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"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
$Parseltongue$
Chapter 57: Interview with a Death Eater Part 2
"That is the day he…he attacked the Longbottom family." He almost said the wrong name.
"What happened that day?"
"That day…we had a very long meeting to iron down the details for the attacks that were to take place that same night on several members of the vigilante group created by Dumbledore. The Dark Lord had a…special interest in the Longbotoms so he decided to go alone, very much against our recommendation."
"What did you do then?"
"My mission was to go with Dolohov and kill the Prewetts, damn blood traitors!"
'Molly Weasley family…' Harry recalled.
"Did you succeed?" Harry asked.
"For the most part. Only a few of the women survived, for what I know." Lucius answered without noticing Harry's cold expression.
"What happened next?"
"After our mission was completed, we went back to our hideout and waited for the remaining members to come back. By the end of the night, all of them were back, except for the Dark Lord himself..."
"Continue," Harry commanded.
"Bellatrix and the Lestrange brothers went to look for him at the Longbottom manor, but like our Lord, they never come back. We found out later, by the account of two surviving witnesses, Augusta Longbottom and a house elf, that the Dark Lord had been gravely injured during the attack and had fled the place."
"What about the Lestrange? did they find anything?"
"They disappeared after that night, we never saw them or received any message from them again. We don't know what happened to them."
"But he is still alive," Harry said. It was more a statement than a question.
Lucius struggled against the compulsion.
"Crucio!"
Lord Malfoy let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Don't waste more of my time Malfoy, your wife and son are downstairs. Don't think for a moment that I will not use them to get what I want."
"Draco is here?..." Lucius was startled.
"Answer me…is he alive?. I know about the mark."
"You?!…" Lucius wanted to be the one to ask questions now but he knew better at this point.
"Yes, he is alive…" He said in defeat.
"The mark weakened after the incident but it never went away…and now is getting stronger."
"Did he leave with you a black diary? or any other object he considered important, to watch over it?"
Malfoy looked very surprised at my question.
"How do you k-"
"Just answer!"
"...I…He left me a book like that, yes…but it's gone now, it vanished one day."
"Vanish?!" Harry considered this for a moment. Voldemort may have a way of recalling his horrocruxes back to where he is. That would explain why he couldn't find Ravenclaw's diadem at Hogwarts.
"And he never tried to contact any of you or use the mark to call upon you?"
"Never."
'This makes little sense. Why would he disappear with only the Lestrange and never call upon his followers, we're his injuries that bad?...but there is something else that is bothering me.'
He looked at Lucius.
"You are hiding something else…if Voldemort disappeared without a trace, ten years ago and never contacted you again…why are the Death Eaters still launching random attacks?"
There may be few and far between but Harry had found records of dozens of attacks performed by Death Eaters in the last decade.
At first, he thought Voldemort was just trying to make sure no one forgets about him while he prepares for his return. But if he has not been the one in charge…who is?
"We have a different leader now…" said Lucius.
"Everyone just agreed to follow someone different? You better tell me everything Malfoy."
"The idea was suggested around a month after the Dark Lord's disappearance…the members of the outer circle were starting to get anxious by the lack of news from our leader. Some started to suggest that he may have abandoned us or even died…we were having a meeting at my house when someone came up with the idea of having one of us impersonating the Dark Lord in order to calm everyone. After all….only the members of the inner circle knew what the Dark Lord looked like."
"I don't think Voldemort would have appreciated that." Harry commented.
"So, who took the mantle of the new Dark Lord?"
"Lord Parkinson."
"Parkinson?, mmm…" He didn't recall much about that man from his past life. Which can only mean he was very unremarkable.
"Okay, continue."
"It was only meant to be temporary…a few months, maybe a year, until our Dark Lord returned. But he never returned and Lord Parkinson's influence became stronger as time passed. He gained the favor of most inner circle members and then he started to show himself in front of the outer circle members during our big reunions."
"He wanted everyone in the organization to recognize him as the one and only Dark Lord." Harry could easily guess that man's intentions.
Lucius nodded.
"His position has become unshakable now. He is truly a Dark Lord."
"And what is his goal? certainly, you are not going to tell me that he expects to take over the county with his magical might."
"No…Lord Parkinson is only decent when it comes to practical magic. But he is a cunning man. We have spent years following his instructions to infiltrate the most influential positions in the ministry as well as gaining seats of the Wizergamot to our side. In just one or two more years, we could have complete control of the country."
"A war of politics…" Harry said with dread. He had no clue how to fight something like that.
"And why did your group start to increase the attacks recently?" He asked.
"What do you know about the attempted kidnapping of Lily Potter?" He added.
"Oh…that. That was just a plan to lure out James Potter. The auror has been sticking his nose in our business too much lately. He has been trying to gather evidence of any illegal dealings…"
"You planned to use his wife to lay a trap for him and kill him. What about her?, were you going to kill her too?" he tried to sound detached at least.
A smile appeared on Malfoy's face.
"Eventually…after we had our fun."
Harry clenched his wand.
"If that's why you don't touch your wife?, you only liken it when they resist, is that it?"
Malfoy would have probably answered that one even without the veritaserum.
"Is the one thing those mudbloods are good for!. I like to see them squirm beneath me like-"
"Avada kedavra."
While he was reminiscing about his good times, a flash of green light hit Lucius Malfoy on his chest and his lifeless body fell on the polished wooden floor.
"Enjoy your time in Hell, Lord Malfoy."