Chapter 260 - Plans and Problems (1/2)
On a chilly misty evening, two hooded figures were strolling on an empty meadow, beside a thin, dying river.
”Do you really trust Snape?” said a woman's voice from under the hood.
”I don't, I know he is loyal to Dumbledore,” replied a man's voice.
”Shouldn't we inform this to the Dark Lord?” asked the woman.
”My God, Stormy, you are speaking like a true servant of the Dark Lord,” said the man in a mock surprise.
”No, I —” the woman, Stormy went stiff and stopped walking. ”I am sorry, master. I am still loyal to you. If you don't believe me, you can have my head.”
”No head needed,” chuckled the man. ”I know you will be loyal to me till your last breath. I trust you.”
”An honour, master,” said Stormy and quickly followed the man.
”Remember Stormy, we have an advantage, we know what is going to happen,” said the man seriously. ”We can not waste that gift by telling everything to Dark Lord, can we? In the end, there can be only one winner and I intend to be that one. We will tell him but only that much, which will help us.”
”But the Dark Lord will be suspicious,” suggested Stormy. ”Fooling him isn't that easy, especially after that Lestrange woman came back.”
”Yes, that woman, Bellatrix Lestrange, raw talent and great potential but weakness same as the Dark Lord,” said the man. ”Think everyone is beneath them.”
”Isn't it a good thing?” said Stormy. ”I mean, the Dark Lord trusted you only because he thinks you are —” she hesitated.
”Beneath him?” laughed the man. ”I know, I proudly led him to believe that I have knowledge but not the power to oppose him. I know after we take over Hogwarts, he will try to finish me.”
”He wouldn't dare!” said Stormy angrily.
”Calm down, my dear,” said the man. ”He sees me as a weak and almost magicless person, which, unfortunately, I am, right now. But soon I will gain everything which was mine once.”
”Of course, you will, master,” said Stormy. ”But trusting Snape with this important task after knowing he is a double spy?”
”My dear Stormy,” the man laughed. ”Do you really think me or the Dark Lord can decide Dumbledore's faith? If it was so easy to kill him, don't you think Dark Lord had already done it and I had already destroyed Hogwarts?”
”Then how Snape will —”
”Dumbledore will plan his own death, we just have to sit back and enjoy,” said the man. ”That man is not only powerful, but he is also a mastermind. He is more cunning than we think but sometimes he gets ahead of himself and there we will take our advantage. The war will begin, Stormy, but after Dumbledore kills himself and I gain my strength back.”
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Miles away in a grim place in London stood a hidden house. A fifteen years old girl, with round face, deep blue eyes, a sharp nose, full lips and long dark brown hair, was practising her fighting skills, punching and kicking on a dummy. Her long hair, which was perfectly braided, reached almost her waist and her full body was sweaty because of the physical work. Somewhere in that room, a Weird Sisters' song was blasting from a wireless. The room was very messy, there were books, parchments, Daily Prophet newspapers, quills, ink, moving photographs, chocolates and some weird looking objects all around the floor, bed and table.
Suddenly, the clock on the table started to make noise and small fireworks erupted from it. The girl stopped and looked back at the clock as its fireworks left an imprint of '8' behind. She wiped the sweat off her forehead, turned off the wireless and flopped down on the bed, staring out of the window.
After a few minutes, someone knocked on the door.
”Come in.”
A man with long black hair opened the room and stepped in.
”Good morning,” he said, sweeping his long dark hair out of his eyes.
”Morning Sirius,” said the girl.
”Just got another letter from Molly and Arthur,” said Sirius. ”They want you to spend the rest of the summer with them.”