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Title: Death Eaters Leave for Dijon

Contributors: dm_fugitive

Edited by: Carla Lute

Posted: 2005-12-10

Game Date: August 20th

Disclaimer: No one at Levicorpus owns Harry Potter, the world or its characters. We just like to play in J.K. Rowling’s world.

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At an hour he usually preferred to pretend did not exist, Draco crept down the stairs and passages and into the room where the Death Eaters kept their stash of "disguises".  He strongly suspected it was mostly a dumping ground for unwanted clothing that had been collected through one means or another.  Draco dug through the piles of robes and muggle garbs, fixed a few of thing back up on their hangers before finding something suitable.  A blue set of dress robes with gold trim.  He suspected they may have intended for a witch originally, but they were not by any means frilly.  He figured they would fit well enough.

He took them up to his room, made what adjustments he could, and put them on.  Then he pulled his black Death Eater robes on over them.

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His robe and mask in place, Draco gathered with the other Death Eaters in the meeting hall below ground. They all arrived masked, except the Lord Voldemort who paced around the circle. "Today, we travel to Dijon. Today, we take advantage of the Ministry's foolishness. They presume to second guess me. They send Aurors to protect the wedding of two wizards, but they do understand Lord Voldemort. I do not wish to cleanse the world of wizards, but of Muggles. The stench of these lesser beings troubles my sleep. Let us remind the Ministry...and ourselves...of our true purpose. Let the world learn that I am to be feared. Are you ready my Death Eaters?"

There was a general murmur of "Yes, my lord,". A few like Bella gave enthusiatic shouts.

"Then take hold!" Voldemort commanded. He drew his wand and stepped to the edge of their circle. He conjured a silver rope out of thin air, and the Death Eaters all took hold. "Portus!"

When the world stop spinning, they settle just outside the city. "Here we are," Voldemort said almost conversationally. "Let's make covering this up a very difficult job for the Ministry." Hold his wand arm up like signal banner he pointed it forward and started marching towards the tall buildings.

Draco fell back gradually, until he found an appropriate tree to duck behind. He scrambled about and found an odd shaped seed cone. He pulled off his robes and focused his thoughts on his room in Little Hangleton. "Portus," he murmured, and the cone glowed blue. He took hold of it, and felt himself torn out of France and back to England.

Dizzy, he steadied himself against the bed, tore off his Death Eater robes, took another look in the mirror, transfigured his hair and eyebrows black, and put the lens-less glasses on. It would have been a better disguise with the beard, but this would have to do. He checked to make sure he had all he needed in his pockets, pulled his hood up, and apparated to the Burrow.

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