His

Voldemort moaned in pleasure as I licked up the cum I didn’t quite catch. I was bored so when he came back I was just dying to do something, he stroked my hair and said ‘good girl’ like I was dog, I didn’t care though I was used to that sort of thing.

“How is my beauty?”

“Good, you didn’t supply me with any clothes, was you expecting me to spread my legs for you?”, I raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

“I prefer seeing all of you, you have nothing to hide from me”, he licked his lips

“Could you at least give me something to wear while you’re not here? Id feel so exposed of one of your followers popped in”, I added

“They wont but ill get you some clothes later, is everything else fine then?”

“Yes but I just get a bit bored when you’re not around, im not being selfish I just need something to do other than read Tom”

“I understand but there isn’t much you can do, I have nothing to offer you entertainment wise when im not around and I cant let you leave this place-you at a high risk of either being kidnapped, attacked or anything!”

“Oh the irony”, I smirked, “Isn’t there anything I can do? I’ve been in this room more or less every hour of every day since I’ve been here, I know its your decision but im just requesting”

“I suppose I could grant you freedom as long as you don’t leave the grounds, I have a few rooms you may find interesting and entertaining in their own way”

“Oh that would be brilliant!”, I gasped and hugged him, the first hug I’ve ever given him, maybe the first he’s ever received, “Thank you, you have been good to me. Is there a reason if I may ask?”

“Nothing in particular, I just prefer to see you happy than sobbing in a corner like a pathetic slave”

“I am still a slave though”, I said simply, he looked at me a bit annoyed

“Yes you are. And that’s not ever going to change, you may be my wife but you live to serve me”, I looked away from him and sat down on the armchair by the fire.

“I know”, I replied simply, I felt his hand on my shoulder.

“I prefer you happy but don’t expect me to allow you to be disrespectful in anyway, in future I will Crucio you and much worse”.

“Im sorry, its just hard. Im the slave of the dark lord and now his wife and im mostly happy about it, that’s not right is It? Im so confused, im supposed to be so sad and angry-well most would expect that, but im not. I love being here now, I think its because im your wife, not just a slave”, he clutched both of my shoulders and sucked lightly on my neck

“You don’t realise how much your turning me on right now…but I just came in to tell you I will be gone for a few days, im going abroad to personally extract information and dispose of a ministry employee who could be useful”

“A few days? I cant exactly object but im going to be lonely”, I moaned in pleasure as he left a love bite on my neck.

“You’ll have access to the whole house and many of my followers will be about so you wont be alone, you will be in no danger but if in the very unlikely time you feel unsafe just come here, no one can enter apart from those who have been given personal permission. Is that good enough for you?”

“Yes”, I smiled circling the mark on my neck, “Something to remind me of you?”

“I don’t think you need it, but bruises on your perfect skin is a sign of ownership”

“Or a sign of abuse”, I joked but as I felt his hands tighten I quickly added, “Im kidding, im used to and now like being owned by the most powerful man in the world”, he loosened his grip but I knew he left finger marks.

“Just remember who you belong to, your mine”, he said sternly, I nodded.

“Maybe I can get to know your followers a bit better why your away”

“They are not allowed to touch you, so you will be deeply punished if you go around trying to seduce them!”

“That’s not what I had in mind, im allowed to talk to them aren’t I?”, he hardly nodded, “I don’t like your followers anyway they hate me seeing as im muggleborn and I can just tell being alone with them will give them ideas-regardless if they can or cant”

“You are the safest you could possibly be!”

“If you say so, can I leave when you go?”

“Yes but first Severus will come up to see you, you need a fertility potion as you haven’t had one since the last time”

“Couldn’t I already be pregnant?”

“No, I cast temporary spells on you but they don’t last longer than a night. Its just because I don’t want any offspring in the way at the moment”

“Very well Tom, ill see you when you’ve finished murdering whoever you’ve gone to kill”, I said in a bored tone.

“Don’t worry you’ll get to kill more people in the future”

“What! I don’t want to kill people and what do you mean by that?”

“You are a natural born killer, you’ll be useful in a duel”, he said seductively then gave me a red dress he made appear, “Ill be back in a few days”, he added finally and kissed my lips. Then he was gone.
‘Natural born killer’, he makes me sound like something on a nature programme.
Seems strange yesterday I was married to him, I had shared passion and ‘love’ with him…is it love I feel for him? He was wrong about himself feeling it, he never would be able to could he? I wondered on that thought for a few moments as I pulled on the dress when I heard a swish of a cloak.

“Good day Severus?”

“You could say so milady”, he replied curtly, I turned to see him sitting on the sofa by the fire while gazing at me. I nodded and sat opposite him where he gave me a potion which I quickly drank, no longer able to have a baby, it was for the best.

“I told you not to call me that”

“And I told you that it wanted to. So not as happy as last night it seems?”

“Its not that, I don’t really know…well it doesn’t really matter.

“I see you’ve already had some action today”, he smirked looking at my neck.

“I thought you weren’t interested, just something to remember him by-but its not exactly like im going to forget. Well things could be worse, at least im not imprisoned in this room anymore”, I smiled

“Still imprisoned though aren’t you”

“Rub it in why don’t you? You get to leave whenever you like, you can see Hogwarts”

“In about a fortnight I wont”, he said bitterly

“What do you mean?”, I raised an eyebrow

“I think I shouldn’t be telling you the dark lords plans, by the way Rodulphus is on the prowl for you-it seems the dark lords given him permission to ‘play’ with you, im the only one who can enter in here though. Good day milady”, he disparated before I could say another word.

Play with me? He wouldn’t allow that would he? What am is saying! Voldemort could if he wanted to…maybe he thinks he’s being to soft, I mean he has been unusually nice lately. Of course it was just to remind me. The bastard.

He cant come in here but im not being imprisoned like I had been for the last few months, I decided to adventure out of the room.
“Nice try”, I said aloud before walking out of the room, my dress swaying with each step I took, I had no underwear but that was Voldemort’s style-easy access.

I wondered along the hallways, passing a few doors when I decided to just take a peak in one. I turned the handle of the door by the stairs, wondering what it could hold. A large room full of tables and shelves. It felt really creepy as I went along them seeing them crammed with dark items, including a few things I had seen in Borgin and burkes like the broken cabinet which seemed to be fixed, some nasty looking torture instruments and some old body parts by the looks of it-complete with spatters of blood. I left nearly a quickly as I came.

Noticing a tiny stone stairway leading upwards I decided to follow that seeing as I’ve never been up before. It got colder and more breezy, I thought I knew what I was and I was right, a small owlery, maybe a dozen owls of all sizes perched up. Who knew one person needed so many? I held out my arm to a eagle own which it quickly sat on, I stroked its feathers kindly as it hooted happily.

“Such a beautiful bird, I almost forgot you kind existed”, I told it even though I knew it couldn’t understand, when I noticed it had a not attached to its leg, curiously I untied it just before it flew out of the window out of sight.

Milord, I give good news that the task is completed and ready to be used at your wish, DM

Scribbled down simply from which was obviously Draco, what was he up to, could it be connected to what Snape was going on about? I wanted to stay a bit longer but the cold air was too much for my body only covered by such a thin dress. I wanted to adventure some more but when I got to the bottom of the stairs I felt a big pair of hands catch my shoulders and cover my mouth.

“So you went and killed my brother did you? You may have the dark lords blessing but I deserve any revenge I wish to take milady”, I felt Rodulphus hard breath against my neck, “No point screaming because no ones coming”, he loosened his grip from my mouth as he dragged me along the hall.

“Get off of me! What do you want!”, I said through gritted teeth

“I want to hear you scream and you will”, he promised pushing me into a small room with only a table and double bed, I struggled to get out but it was useless and he was right, no one was coming.
“Crucio!”, I screamed and cried-unable to stop myself, he halted where I found myself on the bed.

“Stay away from me!”, I screamed, I felt anger boiling inside of me not fear.

“I don’t think so”, he smirked and climbed on top of me, he pulled up my dress, “Ready for me are you?”, with that I spat in his face, pathetic maybe but it was my only defence. He whack me hard in the face which I knew caused some damage, I felt the blood trickle down my cheek. He thrust into me hard, I wasn’t going to give in, I tried to push him off me but he just went in deeper and deeper, it didn’t pleasure or hurt me though. I just felt cold inside.

“Get off of me!”, I said not giving him the satisfaction of my screams but he also wouldn’t give in trying to, he hit me all over, scratched, bit and pinched my skin. I only let out a few painful murmurs but no I wouldn’t give in.

Then I felt it, my anger was rising past anything I’ve ever felt, my body wasn’t his, it was Voldemort’s and I wasn’t going to have him inside of me anymore! I closed my eyes when I felt it even more, something inside of me boiling as I opened them again I felt power rush through and out of me. Rodulphus was thrown back where he hit the wall.

“What the? What did you do you little slut!”, he shouted furiously getting up,

“I. Am. Not. A. Slut!”, I screamed and a bolt of green light hit him. His crumpled body fell to the floor. He was gone. Dead. Yet another Lestrange had left the world because of me.
I stood up weakly staring at his corpse, how did I do that? He took away my magic! I tested it by attempting to heal a cut on my arm without my necklace but nothing happened. What in the world? I cant be capable of murder but not anything else!
I needed someone, Snape, he would still be about but where?

“Severus Snape?”, I called aloud but obviously nothing happened. I had to find him, he would have a potions room somewhere because he was always nearby. I dashed out with a slight limp, opening every door I passed, I saw some horrible and unusual things but I had no time to look around. I kept shouting ‘Snape!’ as loud as I could as I looked around but everywhere was deserted. On my way down the stairs I heard a small pop.

“What are you doing shouting my name about like that!”, he asked very annoyed, I turned round, “What happened to you?”

“Rodulphus-”, I began but he cut in

“I don’t care if he hurt you, I would heal you later but don’t go round shouting about-”

“I killed him!”, I exclaimed over his words, he stopped talking abruptly and looked at me weirdly.

“What?”

“I don’t know! He was in the middle of raping and doing whatever to me when I felt something inside of me, the next thing I know he’s across the room on the floor…and that’s when I killed him, Avada Kedavra without the words out loud”, I said quickly, “Please, I didn’t know what to do”

“Where is he?”, he said quietly, I didn’t answer but led the way quickly, he was where I left him.
“You did this?”, he asked shocked

“Yes”

“Ill inform the dark lord, the body must be left until then. Come”, he said in one still tone. We arrived back in the chambers where I fell to the floor and pulled my knees to my chest.

“What have I done? I don’t know what happened I was just so…angry! I didn’t want my body used like it was his, I belong to the dark lord no one else. What’s happening to me? He took away my magic so I couldn’t use it!”

“It seems you are most powerful when you are angry, so powerful that you can break the dark lords barriers on you…”, he replied after some thought, “Let me heal you, he did some damage to you”, I didn’t reply but winced as I felt my body heal.

“Don’t remove the dark lords marks he left, I would prefer it”, he nodded. I don’t know why I wanted the small bruises he had left on me, then again I didn’t know why I just killed another person. “thank you”, I muttered watching him carefully, “You think I am evil”

“No I don’t. I knew, well everyone knows you have a darkness in you, maybe its for the best that your coming to terms with it”

“Whatever…its just the horcrux giving a vibe or something”

“No its in you already, you have Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and slytherin magic in you. Brave, loyal, clever and cunning. The dark lord just pulled your dark interior out more, he didn’t give it to you. You‘ve had this conversation so many times before and yet you still pretend you don’t have it”

“No I wont, not anymore. I don’t want it but I know its true. I like being in the dark lords presence he makes me feel…full? Like the thing missing from me is put back”, I said as I realised what I was saying was true.

“Understandable”

“Why would you say that?”

“You like him more than you think, at your wedding you had love in your eyes”

“I know”

“You know?”, he raised his eyebrows

“Yes. Hard to believe isn’t it? I’ve fallen for the fucking dark lord”

“Well, that’s surprising. I knew you liked him more than you let on but…well…anyway change subject, what have you done today?”

“well apart from murdering another evil git I’ve done nothing today and probably wont for the next few days of my life, can you suggest something? Id rather not dwell on the fact I have killed for the second time in two days”, I said in a bored tone, after being healed it didn’t feel like such a big deal committing such a crime, I am so wrong.

Sick. Wrong. Pathetic. That’s what could be said about me.
I didn’t mean it though, he was attacking me!

“Maybe I could tutor you? Teach you some stuff you would of done a Hogwarts”, he suggested, I instantly brightened up.

“Really!…but why?”, I added suspiciously.

“Sympathy maybe? Im joking, I have taken a liking to you since you’ve been here, I despised you as my student but you are different here, you deserve it”

“Oh right, well thank you”, I smiled and walked through to the library with him behind,

“Your welcome milady”, I sat down on one of the sofas while he sat opposite me.

The beginning of my first lesson led to one nearly everyday for the next few days.

That was until the end of the week.

I was lounging on a sofa in the Library when I hear a massive bang behind me. I spun my hear round and felt my heart nearly break out of its cage. Voldemort was weakly leaning against the wall drenched in blood.

“What happened!”, I shrieked jumping up to him

“Get Severus…”, he croaked before falling to the floor.

The dark lord was at my feet, moments from death-if he could. I could easily leave, run away but I didn’t.

After a few seconds looking on in shock I fell to my knees and clutched his body, not wanting to leave him.

“SEVERUS! PLEASE COME I NEED YOU!”, I shouted at the top of my lungs, “Please…”
I grasped the necklace around my neck and pressed it against a few slashes across him chest, they instantly healed so I treated as many as I could. A pop was heard.

“What is it now-”, Snape cut off when he looked down, “Move away Hermione”, I instantly did as he made various potions appear and poured them down Voldemort’s throat.
A few minutes later, the colour had come back to Voldemort’s cheeks but he was still unconscious, Snape levitated him to the bedroom and laid him down.
“He is fine now but just needs the rest, whatever happened it must have been bad. I’ve never seen the dark lord so injured”

“How could it have happened?”

“I have no idea. He was away as you know and due to come back later today, he had no one with him”, he replied cleaning away the blood staining his clothes, “You should leave him, it wont help”

“No, im staying”, I whispered, laying on the bed facing him.

I had an opportunity to run, hide-anything. But I didn’t take it, instead I helped the man who destroyed my life.
Maybe I do love him. Really.
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Voldemort injured? Is that even possible? Of course! He’s only human-maybe a supreme one though.
Once again she shows her powers-evolving the more anger she expresses, she doesn’t fear anyone anymore just the dark lords mercy and his health now I suppose?
Will the story end with a happy dark lady or a happy not so dark one-will happiness even be there?
Just a thing to get you thinking :)