Chapter 56.4- Doom Days

Another sound came from the woman that rushed down the stairs after her son. A mixture between a gasp and a cry. She held her hands up to her mouth on seeing them. And it wasn’t just from seeing them, Lucius observed. It was from seeing him in particularly. How daft of the muggle. These things were truly little brighter than mules. How could she not see that his Lord was the true danger among the two of them. Lucius had barely even done anything here.

“You recognise Lucius’ mask woman?” His Lord asked, and he began to realise. Of course. His Lord’s gold mask had not made a public appearance as of yet. No one knew it was the Dark Lord beneath it. But Lucius wore the silver mask of one of the Inner Circle, and those with ant sense knew to fear the Inner Circle. It made sense.

“Yo-you’re them. The De-de-death eaters” She managed to force out, pointing at them while taking a step back.

“Indeed we are, woman. Now tell me how you know about us”

“Bu-but you’re supposed to be gone. Your Master is dead. That wretched boy killed him” She said with more vehemence than he would have expected from such a slip of a thing.

“Lord Voldemort can not be killed. Lord Voldemort is the only true immortal to have walked this earth, and he has returned. I have returned’ His Lord removed his mask and the muggle woman flinched backwards, damn near turning and running, leaving her husband and son behind.

“You are right to quake in fear. Against one as great as me, there is nothing you can do but shiver and quake in fear. Still, you are yet to answer my question. How do you know about us, muggle?” He asked, and now there was menace in his tone. A tone that promised nothing but pain if it was met with anything less than total and complete obedience to what it requested.

“Lily and her friends” The woman finally managed to stutter out.

“Indeed. You are Lily Potter’s sister, indeed. This is a chance for me to get some revenge on your sister or destroying my former body. It is only fair if your sister cost me my body, and then when I got it back, your nephew cost me my face then you, your husband, and your son, help me get my face back” he said with a chuckle.

“No, please. We do not care for the boy. If we knew you still lived, we would have given him to you. We just want to be left alone, we don’t want anything to do with your way”

“I know you care not for the boy. You shoved him in a cupboard for years to live, forced him to live in servitude to you, and hid his true nature from him. Even without your blood ties, I would most assuredly kill any muggles that have dared lord over a wizard in such a manner.”