The Eyes of the Serpent ( A Request from Femalespy) An Harry Potter USB Story

[Stormtrooper1990]

This one shot story came about from a discussion with Femalespy on the USB Discord, about the possibility of the infiltration of Hogwarts by another of Lord Voldemort's loyal followers the Death Eaters. Of course being an avid Potter fan, I had to jump at the chance. Here, young Death Eater Amelia Parkinson cousin to Pansy Parkinson, is going to be given a critical mission by Lord Voldemort, to impersonate a Hogwarts student and take her place. Following the execution of Barty Crouch Jr, at the end of the Triwizard Tournament last year Voldemort requires a new capable agent to spy on Harry and his friends, all the while guiding the Boy Who Lived into another fateful encounter with his arch nemesis. Finally after months of planning, an opportunity as finally arisen for Amelia to begin her mission in earnest. This is her story...




The sound of distant thunder could be heard as a lone female figure, walked down the long manicured lawns of Malfoy Manor. Her face was hooded, covered by a grimacing feminine visage, as she approached two tall similarly dressed men garbed head to toe in black standing either side of large wooden double doors, but their masks were Masculine. "Greetings, sister. Show us your dark mark and be welcome." Said the man on the right. The female figure rolled up the left arm of her robes, revealing a moving green tattoo of a serpent slithering through a skull. She pressed her wand to the tattoo, where it shifted and moved. " Satisfied Brother Macnair?" The girl said with a sneer as the two men nodded their satisfaction. " Apologies, Sister Parkinson. You wear the Dark Mark well. The Dark Lord is expecting you." The man to his left shook his head, unimpressed. " I wouldn't keep him, waiting, girl." He added with a condescending tone, as the doors open before her. Let them sneer thought Amelia Parkinson, we'll see who will have the last laugh when I become Lord Voldemort's chosen disciple. As she swept past the two door guards, Amelia collected her thoughts. At 20, Amelia was two years out of Hogwarts and having achieved full pass marks in her NEWT exams, had become a low level witch working in the Misuse of Magical Artifacts Office at the miniseries. But secretly, Amelia like so many of the Parkinson family was a Death Eater a follower of the Dark Lord. Both of Amelia's parents were Death Eaters, as were the parents of her cousin Pansy who was in her fifth year of Hogwarts. Amelia's family could trace their pureblood lineage, all the way back to the era of Merlin over 9 centuries past not like all the filthy blood traitors she worked with at the ministry. To Amelia those wizards and witches were no better than the filthy mudbloods who invested Hogwarts with their corruption. Under her mask she smiled, Amelia could feel the pride swell in her breast as she was about to be given a great mission, perhaps the most important one of all . As she walked in the grand hall of Malfoy Manor, she could make out the grand table in the centre where a group of three sat waiting for her. There at the head of the table was seated the Dark Lord himself, a grey pallid face akin to a serpents with blue eyes and slits for nostrils. Lord Voldemort smiled, as his great serpent and guardian Nagini coiled herself gently around him. " Ah, Miss Parkinson. A pleasure to finally meet you. Your mother as talked a great deal about you, and your desire to serve the great cause of magical purity." Voldemort turned to the woman to his right, her face covered by a red feminine grimace. Amelia recognised the unmistakable mask of her mother, Victoria. " I serve at your pleasure, Dark Lord. I'am yours to command." She said bowing her head. Voldemort smiled as he turned to the man on his left. " You could learn a thing or two from her Lucius." Lucius, his face covered by his mask but his long blonde hair loose on his shoulders. " At your pleasure, my Lord." He replied crisply. Voldemort turned his attention back to Amelia. " Remove your mask, Amelia. Let me have a look at you."





Amelia let down her hood, and took off her mask revealing a beautiful face. She had high sculptered cheekbones, angular features and almond shaped blue eyes her long raven coloured hair tied in a long ponytail. " She is a beautiful girl, Victoria. A credit to you and your pure family."Voldemort said to her mother. Victoria Parkinson bowed her head. " You do me great honour, my lord. My daughter is indeed a credit to the name of pureblood." The Dark Lord turned back to Amelia, who couldn't help but be in awe of the greatest wizard alive. " You are aware of the task, that I have laid before you, my child?" Nagini turned to her direction, hissing softly. Amelia bowed her head. " Yes, my Lord. I'am to infiltrate Hogwarts by impersonating a young Gryffindor girl. My task is to spy on the blood traitor Potter and his filthy friends, to guide him to you again. As Barty Crouch Jr did before me." Voldemort smiled, his slit like nostrils flared. " Indeed, since the untimely death of Barty Crouch who's name we should all honour I have been lacking a capable agent to be my eyes inside Hogwarts, to keep me appraised of the comings and goings of Harry Potter." Lucius shifted uncomfortably in his seat. " My lord. Draco stands ready to assist you in this regard, he has known Potter the longest. With respect to your family, Victoria your daughter is not ready for a task of this imp--" Victoria angrily cut across him. " Hold your tongue, Lucius! My daughter as been ready for this since she turned eighteen. My Amelia is the most academically gifted witch in the history of the noble house of Slytherin. Besides Lucius, where was your family after Dark Lord's physical form was destroyed by Potter, off being the Ministry's obedient serf, abandoning all we hold sacred. While the Parkinson's kept His name alive." Amelia shared a glance with her mother, although she couldn't see it, she knew her mother was beaming with pride at her. Voldemort turned to Lucius. " I' am inclined to agree, Lucius. Your family as shown itself lazy and incompetent, it will be a long time before you ever get back into my good graces. No, it is time for a fresh approach. One that Potter and his friends will never see coming." He let out a wild bark of laughter, as Nagini hissed softly snaking around her masters feet.




One month later, Halloween



Gryffindor Beatrice Stone made her way into Hogsmeade for first visit of the school term. Walking the same path she had walked for last past four years. She had agreed to meet her friends in the Three Broomsticks, after she stayed behind to help Professor Flitwick clear up the Charms classroom. At, 18 Beatrice was in her final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the dreaded NEWT year. A muggleborn girl from Nottingham, Beatrice was just has shocked as her family was when on her eleventh birthday she had recieved the fabled letter, by owl no less. Since then her life had been one long rollercoaster of awesome and Beatrice regretted none of it. Beatrice was an attractive young girl, with shallow cheekbones rounded features and pale green eyes framed by shoulder length ash blonde hair. She was wearing her long black school robe, with the Gryffindor House logo on her left breast. Underwhich she wore a grey v neck jumper, with red gold lining on the collar and a white shirt, a matching red gold tie cinched around her throat. A charcoal black knee length skirt with her long legs covered with sheer black tights and black sensible pumps. Beatrice suppressed a shudder as she walked passed the Shrieking Shack, she never could pluck up the courage to enter. The place, even without all the rumours from the locals, reminded her of the Amityville house or perhaps The Bates motel. Strangely, she thought she saw a black vaguely feminine figure stand in the open doorway of the creepy building. " Hey wait? You cannot go in there it's not safe." She shouted up to the masked girl, but she merely turned and walked in. Her courage overriding her common sense, Beatrice went inside. As she entered the dilapidated house, she looked around the rundown cobweb infested room, to find a glimpse of black shoot up the staircase in front of her. " Wait, girl. What are you doing in here? Stop!" Beatrice ran up the stars, taking three at a time until she came upon a rundown moth infested bedroom with a cauldron at the centre. It contained a thick grey bubbling potion. She looked up to see a girl standing behind the cauldron, wearing all black robes, her face covered by a dark blue grimacing mask. Beatrice suddenly felt afraid of this mysterious stranger. " W-who are you? What do you want?" She said fear writ heavy in her voice. The girl cocked her head. "What I want? I want to be you." Before she could draw her own wand, the mysterious girl had hers already pointed at her chest. " Stupefy!" She cried as a red flash erupted from the tip of her wand, hitting her square in her chest. Beatrice let out a pained sigh as she crumpled to the floor unconscious.




" Gryffindors, always so predictable. A Slytherin wouldn't have fallen for that. Stupid bitch." Amelia said to the unconscious girl, as she stripped off her mask and robes, including her underwear. Then kneeling by the unconscious Gryffindor, Amelia started to undress her. She got to work removing the girl's robes and shoes, then leaning the unconscious girl's body against her Amelia pulled her grey v neck jumper over her head. After loosing the girls tie, looping it over her head, Amelia unbuttoned her white shirt slipping it off her shoulders and exposing the girl's breasts covered in a plain white low cut t-shirt bra. Deciding that she would also need the girls underwear as part of the disguise, Amelia unclasped the unconscious girl's bra working the undergarment off her shoulders, revealing a pair of small but buoyant B-cup breasts with circular light pink perky areolas. Amelia let the half naked girl slump back onto the floor, as she clasped on her stolen bra. Rolling the unconscious girl, onto her side Amelia unzipped her skirt from the rear then peeled off the skirt from around the girls' waist and down her long legs. With the skirt off, Amelia took care to remove the girl's sheer black tights, making sure not to ladder them as she pulled them off one leg at a time. Despite her own reservations, Amelia whipped off the unconscious girl's matching white thong, pulling the stolen panties up between her legs, affording her a view of the Gryffindors small pink vulva crowned with a trimmed strip of ash blonde pubic hair and tight pert arse. Amelia quickly got dressed in her stolen uniform, when she was finished Amelia took a few hairs from the girls head, dropping them into the cauldron full of polyjuice juice. Then using a simple binding spell, Amelia bound the girls arms and legs but didn't gag her not yet anyway. " Levicorpus!" She cried suspending the bound naked girl in mid air, then she cast enervate to wake her.




The naked girls eyes fluttered open as she saw Amelia standing in front of her, she panicked. " What have done to me? Are those my clothes?" Amelia pointed her wand at the terrified Gryffindor "Imperio!" She cried, casting one on the three unforgivable curses. The girl's eyes glazed over as a state of blissful ignorance enveloped her. " Shh! Don't fret, I'am not going to hurt you." Amelia lied as she continued her interrogation, she needed ever single detail of this girl's life at Hogwarts, if she was to accurately replace her. " What is your name and age girl?" The girl looked into Amelia's eyes like a long lost lover. " My name is Beatrice Stone and I'am 18, beautiful." Suppressing a slight shudder, Amelia pressed on. " What is the passphrase into Gryffindor tower?" The girl stared dreamily back at her. "That would be Widdershins." Amelia continued with her interrogation for another several minutes, gleaning a whole range of useful facts from her place of birth, parents and the names of her friends, to her daily routine, mannerisms. Finally Amelia asked the all important question. " Are you pureblood or muggleborn." When the ensorcelled Beatrice replied, she felt dirty. She would be impersonating a flithy mudblood, it was bad enough she was already wearing the girls 'clothes but she would soon be wearing her face, being her, speaking with her disgusting voice. Suppressing the urge to simply kill her now with the killing curse, Amelia weighed up her options, it would be more prudent to keep her alive at least in the short term. She would have ready supply of hair, if she ran out then the girls pubic hair would also suffice, Amelia could also learn the girls mannerisms all the better to accurately replace her. And once her mission was complete, then she would snuff out the mudblood's life. Amelia conjured a gag around the girls' mouth and levitated her naked body under the bed. With Beatrice secured Amelia walked over to the cauldron, taking a measure of the bubbling grey liquid in a goblet. It wasn't the first time Amelia had taken polyjuice but nothing ever prepared her for the taste or the wracking pain of the change. Steeling herself Amelia knocked back the thick grey potion, suddenly Amelia doubled over coughing as she fell to the floor on her knees. She screamed in agony as she felt her bones cracking, Amelia glanced over to a broken mirror she looked in horror as her body, face and hair changed before her eyes. Within thirty seconds, she had become a perfect replica of Beatrice Stone, an 18 year Gryffindor from Nottingham. Amelia laughed maniacally as she carressed her stolen face, for a mudblood the girl she was pretty thought Amelia. Rising from the wooden floor, Amelia took out a small hip flask given to her by her mother taking another measure of polyjuice potion and stashing it inside her stolen robes, next to the girl's wand. When she was finished, Amelia scooped up Beatrice's school bag looping it over her shoulder turning to the bed. " Goodbye for now Beatrice. I will be back soon, to keep you alive as long as you are useful. Thanks for your uniform and face, you disgusting mudblood." Amelia waved to the bed, before she turned to leave the shrieking shack.





" There you are you are, Beatrice. You had us worried." Said Beatrice's friend Candice Jenkins in a thick Welsh accent, another Gryffindor who stood next to Keira Hawksworth Beatrice's other friend. Amelia smiled using her stolen face, giving the two girls bear hugs. " Hi, Candice. It took a little longer to clear up Charms, Flitwick wouldn't let me go until all the frogs had been rescued." She said as they sat down at their table in the Three Broomsticks. The auburn haired Candice shook her head. " You do too much for Flitwick, you ever think of taking some time for yourself." The other girl Keira, a dark haired Ravenclaw girl held up her hand. " Well you are here now. What will it be a bottle of butterbeer or perhaps a gillywater, we are of age after all." Amelia herself was quite partial to a gillywater and as it turned out so was the real Beatrice Stone. " Make mine a gillywater, on the rocks." Amelia smiled as Keira disappeared to the bar to fetch their orders. The sound of the door to the pub opening drew her attention, three Gryffindors walked in and Amelia knew who they were, thanks to the reporting of the daily prophet. One was a tall ginger haired boy, who could only be the blood traitor Ron Weasley, the other a pretty long haired brunette that could only be the mudblood Hermione Granger and the last with unruly short black hair, green eyes with round wire rimmed spectacles and the unmistakable lightning bolt scar on his forehead, could only be the arch blood traitor himself, Harry Potter. Amelia wasn't impressed. As she accepted her gillywater from the clueless Keira Amelia smiled, however long it took however long she had to be this flithy little mudblood, she would fulfill her mission and live to see the Dark Lord ascendent once more. Then she would be remembered among all Death Eaters as the one who delivered the so called Boy Who Lived into her master's hands.

[simon4242]

excellent will there be an epic epilogue

[Stormtrooper1990]

THE DAILY PROPHET

21/08/97

Search for Missing Hogwarts Student Continues



By Rita Skeeter



The search for missing Hogwarts student Beatrice Stone, is in its fourth week and still no sign of the muggleborn witch. Beatrice Stone, 18, from Nottingham was reported missing after not getting off the Hogwarts Express at the end of term. Curiously, when interviewed by the prophet her friends Candice Jenkins and Keira Hawksworth, both 18, reported she was present ready to take the train home but seemly disappeared. Many had also witnessed the girl in high spirits, sitting her NEWTs. In fact her distraught parents have just received her grades, dumbfounded that their daughter had recieved such high grades. Her teachers at Hogwarts reported that her grades were slowly dipping throughout the year, and her OWL results were very poor.



Ministry Aurors are currently searching the grounds of Hogwarts and the nearby village of Hogsmeade for any signs of Stone, that includes any signs of a body, but so far haven't turned up any fresh leads. Head of the Dark Wizard Task Force Kingsley. Shacklebolt as this to say. " At this point in time, we are not ruling out foul play or the possibility that this is a hate crime. It is entirely possible that Ms Stone as run afoul of Dark Wizards. I cannot comment any further on an active investigation." This is of course entirely possible, as hate crimes against muggleborns and attacks on muggles have been on the rise. We at the prophet, will keep you updated with the latest developments in the case.



In unrelated news, we can also report the disappearances of the infamous Harry Potter, 16, and his friends Ron Weasley, 17 and Hermione Granger, 16. They disappeared shortly after getting off the Hogwarts Express. This story is covered in more detail in the last edition of the Daily Prophet.

[simon4242]

is beatrice still alive

[Stormtrooper1990]

is beatrice still alive

No, i'am afraid not. If you have read the books than you would know that Lord Voldemort doesn't leave loose ends. Besides Beatrice was a muggleborn and that was a death sentence for her any way.


Once she stopped being useful, Amelia killed Beatrice with the Avada Kedavra, the killing curse.

[simon4242]

wheres the body stormzy

[Stormtrooper1990]

wheres the body stormzy

Buried around the back of the Shreiking Shack. I doubt she will ever be found.

[simon4242]

sad