<div align="center"><em>Bastien Bagnold &amp; Voldemort</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>"That's fine with me. I wasn't a Slytherin either," no, Bastien had been home schooled. He wasn't a Slytherin, a Gryffindor, a Huffelpuff, or a Ravenclaw. Bastien had been spared those silly Houses by being home schooled by a blood loyalist.<br/><br/>The two started towards the house and he agreed that they should put some kind of notice up that they were in there. The Death Eaters were getting more destructive and the last thing he wanted was a roof caving in on him. It would do him no good to be injured and needing a medi-witch. It would be hell to explain why he needed fixing up. His mother would kill him if someone else didn't first. He could easily imagine his mother strangling the life out of him for being caught in a place like this.<br/><br/>Bastien watched the other wince and strain as if he'd just been hit with something. Bastien raised his wand, ready to disapparate out of here if it was the Aurors coming down. But the other hadn't been hit by a curse or spell. It appeared to be something inside of the Death Eater causing the problem and he returned the glare from behind his cloth mask when he was nearly accused of doing something. Bastien was well above cursing someone from behind. Then there was the dare. Well, Bastien wasn't about to wimp out of something like that. It was risky for him to go see the Dark Lord. It was true that Voldemort knew of him and the information he'd passed on through his cursed messengers, but they had never met face to face before, "I've never backed down from a dare before and I do not intend to now..." he said bluntly as he followed after the Death Eater.<br/><br/>The Death Eater lead him up towards the graveyard and Bastien started to second guess his choice.<br/><br/>Voldemort was mildly surprised when more than just Barty showed up. In fact, he was a little angry. Barty should know better than to bring others along when he was called privately. Still, the sight of someone that was<em>not</em>a Death Eater was amusing. One look into Bastien's mind, which Bastien was well aware was happening, told him who the cloth mask wearer was. The son of the Minister. Bastien had given him a lot of useful information over the past few years. He could never really trust the young wizard because of how closely he was connected with the Aurors Office and other blood traitors.<br/><br/>"Bastien Bagnold," he hissed with mild amusement, "How surprising to see you here..." this outing obviously causes a bit of panic in the young wizard as he starts to fidget a little, "And with Barty no less..." again, this gets a very obvious reaction from the wizard as Bastien stares at the Death Eater in slight amazement, "I have a job for you..." he comments to Barty, "As you might be aware, we had a traitor in our group some time ago," he motions to the body that was once Damien's father, "Now that it has been taken care of, I want the filthy, part-giant taken care of as well," he would go to whatever means he felt necessary to get what he needed, "He has served his purpose and is of no use to the future of our cause. Take care of it," he waved the two wizards off before letting Nagini coil around his shoulders and started hissing in his ear.<br/><br/>Bastien was shocked to find out who this Death Eater was. He'd never actually spoke with Barty Crouch Jr or even Crouch Sr, but he had seen them around the Ministry. He also looked around a little to make sure no one else was around to hear who he was. Bastien wanted as few people to know he was here as possible. More so since he'd just heard Voldemort personally order the death of someone.