~*~Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the characters that J.K. Rowling has created... But I wish I did!~*~

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"She's where?!" A voice hissed at the short, pudgy man that was on his hands and knees in front of him.

"A-a-at Hogwarts, S-s-sir." The squeaky voice repeated.

"How could this have been missed?!" The voice was outraged. "My downfall 16 years ago could have been prevented if you hadn't been so foolish!"

"Yes, m-my Lord, but-"

"Enough! You should have noticed the clues didn't match up! And to think I believed you to be my most faithful follower..."

"I am, My Lord!" the servant said, kissing the snake-like man's robes.

"We shall see...Crucio" The voice was now sounding rather bored.

"I am finished with you. Leave my sight before I become sick." The voice paused. "Oh, and Wormtail?"

"Y-yes, My L-lord?" he squeaked.

"When you return to me, I want to see your plans, and make sure they are correct. Lord Voldemort does not tolerate incorrect plans, even to his faithful servants."

"Of course, my Lord."

The short man named Wormtail Disapperated, leaving Lord Voldemort to sit and think of ways to get his rightful Queen as promised in the Prophesy.