CHAOS

No Mercy

Battle of Hogwarts, 1997

On the courtyard of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the opposing sides; light and dark stood facing each other.

Time stood still

Standing at the front and leading the dark was the dark lord Voldemort in all his serpentine monstrous glory gazing at the light wizards like they were bugs under his feet.

Surprisingly the most important figureheads of the light side were absent,
"The Golden Trio" were nowhere to be found.

"How disappointingly rude! Here I am the great dark lord Voldemort and your saviour is nowhere to be seen, such dismaying hospitality should not be tolerated." the dark lord started, his expression impassive voice bordering on bored but his crimson eyes glowed and blazed like an inferno which consumes anything unfortunate enough to get close to.

"Nothing to agonize over, the situation will be instantly rectified" the grin he sported truly invoked fear among the hearts of all present witches and wizards, Voldemort was truly the epitome of a child's nightmare; the bogeyman we fear hiding under our bed at night.

Sickly pale skin patterned with scales, , the planes of his face more angular and pronounced due to the lack of nose and lipless mouth. His appearance personified the monster that he is and truly drove home the fact that Voldemort was not human, he was something truly great and sinister; an abomination.

Gasps and cries of a mixture of relief and despair were all that could be heard when the golden trio were dragged before Voldemort bound in shackles by the death eaters.

All three of them had different reactions to being roughly man-handled by their enemy. Tears srreamed down Hermione's face; her expression a broken mixture of despair and hope, Ron glared furiously at everyone and looked indignant at their treatment, Harry though, he looked neither angry nor resigned; his expression blank and quietly taking all the abuse heaped by the death eater having a hold on him.

The dark Lord's expression was gleeful and malevolent all at once "Would you look at that" he addressed the gathered crowd of Hogwarts professors, students, aurors and order members " Your hope for salvation broken and shattered in shackles before me and my power"
Turning towards the supposed saviours of the light the monster inquired "won't you say it's time to bow before your lord and accept your fate?" He laughed a cold, menacing laugh.

Hermione held her head high refusing to give in and give up and stubbornly meeting Voldemort's gaze head on, Ron screamed profanities.

While every other witch and wizard focused on the spectacle caused by the silent Hermione and screaming Ron thinking them either too brave or too foolish for not knowing when to accept defeat, Voldemort vanished the shackles holding Harry Potter captive. As soon as the shackles vanished Harry fell on his knees, bowed to the Dark Lord.

"My Lord" He addressed his lord respectfully and reverently.

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Time once again stood still as no one standing at the side of the light could comprehend what just happened . The order of the Phoenix members struck dumb by the turn of the events.

Hermione Granger who prided herself on being the brightest witch of her generation for the life of her couldn't process what was going on because it was just so so wrong and something that just shouldn't exist.

Harry James Potter- the saviour of the wizarding world, the boy-who-lived, gryffindor golden boy, Dumbledore's man - was bowing to the dark lord Voldemort- greatest and most terrifying dark lord to exist in more than a century, supremacist bigot, murderer of Harry Potter's parents.

It was so surreal and unrealistic that it was hard to process for anyone witnessing.

Voldemort almost lovingly cupped Harry's check and cooed "My snakelet, my beautiful Chaos, you've done so well, made me so proud".
Harry's shoulder to sagged at those words, all the tension seemed to bleed away from the boy and he almost sobs the words out "Thank you My lord".

"Let's call the others, shall we?" the dark lord practically commands his protege disguised as a suggestion.

Harry drags the death eater previously holding him captive and throws him to his knees where the dark lord grips his arm and presses the tip of his yew wand to the dark mark etched there - proudly proclaiming his loyalty - Summoning his inner circle.

One by one the inner circle apparated behind the dark lord; Bellatrix Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Corvus Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape, Augustus Rookwood, Corban Yaxley, Thaddeus Nott. Their faces obscured by their silver masks but Bellatrix's cackling echoed all around clearly reminding the light of their doom.

Bellatrix bounded to Harry hugging him to her chest and pressing a sloppy kiss to his cheek making him laugh with joy "Oh my little snake in lion's clothing, you've done your aunt Bella so proud and happy, giving me a weasel and a mudblood to play with" she cooed at him like a baby making the inner circle laugh.

She went on and on about murder, torture and maiming but the dark lord's attention was snatched away from her-

"Can I play with them now?"

It was Harry who spoke.

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