=== May 20 1995 ===
Voldemort and Peter appear outside Malfoy Manor. "We shouldn't be here." Peter says as he rewraps a bloody rag around his missing left hand. "I don't trust Lucius."
"I'll determine his trustworthiness!" Voldemort hisses.
"Of course, my lord." Peter says, bowing his head.
"Let me see your arm."
Peter grabs his left sleeve with his teeth and pulls it up revealing his dark mark. "Here, my lord."
Voldemort presses his wand against the mark and suddenly the door to Malfoy Manor is flung open. Lucius steps out and kneels. "My lord."
"Rise, my servant." Voldemort says.
Lucius gets up. "How may I be of service?"
"We need your home, and your library."
"Of course," Lucius says. "All I have is yours." He moves so they can enter.
Voldemort puts his hand on Lucius' shoulder. "Do what you can to heal Wormtail, then we have much to discuss."
"Yes, of course." Lucius says as Voldemort goes into the Manor. He turns to Peter. "Come, I'll stop the bleeding."
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Voldemort sits in Lucius' study. A fire crackles in the fireplace. The book, Arcanum Ritus in his hands.
Lucius comes into the room. "Wormtail is resting."
"Sit!" Voldemort commands as he puts the book down.
Lucius does as commanded. "What can I do for you, my lord?"
"Why didn't you come looking for me?" Voldemort asks.
"You set me as Slytherin's governor. I was monitoring the school. Limiting those that would stand against us." Lucius explains.
"Yet you helped the Potters." Voldemort says.
"I taught them about our world; they had both been raised by muggles. Then I sided with them on things that I saw had no bearing on our goals. As soon as our motives no longer aligned I stood against them. All along my son worked his way into their group." Lucius explains.
"So they trust your son?" Voldemort asks.
"Yes." Lucius answers.
Voldemort nods. "Have you ever brought them here?"
"No, of course not." Lucius answers quickly.
Voldemort nods. "Good, now go fetch Nagini!"
"Of course, my lord." Lucius heads off.
=== June 10 1995 ===
"My lord," Lucius kneels at Voldemort's feet. "I have finally found Nagini."
"Your next task is to arrange this." Voldemort says as he pushes the open Arcanum Ritus towards Lucius.
Lucius grabs the book. "At once my lord." He heads off with the book.
Once Lucius has gone Voldemort yells out. "Wormtail!"
A minute later Peter shows up and kneels at Voldemort's feet. "Yes, my lord?"
"Go and find me a sacrifice." Voldemort commands.
"Anything in particular, my lord?" Peter asks.
"Use your best judgment." Voldemort says.
"As you wish, my lord." Peter says as he quickly scampers off.
=== June 12 1995 ===
"My lord, I brought something for you." Peter says through the door.
Voldemort casts an illusion spell on himself to make himself look normal before coming out of the room. A blonde haired woman stands there in a dirty, torn dress standing next to her is a young girl, her blonde hair in twin pigtails. The girl's dress is obviously too small for her, and very dirty. Peter stands nearby leering at her.
The woman looks at Voldemort. The magic makes it so she sees a handsome young man. "Are you the client?"
"Yes, I am." Voldemort says.
"I do this and we're really set for life?" She asks.
Voldemort nods. "Where's the girl's father?"
"He died 6 months ago. We've been on the streets since." The woman says.
"Then it sounds like we came at the right time." Voldemort says.
She nods. "I can't thank you enough."
"Come with me and we'll take care of business." Voldemort says. "My associate will entertain your daughter."
The woman nods and looks at the girl. "You go play with the nice man. Be a good girl."
"Okay, mum" the girl says as she takes Peter's hand. The two head to another room.
The woman watches her daughter leave. "The show is yours."
"Of course," Voldemort says as he turns and leads her into a bedroom.
The woman follows Voldemort into the room and takes off her dress only to see Nagini laying on the bed. "What is going on here?" The woman says in a panic.
Voldemort pulls his wand out. "Avada Kadavra!"
Peter feels the magic as his master kills the mother. He looks at the girl sitting on the bed playing with a couple of dolls he had conjured. He casts a privacy spell and walks over to her. "It's time to play a new game."
=== June 20 1995 ===
"My lord, the ritual is ready for tomorrow except I can't find an appropriate sacrifice." Lucius says as he kneels at Voldemort's feet.
"Let me see your arm." Voldemort says.
Lucius bares his dark mark and Voldemort pushes his wand against it. Soon four masked Death Eaters appear and kneel before Voldemort. "My lord!" They say in unison.
"Take this one and prepare him for the ritual." Voldemort says motioning to Lucius.
"My lord?" Lucius asks.
"You lied to me. Potter held the Arcanum Ritus before me, he had been in your house. You will make the perfect sacrifice." Voldemort says.
"Please, my lord." Lucius begs. "Reconsider, I have a family."
"Yes, your son." Voldemort says. "Hopefully your death will teach him not to cross me."
The four Death Eaters tie up Lucius and take him off.
===July 21 1995===
The summer solstice, a powerful day for magics of all sorts. The perfect day for this ritual. A ritual that will take place deep in the bowels of Malfoy Manor.
The room is perfectly circular. The walls of this room are covered in a myriad of runes. A large pentagram is drawn on the floor.
A portion of the ceiling begins to move revealing that it is actually a stone platform. As the platform lowers we see there are figures on the platform. Voldemort, Peter then the four masked Death Eaters holding Lucius, who is bound with chains. Once the platform settles on the floor the four Death Eaters drag Lucius to the middle of the pentagram then take up positions at the four corners. Voldemort steps to the final point. Peter steps into the middle of the pentagram with Lucius.
"You may begin, Wormtail." Voldemort says.
Peter pulls a knife out of his robes. "Traitors and cowards that did not heed our lord's call, we punish you."
"Punish!" The four masked Death Eaters chant.
"Since you won't bring your magic to us, we'll take it for our lord!" Peter says he walks over and slices into the dark mark on Lucius' arm. "Blood of the traitor taken by force," he takes the knife and stabs it through his arm impaling his dark mark. "Flesh of the servant given by choice. Empower our lord!" He holds his left arm high in the air.
Lucius begins to glow then screams in agonizing pain as his magic is ripped from him. It only lasts a few seconds and when it's over a pile of dust sits in his place.
Voldemort feels the new essence flow into him. He looks over and sees Peter still holding his arm up. A green flame has spread, consuming his entire left arm as it is being used as a conduit for the magic of all the Death Eaters not in this room or in Azkaban.
Peter collapses once the magic is done surging. "Did it work?" He asks as his left arm turns to ash.
"Better than we could ever have imagined." Voldemort says as walks over to Peter and with a wave of his hand replaces Peter's ruined arm with one made of metal. "Your reward for serving me well."
"Thank you, my lord." Peter says as he passes out.