~*~HARRY POTTER AND THE SAVAGE GARDEN CONCERT~*~ ~*~Chapter Nine~*~
"Leonie, how could you?"
Things were becoming stranger by the minute. Here was Leonie Messer, personal assistant to Savage Garden, now being a Death Eater. Or was she You-Know-Who in disguise? No one really knew.
"Who...who's she? Who's Leonie?" asked Harry, his eyes too blurred to see. He was using all his energy to get himself back together - he must fight this evil force that's sucking his life away.
"Leonie...she was our personal assistant..." said Daniel, "Or at least we thought so..."
"Oh, I always WAS your PA - always supporting Savage Garden," said Leonie, using her usual voice. "It's just that I've decided to support Voldemort too."
"YOU SAID HIS NAME!" yelled Ron. His arms were defensively surrounding Harry, who didn't seem to be any better.
"Well, of course, silly," sneered Leonie. "I'm his SUPPORTER, why would I be scared of his name?"
"Leonie..." gasped Darren, standing up and bravely facing Leonie. "Why are you doing this?"
"Why? I'll tell you why!" yelled Leonie, pushing Darren away. Daniel and Hermione managed to catch Darren before he dropped to the ground.
"I always knew Darren had some magic inside of him, ever since we first met. I always thought it was natural human attraction or something, but when Darren confided in me that he was a wizard, well...I hungered for his powers. I saw him do anything he wants, get anything he desired. And I wanted that power for myself. But Darren refused to teach me his art, saying that I was a Muggle, that I wasn't born with it." She eyed the sprawled-out Darren with contempt.
"Then one day I bumped into this odd fellow down the street. He said his name was Tom Riddle, said he knew about my thirst for magic. He told me that it was acceptable, encouraged even, to strike revenge on Darren for his stubborn refusal. He struck a deal with me - magical powers in exchange for my services to him. I have been serving him since, but it wasn't until recently that he told me his real self, and about his main goal. He said that if I help him achieve his goal, I would gain ultimate powers and rule the world together with him."
"What was that goal, Leonie Messer, huh?" snared Darren, battling to get up. The push drained him of precious energy. "To get revenge on me?"
"Oh, that was my personal goal," hissed Leonie, her voice slowly turning masculine and horrific. "The main goal was to kill Harry Potter...my dream and desire even since the rat was born."
It was clear now that it wasn't Leonie speaking, but Voldemort...speaking through Leonie's body.
"What do I have to do with it?" yelled Daniel. "Does making me Darren's friend, being a Muggle, does it become a crime?"
"Oh Daniel, let me tell you something," said Leonie/Voldemort. "The wizarding media would never allow Muggles into their airwaves. Even if they were musical partners of wizards or witches. But do you know why Savage Garden made it both ways, Daniel Jones? The Muggle media were too stupid to check your real identities, and besides, you aren't even Daniel Jones, musical Muggle extraordinaire, anyway. No, your musical talent would not allow for that."
"Then WHAT AM I?!?" shouted Daniel. Leonie flashed a sinister smile.
"Why, you're one of the most famous wizards of our time...you're actually Gilderoy Lockhart."
