... The wonderful wizard of oz

"T-Tom, W-what is that?" he said as he backed up suddenly. I looked in his direction and saw a cloaked figure reaching towards the unicorn on the ground, it lowered its head over the wound on the animal's neck and began to drink its blood.

I smiled slightly and cast the reducto spell towards the cloaked figure. It was caught by surprise but somehow managed to dodge in time. The tree that was behind where the cloaked figure originally stood wasn't so lucky and instantly swirled and shattered into many pieces creating a very loud trunk snapping sound that reverberated throughout the forest.

Upon landing, the hooded figure raised its head and look right at me and Harry—unicorn blood was running down the side of his mouth. It got up from its kneeling position and sped towards us as its feet left the ground. I waited until he was close enough.

"Incarcerous," I said lightly, the cloaked figure who was an arm's length away couldn't dodge in time and suddenly found itself tied up by massive thick ropes, restricting all movement.

"What is that?" Harry asked in a panic as he winced in pain while grabbing his forehead. He couldn't take it and had to kneel on the ground. I didn't answer and swiftly sent another stupefy, but the target was not the cloaked figure, but Harry instead. Harry was too busy trying to tolerate the pain to notice the spell and was swiftly knocked unconscious.

I turned my head towards the cloaked figure who was wriggling around like a worm on the ground. 'I really want to kill him Drak.'

[I do too, trust me, but we don't gain anything from it, neither can you truly kill him. You will only be killing the body he is taking shelter in. there is nothing we can do to permanently kill him at this time. Therefore, we must reap the most benefits from this to make up for it.] he said logically.

I sighed softly in annoyance before observing the cloaked figure that was Voldemort.

"Why?" asked Voldemort in a raspy, aged voice as he looked at the unconscious Harry and then at me.

"Dark Lord, I am the adopted son of one of your loyal supporters, Lucius Malfoy" I said as convincingly as possible while bowing my head to hide the mockery in my gaze.

"Adopted then why do you not share the same name?" he asked with suspicion.

"Yes, adopted, my biological father, another one of your many loyal supports died his last name was Knight. He was good friends with Lucius and left me in his care, that is why I do not share the same name," I said acting as innocent as possible while faking a slight shiver.

"Interesting, I didn't know Lucius was into charity," he said with a slight trace of surprise mixed in with mockery. "But you have not answered my question," he said sternly.

"I can only thank Lucius for taking me in when he didn't have to, "I said still bowing. "My adopted father has been searching for you ever since you disappeared. Ever since I found out about the philosopher's stone, I expected you to be here to find it."

"Lucius?" Voldemort said with a disdainful snort, "out of all my servants who would have expected that Lucius would be so loyal."

"Dark lord, do you need my help with anything, maybe acquiring the philosopher's stone?" I said, "As the son of your most loyal servant, I am willing to serve." I straightened my back and looked at him.

"Why attack me, if you knew it was me under the hood?" he asked.

"Would you want a useless person helping you?" I asked back instead of answering.

"No, I would not,"

"Exactly, therefore it was done to prove my worth to you, to show you that I am worthy enough to serve you."

Voldemort nodded slightly with a pensive look for a moment. "Fine, I'll give you a chance to prove yourself," he said after a few seconds of thought.

"Thank you," I said while bowing again. As much as I didn't want to, the show must go on.

"I suggest the Dark lord, to get out of here since the grounds-keeper and other students would have heard my use of the reducto spell, they will probably be here any moment now," I said with a bit of anxiousness in my voice.

Voldemort looked at me deeply for a second before nodding, "wait for my future order."

"How will I contact you?" I said quickly as Voldemort was about to turn and leave.

"I have… connections inside," he said mysteriously and quickly fled into the never-ending darkness that submerged the entire forest.

When Drak told me that Voldemort had left the 100-meter radius I dropped the anxious shivering act and spat on the ground. "Fucking clown," I hissed.

[Who? You?] asked Drak with a laugh. I ignored him and cast a spell that launched a flare into the air. I turned and looked towards the unconscious Harry and left him there since there was no point in doing anything to him. He would wake up by himself shortly anyway.

I therefore sat on the tree roots nearby and looked at the dead Unicorn lying motionless on the ground. It had lost all of its brilliance and was only left with a dull white coloured pelt. Such a majestic creature used as a health pack; life is cruel.

As I was deep in thought a deep voice came from behind me.

"Are you ok?" it asked. I turned around sharply acting on edge and only 'relaxed' when I saw a centaur looking at me with a surprised expression.

"You're not afraid of me?" he asked in a pleasantly surprised way.

"Well, after what we just encountered, I don't think you scare me much, " I said with a shrug. The centaur looked at me with surprise and concern.

"But where are my manners, Thomas Knight," I said with a nod.

"My name is Firenze, curious little human," he responded.