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Captivated	By : ArtisticRae Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 31387 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter 5: The Summoning
In the weeks following his resurrection the Dark Lord kept himself busy. While he had originally planned to summon his followers the night of his rebirth, the unexpected discovery that Harry Potter was his horcrux had changed everything. He could not risk exposing himself or his horcrux until he could be assured of the security of the latter. The safe house, which in the past had only ever been used as a temporary retreat and which had been entirely neglected since his fall was in a state of considerable disrepair. Reinforcing and in some cases rebuilding sections of the safe house to make it into an impenetrable stronghold was time consuming work, especially when one insisted on doing it by themselves. There is no one else he trusted enough to develop the necessary warding and cloaking that Haven House, as he had chosen to name it, would require.
On top of all of that, a considerable amount of time was also devoted to his plans for the boy himself and the measures that Voldemort would need to take to prevent the boy from escaping and to eventually turn the boy to his side. So much work to do so little time. As a result of this flurry of business he didn’t have the opportunity to summon his followers until well into August. He was especially anxious to hear the reports from those who were employed by the ministry as determining the current political climate would be essential in the formation of any future plans for take over.
Given the extremely public nature of Harry Potter’s disappearance, it had been impossible for the ministry to hush it up. Voldemort had greatly enjoyed reading the Daily Prophet’s increasingly off the wall guesses on Harry Potter’s whereabouts. Surprisingly, or considering how gullible the wizarding public were perhaps not so surprisingly, ‘kidnapped by Voldemort’ was not yet among the Daily Prophet’s speculations. No doubt the old coot suspected the truth, but either he was keeping his assumptions to himself or the ministry was sticking their heads in the sand. Time would tell.
Voldemort had assigned Barty, who was the only person besides himself and Healer Yaxley able to enter Haven House, the task of researching the whereabouts and loyalties of his former followers. These two months of waiting had given him time to reconsider his initial plans. While he had originally intended to summon all his followers as a test of loyalty, those not appearing thus marking themselves as traitors, with more time to consider the matter he concluded that it would be more prudent to summon only those he could reasonably believe would still be loyal to him. Traitors like Karkaroff could be hunted down later at his leisure. For now discretion was key. His best strategy for successful infiltration and toppling of the ministry would be subtly. After all, Slytherins are known for their stealth not their brute force.
Reflecting on the latter years of the last war he felt extreme dissatisfaction both with the direction the war had taken, the behavior of his followers, and his own actions. He had played right into the hands of the ‘Light’. His actions, or in the case of his failure to rein in his more violent followers his lack of action, had seemingly validated the ‘Light’s’ portrayal of him as a genocidal maniac rather than the charismatic reformist of his youth. No more. He would not allow ‘Light’ propaganda to besmirch the actual goals of his revolution. This change in strategy would require delicate handling however.
Voldemort had never been one to turn away willing wands to fight for his cause regardless of what their motivation for pledging themselves may have been. He had always seen the benefit of greater numbers as outweighing the disadvantages that disloyal or undisciplined troops would bring. As a result no small amount of his forces was comprised of fighters who cared little to nothing for the cause and who had joined his forces only because doing so would afford them opportunities to cause mayhem and commit violent acts with minimal risk of being caught and persecuted for it.
Handling these sorts of followers could be a challenge. Intimidation was always a compelling option. He could continue to rule his followers through fear as he had done in the past. Though he suspected his teenage heartthrob appearance may somewhat undermine that strategy. However, Voldemort knew that fear would not inspire loyalty and that disloyal servants were a liability he was not sure he wanted to allow again.
One traitor could cause terrible damage to the ranks. Bellatrix, Rodolphus, Rabastan, Barty, Rookwood, and other true loyalists had been imprisoned in Azkaban on the word of Karkaroff. He would liberate his loyal followers in time, but for the present he knew he needed to decide what his forces were going to look like going forward.
The last war had been a travesty. The wizarding population permanently damaged by the loss of life and from the culling by the ‘Light’. There would be no point in his revolution if there were no witches and wizards left alive at the end of the war. Different measures were needed. Mindless violence would not achieve his goals.
He wondered why he had ever let the last war get so out of hand. Allowing werewolves to savage wizarding villages, allowing for the blatant destruction of muggle infrastructure and risking the exposure of magic, and allowing unprovoked violence on those with non-magical blood. It was no wonder his followers had been villainized and the true purpose of his movement had been forgotten.
Looking back on it now he was appalled at his own former apathy to the crimes of his followers. Not for the last time he wondered if the reabsorption of his diary horcrux restored more than just his good looks. Perhaps he too had been a gone a bit mad before. At the very least he had lost his way. He had lost focus on the things that were important, the things he was trying to change and the future he was trying to forge. It was an unsettling revelation that his quest for immortality could have cost him his mental faculties.
But no more, he would not allow himself to lose sight of his goals again. Those bearing his mark would not be permitted to commit atrocities in his name. For now he would inform only the best of his forces of his return. He would decide how to handle the Greyback’s and Macnair’s of his forces at a later date. Today he would be more circumspect and would summon only those who he knew to be devoted to the actual cause of his rebellion. Those who he could trust in the days to come. Those with useful positions who could provide insight into the current climate of the ministry and Hogwarts.
He took a deep breath. So few of his original followers were still with him. Most had died in the first war and those who had survived were too loyal to denounce him and had inevitably ended up in Azkaban. Those he would summon today would not recognize his youthful visage. He hoped rather than believed that there would be no dissension in his ranks over his seeming youth. While he may be 16 in body he had all 68 years of his life and he would tolerate no disrespect.
He had chosen a field outside of Leeds for tonight’s meeting and had pre-charmed the field with notice-me-not and muggle repellant wards. He had considered meeting at one of his safe houses but decided it wasn’t worth the risk. If any of tonight’s death eaters proved undeserving of his trust he didn’t want the few safe houses that had survived the ministry investigations at the end of the first war to be exposed. He didn’t have the luxury of time at present to establish new ones. Someday he would rebuild up the infrastructure he had before, but there was more pressing concerns at present.
He needed to know what the state of the ministry was in. Was his return being investigated? Had Dumbledore shared his likely suspicions with the Ministry? Were his former followers being watched for suspicious activity?
He touched his wand to the inside of his left wrist against the tiny master sigil to which all the Dark Marks were tied and he thought of the twelve death eaters he wanted to summon tonight. Anthony Greengrass, Lucius Malfoy, Thorfinn Rowle, Silvas Selwyn, Tirone Mulciber, Corban Yaxley, Jonas Jugson, Barty Crouch Jr., Theodore Nott Sr, Argo Pyrites, and Severus Snape.
He felt his magic swirl through his marks as it reached out and connected with his chosen followers. As the connections snapped into place he felt a surge of power as the dark marks flared back to life after nearly fourteen years of dormancy.
His resurrection had not dampened his flare for the dramatic. Especially with his much altered appearance Voldemort wanted his entrance to leave none in doubt that he was their Lord. He cast a very powerful disillusionment charm on himself making himself effectively invisible. He would lie in wait until all of his chosen followers arrived.
Within minutes the air was rent with the crack of apparition as his cloaked followers descended around him. Under the cover of his disillusionment charm he smirked triumphantly. Finally his revolution would begin!
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