Given the number of people who had died in their beds, Flubba felt it was probably safer for him to stay away from his room. With how few of them were left and one Order spy still at large, it … Continue reading Werewolves XXVIII: Lord Voldemort and The Final Day (DAY 6)

The Order was growing more confident. With the Squib gone, that was one less threat against them to worry about. If they chose whom to kill carefully, there was a good chance the two of them could make it out … Continue reading Werewolves XXVIII: Lord Voldemort and Don’t Let the Good Guys Win, Dammit (DAY 5)

There didn’t need to be discussion tonight, as the Order knew immediately who they needed to kill if they were to escape this house alive. Together, they burst into Mello’s room, wands out. “Give up now,” one of them cried. … Continue reading Werewolves XXVIII: Lord Voldemort and Everyone is a Drama Queen (DAY 4)

Weak sunlight had barely begun streaming through the windows when the rest of the group was awakened by the sound of shouts and gasps coming from the drawing room. “What is the meaning of this?” Lord Voldemort hissed as he … Continue reading Werewolves XXVIII: Lord Voldemort and Things are Getting Interesting (DAY 3)

With one of their own dead, the low hum of panic that had always been present among the members of the Order was threatening to grow into a roar. Two spies in particular weren’t content with leaving their fates up … Continue reading Werewolves XXVIII: Lord Voldemort and If Only Killing Harry Potter were this Easy (DAY 2)

Premise It is the middle of the Second Wizarding War. Lord Voldemort has discovered that his Death Eaters have been infiltrated by the Order of the Phoenix. He manages to trap them in an abandoned house along with some of … Continue reading Werewolves XXVIII: Lord Voldemort and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day (DAY 1)