he failed his apparition test a few weeks ago.
Chapter Six: Run Like Hell
At the same time that Death Eaters were smashing up the wedding, the other half were forcing themselves into every Order connected home in the country….
At the forefront of the queue was Severus Snape, his oily pallor odd in the rays of sunlight burning down on the landscape. His billowing teacher’s robes cascading behind him. And right behind Severus was Bellatrix, Yaxley, Lucius, and Draco.
“Go right and up to Tiffin Street…,” Snape directed the dozen through the tiny muggle village. He did so because he had inside information on the Order of the Phoenix and he knew the directions to the Order connected homes.
The Death Eaters, most of them in their masks ascended a road that went up a steep hill. Lucius’s hair was flowing in the breeze as he strutted along, maneuvering his cane, and not wearing his mask. He finally believed that it was safe, if not prudent to let everyone know he was a Death Eater because Voldemort had taken over.
As they climbed the hill, muggles in the windows stared out with varying mixtures of shock and terror. A middle-aged, tan woman, with two very young children at her side, frowned, and then closed the blinds as they marched past her home, wands raised.
Two thirteen-year-old muggle girls were in the street, wearing bell-bottom jeans, smoking a joint they were sharing together. They looked up at the sight of the strange men in masks, until they spotted Lucius's handsome face.
"Pretty fly for a white guy!" they commented about Lucius, eyeing him excitedly. They could not see Draco's face or any of the others as they were masked.
Lucius withdrew his new wand from the cane, angrily. He was going to curse those two stupid muggle girls for noticing him.
Snape intoned sternly, "LUCIUS."
Lucius resisted the urge, remembering what Voldemort's orders had been. Not to kill anybody or even harm anybody. Everything had to be as low-key as possible, in order to keep Voldemort's reign in the shadows.
They came to another zig-zagged intersection, which at the corner was a small house crammed next to much larger, victorian styled ones. The house had a door at one level, and the next just one window, and the highest level just one window. It looked like it did not belong in this upper-class muggle village at all.
The thirteen Death Eaters crossed the rocky path that barely served as a driveway. Yaxley reached the door first and he tried the few spells that could magically prise a door open.
He banged his fist in anguish against the door, yelling hoarsley, “Do you want to die in there?! Open up.”
Peter Pettigrew was ambling around behind some rose bushes. His silver fist shot through a window on the side of the house. He continued to punch the window, until somebody behind him casted a spell, shattering all the glass, and leaving an empty window frame.
Crabbe, Goyle, Jugson, Macnair, Mulciber, Selwyn and Yaxley all climbed into the window hole.
The others waited outside, until they emerged several minutes later empty handed. Much to the Death Eaters’ chagrin the wizard they were looking for was not inhabiting his house anymore.
“He isn’t inside his hovel to interrogate, then?” confirmed Lucius.
“No…I think we figured that out for ourselves. It appears it's been deserted for weeks,” grunted Yaxley.
“But nevertheless, we must be sure. Homenum revelio,” said Snape, and he cast the spell to uncover a human presence. There was no answer of a buzzing sound, and so that meant a being was not present.
“Burn it to the ground!” Snape ordered roughly.
At once all of the Death Eaters except for Snape, Lucius, Bella, and Draco, and Yaxley (who did not like to take orders from Snape) raised their wands, surrounding the house.
As if it was Avada Kedavra’s turned red, flames shot forth in jets of light.
Dedalus Diggle’s house blazed in the late afternoon sunshine, slowly smoldering and crumbling to the earth, being destroyed completely.
The Death Eaters watched unperturbed for several seconds, except Draco who stared down at his boot's sulkily.
“Next…the home of Ted and Andromeda Tonks. Disapparate,” said Severus Snape softly, but still authoritatively.
The Death Eaters all disapparated from the place, different popping sound reverberating, as they concentrated on the next destination.
Muggles were just beginning to swarm outside the property, screaming and gawking at the burning house, and the mushroom cloud of smoke rising into the blue sky.
Lucius grabbed his son’s shoulders as Draco did not look like he was about to perform apparition. Draco wasn't ready for it, as he failed his apparition test a few weeks ago.