Nemesis was pacing the corridors of the elite quarter that Draco had alloted him, in the letter that he left for Master.

Master was very, very sceptical but he did follow Draco's order.

Nemesis however was having a sleepless night because he knew that he had sent Draco to his eminent demise while he himself was sitting there, enjoying the hospitality of his cousin.

"Ahhhhhhh....! "

He let out a loud roar in frustration.

"This is all that I ever wanted. I am finally at the point where I will be able to see all my plan work. Damn it! Why then am I feeling so restless? What is this...