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Chapter #10: World at war, part I.

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Meanwhile at Riddle’s manor…

The death eaters were smirking, they were in the meeting room of their master’s manor, all of them were in silence because there were only five minutes left before five PM, yes, the dark lord decided to change the execution hour last night because the fake executions were going to take place on Diagon Alley and at this hour it's the peak hour of sales, the place is going to be full.

The dark lord wanted to give a lesson to the general population, he was going to spare the muggle-borns and destroy the order, this would show the population that as long as they behaved, the dark lord would grant them mercy. The clock was ticking and everyone was drinking some fine wine they took from one of the few enemies that publicly opposed them and in response they destroyed without hesitation, everyone except for the dark lord was drinking, Voldemort on the other hand was just holding a newspaper.

“The day for those unworthy has come by Rita Skeeter.

This is a surprising but welcoming announcement from one of the high-ranking officers of our beloved government, after an extensive meeting, all the high-ranking officers came to the conclusion and approval for the execution of all the muggleborn witches and wizards in the country.

The execution will take place in the center of diagon alley, and this will be a show of loyalty from the government to its citizens clearly stating that they’re fulfilling their promises and working to bring a new and better future without those fake wizards who come from another world claiming to be just like us.

In the words of Mr. Yaxley who also happens to be the head Auror, the execution will performed by the beloved war hero Peter Pettigrew who risked his life to spy and give information about the Potters and other traitors who are putting our world in danger with their nonsensical ideas that we’re equal to those born in the mud-world…”

Meanwhile, in the center of Diagon Alley…

Peter Pettigrew was trying to look as regal as possible as he stood on a platform, five wizards and five witches had their eyes covered, they were stripped away from their wands and their hands and legs were tied.

There was a crowd gathering around and even though some of the witnesses were looking proud and smug, most of the people were glaring at Pettigrew with anger, and even though he was protected by the dark lord, the ratman couldn’t stop himself from gulping, if these people decided to attack him at once he knows he won’t be fast enough to escape as fighting them would result in his death, yes, he would take some with him but he was outnumbered and he wasn’t even sure that if the supporters in the crowd would help him in case a riot starts.

Pettigrew’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted the moment the clock finally reached the number five, and soon, the sounds of bells were heard in Diagon Alley clearly pointing the change in hour. Pettigrew raised his wand, he knew this execution was a travesty but the point of this was to lure the order, the dark lord knew they would come at any moment, he needed to be ready so he had to wait…

At the same time at Geneva, Switzerland…

Lucius Malfoy wasn’t happy, he was having trouble crossing a road, he was in the muggle world and the many cars that filled the road and stopped him were becoming a nuisance, he couldn’t wait for the dark lord to finally take over the muggle world and get rid of all the stupid muggle inventions, just being here filled him with disgust, he was on his way to a very important meeting and he couldn't afford to arrive late.

“Honestly father, I don't know why we have to meet the Russian minister in a muggle pub!” Draco, Lucius’ son, assistant, and ministry's undersecretary said with a not-so-happy tone.

He was in the same state as Lucius but the older man could only sigh, he didn’t have enough patience for two annoyed people, he had enough with his own impatience to care about Draco’s one.

“Draco, the Russian minister is not only politically powerful, he has the biggest magical army in the world, and also, he’s filthy rich, our fortune is mere grains of sand compared to his own and the most important thing is that he has a daughter about your age,” Lucius smirked at his son.

Draco couldn’t help but smile, this was getting interesting.

“As you can see allying with them is not such a bad idea, and the man for some reason, even if he’s a pureblood enthusiast, he also enjoys the frivolities of the muggle world,” Lucius said with a stern tone.

His son had to learn that sometimes you have to make sacrifices to get your goals, however, Draco was too focused on the prospect of getting a beautiful pureblood Russian wife.

“Well, Russian girls aren’t bad looking, I’ll try my best to impress the minister’s daughter so we can get married as soon as possible father,” Draco said happily.

But this caused Lucius to look at him with a confused expression.

“You? Don’t be ridiculous, you have no power and the Malfoy fortune is still mine. The man is not interested in a marriage between you and his daughter…He wants me to marry her,” Lucius said with an annoyed tone.

Hearing those words destroyed Draco and his cheerful attitude was suddenly gone.

“Hey, don’t look at me like that, if you want to blame someone, blame your mother for abandoning me, you would be the one marrying her if she were still around, yes, I’m sure I'm going to enjoy this that’s for certain but you should have been the one to marry her, blame and hate Narcissa if you want to, not me,” Lucius said with an annoyed tone.

Draco did as he was told, now he resented his mother more than he had been doing already, soon, the two of them entered into a bar that was completely empty but it didn't take too long for them to be greeted by a blonde man who looked to be a few years younger than Lucius, he was wearing a black suit.

“Lucius, I’m glad you made it!” Said the man with a clear Eastern European accent.

Suddenly a pale, long raven-haired young witch with blue eyes wearing black high heels, and a tight red dress appeared and she was looking at Lucius with a soft smile on her face. Lucius was completely stunned.

“I’m glad you’ve invited us minister Andreyevich, it’s such an honor for us to be here, this is my son Draco,” Lucius shared a handshake with the Russian minister who then smiled at the younger Malfoy.

“The honor is ours, especially considering you’re directly serving our lord,” the Russian minister didn’t even wait for them to sit.

Lucius and Draco smirked at the man’s antics, now they know why he would want to marry his beautiful daughter to someone like Lucius.

“Oh, where are my manners, this is my daughter Anastasia and she’s been wanting to meet you since the convention started,” Lucius suddenly took Anastasia’s hand and gave it a quick kiss.

The witch couldn’t stop smiling and Lucius was in the same state. They were about to say something else, however, two tall blonde witches suddenly appeared and they handed drinks to Draco and the Russian minister, all of them seemed to be around the same age as Anastasia.

“I hope you don’t mind me bringing my newest wife Astrid and her friend Stella,” the Russian minister said with a smirk.

“I don’t mind,” Draco said happily before he kissed Stella’s hand.

Soon, the awkwardness was forgotten and it was replaced by a sense of happiness as the three 'couples' started to drink and talk, Anastasia was happily serving Lucius and they were starting to know each other slowly, there hadn't been a talk about business but they knew that talk will eventually happen. The Russian minister didn’t hesitate to put muggle electronic music and he turned on the tv too.

“Lucius, I’m really interested in serving the lord and that’s why I would be more than delighted if my daughter married someone like you, I just need you—” the Russian minister couldn’t continue because the show on the TV was suddenly interrupted by a he news report.

Because they were in another country, Lucius and Draco put translation charms on themselves so they would be able to speak and understand other languages, however, the charm doesn't fix accents that's why the minister and the girls had Eastern-European accents, this is why he was able to understand the news and soon, all the people in the pub were astonished by what they were seeing on the TV.

“This is currently happening in New York, there’s a strange man floating in the middle of the city, I repeat this is real, this is not generated by a computer!” A female news anchor said.

Soon, Lucius, Draco, and the Russian minister had their eyes wide open because floating over the muggles, with an arrogant smirk, there it was Lord Voldemort and he was pointing his wand at the sky.