Mine

The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay
-Fergie-Big girls don’t cry


“Help her, or I shall kill you all without mercy!”, I growled as I watched helplessly as a team of healers worked to help her, she had just fallen down the stairs but she didn’t wake up. It reminded me of the time she was stabbed by Potter and when she tried to kill herself over the balcony, the worst days of my life.

“Milord we don’t know what’s wrong with her! She should just be a bit unconscious by the fall…it doesn’t make sense”

“well make it make sense!”, I shouted, “I want my wife healthy and well, as well as my children! Find out what wrong and sort it out!”

“but it cant be done milord! She isn’t unconscious from the fall, something else is keeping her like it, its like someone stunned her but without a way of reversing it”

“She has only a few hours left until my ancestor fucking…”, I thought aloud…she has to make a horcrux and I have a feeling she wont wake until its too late…someone has made her stay like this!

“Fix her”, I finished before apparating to my study to knock back a fire whiskey, fuck, I was in deep shit.

Only an hour earlier had a house elf timidly interrupted my meeting to tell me of an incident, in the hospital wing lay my woman, unconscious after apparently falling down the stairs. At first I thought it was nothing, why bother me for such a trivial thing? But seeing her not wake up, I became worried.

“Milord you called?”, Severus apparated in front of me urgently.

“My wife will not wake and all she did was fall down some stairs! Tell me why she is not waking!”, I demanded angrily

“Milord, she is so close to being cursed by Slytherin ancient spell, that I believe she wont be waking anytime soon. She will awaken when the curse begins, im sorry milord. The choice is that we hope that she will be convinced to make a horcrux when she is in that state or I recommend you order an emergency caesarean on her, she cant be saved but they can…”

“No, there must be another choice, I am not having my children born so premature that they may die or end up with disability! And don’t ever even think about my wife dying or I shall curse you into oblivion”, I fiercely stated, I was in a very angry mood and was ready to kill.

“Apologies milord, but that is the only choices there are. Your wife is strong, she may be more willing to create a horcrux during the course of the curse but she has a week, im jut thinking of the risks involved”

“it’s a risk im willing to take”, I replied truthfully, “she will awaken when the curse begins-its obvious that this would happen…”

“Milord, to keep the children safe I believe we should charm her so she doesn’t know or see she is pregnant, im sorry milord but I have no idea what she will about being pregnant when she awakens”

“Do it then, I already have a charm on her so she cant feel the bump, it annoyed me seeing her struggle with everyday things…”

“Thank you milord”

“see to it that im informed when she awakens”, I finished without awaiting a reply before apparating far away…

*

Darkness. That is all I can see, my eyes are closed and unwilling to open. The voice that surrounded me earlier faded and are gone, im alone.
What is going to happen to me? I want to cry but I cant, I just feel things getting darker and darker as if I will never awaken…
Why wont Voldemort…Tom help me? I call for him but he cant hear.

Green light.

*

(A/n-This is still Hermione but its not exactly her…)

Green light.

I gasp as I sit up suddenly and open my eyes wide as I look down at myself, looking at hands…my hands, touching my body…this is mine? I like it…
Where am I? I don’t even know who I am…but im not weak, oh no…I can feel strength in blood being pumped round my body.

“Hermione-I mean, milady, you’re awake!”, a surprised voice says from a desk over in the corner of the room I was in. Is that my name then? I like it…
“Milady, I must inform the dark lord at once”

“No, I don’t think so…Avada kedavra!”, I curse the woman-I suspect who is a healer, to the ground.
Slipping out of the hospital bed, I walked slowly over to the frail corpse of the old witch and couldn’t help but smirk, “such a pity…”

*

“Milord, milord! Koffy just sees miss k-kill healer!”, a house elf apparated to my side suddenly. I was shocked to hear the sound of apparition as no one knew where I was, by the cave where I took those two children when I was only a child myself…“Milord!”

“I hear you, it’s a good thing I made sure you house elves know my location at all times then. Where is she?”

“Koffy knows nothing, miss isn’t miss anymore!”, it cried. After a moment of almost torturing the thing for annoying me, I knew I had to do something, anything to help Hermione.

*

What sort of wizard places a witch in some skimpy black night dress when she is in a hospital? Whoever this guy was, he was already angering me…just little things annoyed me about him even though I hadn’t even met him before.

“What are you doing here-”, some wizard I sort of felt like I recognised almost walked into me in the first floor hallway. “-oh, I trust you are well?”

“Ive never been better”, I replied coldly, but confused as I felt I recognised the wizards longish black hair and hook nose-though surprisingly he had some sort of sexy aura about him. “You are Severus Snape, Minister of Magic and former potions master at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry”, I smirked as he nodded, I know things without actually knowing.

“Are you looking for the dark lord?”, he raised an eyebrow curiously.

“No, I don’t know what you are babbling about. Be grateful I haven’t killed or harmed you, but everyone I have come across so far has mentioned a ‘dark lord‘, ill keep you alive as I think I know you and I know you know whoever he is, tell him ill be seeing him sometime soon”, I growled before lowering my eyes to his wand held tightly in his right hand, “I have places to be”.

“im sure you do”

“Id clean up the mess downstairs if I was you”, I laughed before disaparating to a random location.
I didn’t question how I knew where places were or who people were-everything was printed inside my mind even though I had no memories before waking up in the hospital. I just knew I had to hurt people, kill those who shouldn’t live, and I needed power and knowledge…

“Trafalgar square, London”, I stated as I apparated into a recognisable street filled with strangers, “let the fun begin…”

*

“the headlines tomorrow are going to be ‘Massacre in muggle London‘-Trafalgar square to be exact milord”, Lucius mentioned briefly pissing me off a lot, getting himself a touch of the cruciatus. After his screams faded I was able to concentrate again.

“I want it all covered up, see to it that it is done...someone”, I was stressed as I sat around a large table seated with all my deatheaters-quite a few when included with my inner circle also. I wasn’t stressed that she was on a murderous spree-in fact it made me proud, it was the fact the curse making her do it would kill her unless I convinced her to create a horcrux.
“Snape informs me she wants to see me at some point, I don’t want that, I want to be the one who sees her not the other way round. She hasn’t left London and I don’t believe she has any plans to leave the country at all, she will only go places she has been in the past-…”

“Milord, may I ask why our lady is acting so unlike herself?”

“You may ask, I have no intention in asking though. She may leave the country to go to France, she stayed in a village for a while there but I don’t believe she will stay long, there is nothing much there to my knowledge”

“I want death eaters scattered around England as well as Hogwarts and Hogsmeade in Scotland. Do not try to approach her unless you are asking for a death sentence, just inform me straight away. I want all of you to make sure everything else in the country is working smoothly but make sure you are on the look out as well. Whoever gives me her location first will be rewarded greatly”, that got their attention more…
“What are you waiting for?”, I sighed while leaning back into my seat, a sudden dash of wizards left me alone with just Snape for company.

“She’s only killing muggles and mudbloods milord, though she has killed a few half bloods if they get in the way of anything according to reports from various sources”

“That’s all she knows, he curse makes her believe that she is made to rid the world of things that don’t belong…she wont touch a pureblood at all unless she the pureblood begins combat. Ive done my research Severus”

“I believe she will appreciate it when she’s better milord, she loves you so much its quite unbelievable looking at how she was when she first met you”

“Ah yes, unexpected things always happen, though she told me to ‘expect the unexpected’, she was right. Onto more important matters, I haven’t tried forcing her to meet using our binding charm because I was unsure if it work or not”

“ I think it may just work milord, but I don’t think it would be wise to let her know she is bound to you”

“You are correct, I shall do it at nightfall, she must sleep! Go back to the ministry to make sure things are ok there then go get some rest, if you overwork yourself you will be useless”

“Thank you milord, as soon as you need me I will be here”

“Good, im grateful how well you have performed lately Severus”

“Thank you milord…I forgot to mention, Narcissa is divorcing Lucius”

“He failed to mention it…very well, I see she is happier with you anyway. If I told you this when I first won the war, you would believe I was mad, though I hope you understand how certain things have changed about me”

“I had noticed milord”

“Good, she hasn’t changed me, I just prefer being in love with her than hating her”

“I know milord, though love can be tricky. I will leave then”, he finished before disaparating to the ministry.
Having ‘normal’ conversations with people, especially those who are as near to friends I would have, is quite a nice thing to do…

“why couldn’t you have been interested in killing people before!”, I groaned with a fire whiskey in my hand as I walked to the bedroom, “the only one who gets to decide my wife’s fate is me! Lord Voldemort!”

“You are quite big headed”, I heard a familiar females voice say in front of me by the door of the bedroom yet there was no one there.

“Show yourself”

“Fine”, she whispered silkily, I had her up against the wall before she even finished removing the invisibility charm on her. She giggled as I locked my hands on her arms so she couldn’t move and wore a smirk she never usually wore before.

“You are the dark lord I take it?”

“Yes Hermione”

“You know me, that’s good…”, it didn’t sound like her at all, the way she spoke.

“Aren’t you supposed to be out killing the unworthy?”

“I told Severus Snape that I would come to meet you as apparently you rule everyone. Though I don’t know you, we’ve never met. I know everyone else’s names who I have supposedly met in the past, but I have no idea who you are, I only know you are the dark lord by how everyone addresses you”, she stated confused in tone.

“You don’t know who I am?”

“I just said that didn’t I. Now unhand me before I blast away your hands”, she threatened casually but fiercely at the same time. I let go of her arms but dragged her into the bedroom and locked the door so she couldn’t escape, I had already placed anti-disaparation charms around the room.
“Tell me who your are and why I was in your hospital”

“I am lord Voldemort, that is all you need to know Hermione, you will not be leaving this room until further notice-”

“-Crucio!”, she cursed me causing me pain but I didn’t flinch. “You are a powerful wizard…why would a dark wizard such as yourself want to stop me?”, she sat gracefully on the end of the bed

“I have my reasons, I am surprised at you. You come to my home, and just want to talk”

“I came here to see the dark lord himself-you have the same mark as me”, she whispered as she noticed me and her shared the same mark on our arms, the mark I gave both of us to show commitment. She stood up again to touch my arm and feel around the mark.
“I still don’t know who you are, but I would like to know why I have the same mark as you…tell me who you are”, she demanded darkly.

“You should work on that attitude…I am Lord Voldemort, birth name Tom Riddle, last living descendant on Salazar Slytherin and the only living heir”, I stated, “ring any bells?”

“No”

How did she remember everyone else she had met and not me?

“You will surrender or I shall kill you, make your mind up”

“I should kill you, but you are a descendent of my master, technically making you my master also. I wont follow your orders though, I belong to no one. But there is nothing I like more though than torturing a wizard who believes he is superior to me, you are unaffected by the curse though”

“We shall duel milady, to find who is superior then”, I told my wife who had only thoughts for darkness-my perfect woman, just it wasn’t Hermione really. I only wanted Hermione

“Very well milord“, she smirked, fully ready for some dark fun.

*

“How long have I been kicking your arse?”, I smirked as I hit him with a cruciatus curse again.

“I don’t reflect that curse because it does not affect me in anyway, though you are quite good”, he replied fiercely with a cut lip, “and I have done more damage to you than vice versa”

“I give you a cut lip and you give me a cut going from my forehead to my cheek-barely any damage from either of us”

“you are correct, though you have caused some mess in my room”, he mentioned as I looked around. He was right, the room was trashed.

“petrificus totalus!”, he shouted suddenly, and I was frozen. Fucking bastard, my body fell to the floor with a painful thud as I saw him stand over me. “You were a good dueller though you were never going to win, I am lord Voldemort. You don’t know who you are, just that you were made to kill. I have a proposition for you…my followers will be here soon and I will have to kill you before their eyes. Unless…you create something to stop that happening. Have you ever heard of a horcrux?”. I stared blankly at him, wanting to murder him and cause him pain, “oh yes, you cant can you”

He released the spell leaving me very annoyed and angry, “I will kill you now if you try that again!”, lifting my back so I was half-seated on the floor watching him.

“But you cant, though I can kill you with a flick of my wand”, I lied, she couldn’t die but she didn’t know that, “I have a proposition, you may leave and do as you wish and I wont kill you-if, if you create a horcrux so you cannot die”

“Why would you want me to create something that keeps myself alive!”

“I have my reasons. Its your choice, I will let you go, I will even do an unbreakable handshake to prove it. But I believe you know im not lying, you know your master would not lie to you”, he leaned over.

“You are not my master, I serve Salazar Slytherin, I do his bidding and no one else’s”, I spat robotically, that’s all I knew in my mind.

“Im not ordering you to do anything, but I know you would prefer to live and do as you wish with the advantage of not being able to die-than dying”

“I know what a horcrux is, I fail to see why you would want me to create one”, I eyed his wand still pointing at me.

“I don’t want to risk the life of the servant of my ancestor, you are important but I would have to kill you if any of my followers saw me with you, I wouldn’t want to look weak…if you create a horcrux then if by chance I have to kill you, you just wont die. I win and so do you, or just I win, your choice”

“my ancestor would want me to do it, you are of the blood of my master, I trust you only on that level. I will do it…if you answer why I have the same mark as you”

“I shall tell you when you do the horcrux”, he growled. At least he was a strong man, quite dominating-my sort of man when he knew of my magic. “and I wont fuck such a confused witch such as yourself, when you are thinking clearly I definitely will though…”

“So the dark lord knows legilmency well then, seeing as im am highly trained in occlumency I know no one who would be able to see into my mind. I cannot help thinking about you in that way, but don’t take it personally…I feel a lot of lust, but I want others to feel pain they deserve…”

“Do you accept my offer then?”

“Yes, I know how to do it”

“there are prisoners in the dungeons downstairs-I trust you know where it is as you have already investigated my home. Take your pick…kill whoever and complete the horcrux”

“what should I use to hold it?”

“take this”, I threw her a locket with a snake on the front-a similar one to one of my own with a horcrux in. I had traced a lot of his artefacts and he had a couple of lockets, I planned to have it to protect her horcrux when it was done.

*

Fuck I wanted to fuck her. Seeing my wife, angry and fierce as well as a lust for murder…I love my Hermione and lust for her also but I hadn’t slept with her in a while because of her bump, this woman is Hermione, just without the mind and baby bump. She had the fierceness Hermione had when she was angry, and I want her, I want her bad.
She was easy to convince into creating a horcrux, anything dark caught her attention.

_

“You may stay here if you wish, though you may leave at any time, you need to rest”, I told Hermione a few hours later after she told me she had created a horcrux and left the corpse of a prisoner in the dungeons for proof. The was now in my pocket, safe for now.

“I also need to kill”, she retaliated

“Im not stopping you”

“good, because I wouldn’t want to see you try”, she threatened with a smirk, she still hadn’t cleaned up the gash I had caused going down her face but I thought best not to remind her. “I might come back”.

She didn’t come back for days, no one had seen her though she had caused a lot of trouble, experimenting with many ancient dark magic books, causing devastation on her way etc…

I was stuck. It was the day she was supposed to be killed by the curse and I heard no news from or about her. I watched the clock, waiting…would the horcrux work…wait, did she even create one or did she just lie! I had no idea but all I could do was wait. My love could be dying and I don’t know.

“milord you are needed urgently!”, Lucius barged into my study as I waited, “Its Hermione”

“where is she”
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I know a few of my chapters have been poorly wirtten lately but thats because i havent had much time lately. I hope you can just deal with the basic storyline until it improves :)