The Grounds

Scabior: I rolled my eyes. "Where is 'e then?"

Narcissa: "Are you sure?" I asked worriedly.

Yaxley: "Do I look like the keeper of Severus Snape?"

Draco: "Yes."

Scabior: "Apparently not," I shrugged.

Narcissa: "Do you want to go to the Hospital Wing to get your face taken care of?"

Yaxley: "What do you need?"

Draco: I nodded.

Scabior: "Well, I was told to check in an hour ago, but it seems as though all of you were too busy, because no one was here, or at the Ministry,"

Narcissa: I nodded and started into the school.

Yaxley: "We had something more important to do than listen to you drone on and on believe it or not. Do you have anything important to report?"

Draco: I followed her.

Scabior: I rolled my eyes. "Well, apparently 's not important," I muttered.

Yaxley: "I'll be the judge of that."

L. Voldemort: I Apparated right outside the protective enchantments and walked with purpose onto the castle grounds.

Scabior: "Fine, then. There's a... sort of refugee camp, I suppose I'd call it. Full of 'alf breeds and mudbloods," I said. "There's too few of us Snatchers to infiltrate it 'rselves,"

Yaxley: "More incompetent than I'd imagined...." I muttered.

L. Voldemort: I walked up behind Yaxley.

Scabior: "Incompetent? Right... I think it's more that there aren't many of us," I muttered, before glancing at the Dark Lord and bowing. "My Lord,"

Yaxley: I turned and nodded, "My Lord."

L. Voldemort: "What is going on here?"

Greyback: I bowed my head. "My Lord,"

Scabior: "I was just reporting in, My Lord, and Yaxley 'ere seems to think 'e can insult me."

L. Voldemort: "Yes, he seems to think he can do many things that he shouldn't, but that is neither here nor there. What is the report, might I ask?"

Scabior: "Yes, well, as I just told Yaxley, there's a refugee camp we found. Full'f 'alf breeds and mudbloods, it's far too large for our meager forces to infiltrate ourselves, my Lord,"

L. Voldemort: "Yes, I'm sure it is." I turned to Greyback, "Form a group to go to the camp. Bring them back...alive."

Greyback: I nodded and walked into the school to find people to take with me, nodding to Scabior to follow.

L. Voldemort: I turned and waited for Lucius and Bellatrix.

(How does this work! I Disapparated before you! lol)

Bellatrix: I Apparated to the grounds and walked over to my master ready for anything he need done.

Lucius: I Apparated and looked around pleased they I saw neither Narcissa or Draco. I was confident that they'd gone into hiding. I walked over to where Bellatrix and the Dark Lord stood.

("Wow. You have unlimited power *awe*" I seem to remember these words exiting your mouth. This is why the magic of me is possible.)

L. Voldemort: I turned and walked into the school when they caught up to me.

Greyback: I pushed the doors to the school open and walked purposefully out.

Rookwood: I followed him with my own followers.

Greyback: I bowed as I approached the Dark Lord. "My Lord... we're ready to depart,"

Scabior: I exited the school and stood near the front of the group.

Lucius: I followed the Dark Lord.

Bellatrix: I walked slightly ahead of Lucius when I saw Greyback looking all high and mighty.

L. Voldemort: "Good. Very good. You had quite a good turn out," I commented.