Mine

I just can’t let you go
And I hate that I love you so

One of these days maybe your magic won’t affect me
And your kiss won’t make me weak
But no one in this world knows me the way you know me
So you’ll probably always have a spell on me
-hate that I love you-Rihanna and Ne-yo


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Voldemort’s POV

I sat casually on my chair in my study, going over my thoughts, Snape was to return within the next few minutes to enlighten me on Hermione’s behaviour since I left. I could spy on her if I wanted, but where was the sense in that? The dark lord hiding and watching like a common muggle! No, I would prefer to see her reaction to a deatheater.

A blonde haired muggle woman came in and quickly placed a tray of drinks on my desk, I saw she was visibly shaking, it amused me to see such pitiful creatures so frightened to serve me. She stood by the door, awaiting for me to dismiss her, to not wait is punishable.

I would of liked to spend a few moments to hear her screams but Snape entered, so I gave her some instructions before she was dismissed.

“So…how is she?”, I took a sip of some firewhiskey and offered him to have some which he obliged.

“To quote her, she’s had her ‘heart fucking broken into pieces’ and seemed quite upset about it milord”

“Good”

“But milord, other than that small moment she seemed not to bothered about everything. If im not being to bold, I would like to give my opinion that its not affecting her how you want, can I suggest something more hurtful?”, he stated. I frowned, so she wasn’t as hurt as I wanted…

“Love is a powerful thing isn’t it. I was foolish not to see that before. She has love for others, I have an idea…”

*

While stacking the books like a librarian I felt a longing to just open them up and read, I could rarely resist a book so I did all I could to distract myself.
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day …
Singing and humming to muggle songs really made me feel good and it passed the time, no matter the state of the world I could still make it feel not so bad. I looked at all I had done, in one day I had done about half of everything, so many bloody books! I would be in heaven if I was allowed to read them.

I turned round at the sound of a small cough, a blonde haired mid-twenty year old girl stood before me in nothing but rags.
“The dark lord wishes for you to serve him his meal in an hour”, she muttered

“What? He wants me to serve him food! I wont do that!”

“Please do it! If you don’t he’ll torture me with that stick he holds!”, she started crying, I realised she was a muggle and went over to give her a hug.

“Look, don’t worry Ill do it. Shhh its ok now, I hope he hasn’t treated you to badly”, I said sympathetically

“I don’t know anymore what happiness is like, when he took over I stole some food for my family but I was punished for it. Either watch my family die or be a servant in his household, he was generous to give me the option”, she quickly wiped away her tears. “You are the girl he’s been talking about aren’t you? The one who made him angry and sad at the same time, I never knew someone so evil could miss someone”

“I guess that’s me, im being punished for leaving so im the maid it seems. I’ve been a slave here for over a year now, I was kidnapped when I was 16 but im nearly 18 now. don’t worry, whatever pain you’ve gone through, just remember you’re lucky you aren’t me”

“Ok then, is that why your dressed like that?”

“Yes it is”, I laughed as did she, “So where have I got to serve his ‘highness’?”

“In the great hall, he says you know where it is. Those elf things will give you the food and you have to serve it, that’s all I know”

“Thank you, that arrogant bastard should make his own dinner sometime. Thanks I hope I see you around again”

“Yes so do I, you’re the first person in here who hasn’t been horrible to me, im not allowed to talk to the other servants but you’re an exception. Well I must go and do my duties”, she finished with a smile and left.

So he’s bringing muggles into his hell of torture and slavery now. I felt pity for her but I couldn’t do much about it, technically she was safer in here than out there. Anyone could just pick her up and do what they wanted to her.

The cheek of him though, serve him his food! I would refuse but of course he’s blackmailed me with the safety of others, my weakness. I returned to my ‘fun’ duty until a few pops made me turn around. Two house elves stood before me.
“Miss is supposed to serve food to master”, they chanted

“I know, ?”, I asked annoyed

“Billa and Jilly will assist miss, we will bring food but miss must serve , we must go now or we will be late”, I nodded and followed them down, the hall was the same as ever but felt cleaner. I didn’t want to see that bastard, let alone serve him food, the elves were kind but I didn’t know what to say. As we got to the doors I was handed two trays I could just about balance on my hands, how pathetic is this…

There he was alone at the head of the table, already surrounded by enough food, obviously just using this to annoy me, I saw him smirking and looking relaxed. I lowered the trays in front of him and poured him some wine which just appeared in my hands, I stepped way and waited.

“Anything else?”, I asked moodily, he slowly took a fork and started eating his massive meal, I then realised how hungry I was.

“You forget to call me by my title”

“Anything else sir?”

“No. I was going to offer you some dinner though”

“Dinner…What’s the catch?”

“none, just because you are a slave doesn’t mean I cant invite you to eat at the table”

“It seems a little suspicious”

“Just eat up, I have entertainment, I don’t know if you will enjoy it but you will watch”, before I could say anything I was locked into the chair he offered and I couldn’t move. Before I could even try to move, I saw a figure brought into the room covered in a cloak.
“I broke your heart but still you go strong, how would you feel if I broke it even more?”, he grinned and crucioed whoever was under the cloak, his screams went right through me.

“Stop it!”, I cried, I hated it, this was so sick.

“Im not going to stop it, but you can. If you kill him he wont feel anymore pain, I could do this all night”, he smirked while holding his wand on him. He trapped me, he knew I hated others pain and he was getting me to kill. I didn’t care, the screams became unbearable

“Avada Kedavra!”, I screamed at the figure who instantly fell to the floor. I leaned back out of breath, I killed him, whoever he was…but he wasn’t suffering anymore.

“Well done. I trust you want to know the identities of the deceased”, he didn’t wait for me to answer but lifted the cloak.

I screamed, cried and fainted

*

Cruel I can be, generous if I want to be but cruel I can do brilliantly.

I had her kill the Weasley boy.

Though she hated everyone in the order she still loved him as a friend, even though he had been horrible he hadn’t betrayed her. Her eyes lost all emotion before closing. She needed to feel the pain, she had caused the death of someone close to her.

I didn’t move her, just had the corpse removed, I watched her longingly. Watching her subtle breaths and her beautiful face still red and blotchy from the tears. I waited for her to wake, not wanting to do it myself. Her maids outfit was just to show her her place, I wouldn’t allow my wife to wear rags though.

I originally intentioned to bring her parents in, I had kept to my word and kept them safe but I thought it would be the best way to break her. But I didn’t want her so broken…I screwed up the idea, cruel I can be but I wouldn’t do that to her.

I saw her stir and sit up rubbing her head, I sat on my throne while leaning back casually with a glass of wine in my hand. Just watching.

“Why did you make me do that?”, she whispered just loud enough for me to hear, she didn’t even look at me.

“I didn’t. you chose to kill him”

“You knew I wouldn’t just listen to his screams. What do you want from me? You have everything and yet still you must hurt me so much, I don’t have bruises on the outside, but you’ve marked me inside. isn’t that enough for you?”, I considered her for a moment. She still stayed on the floor, facing away from me, but I could see her wiping eyes.

“I want you completely. I have everything but not all of you”

“You did, you had my body, my soul, my love. Yet you broke me into pieces”

“Why did you leave then? If I truly had all of that then you wouldn’t have”

“You don’t get it do you!”, she shouted, starting to stand and looking directly into my eyes, “I don’t want to be apart of this, I don’t want to kill people, I don’t want to hear screams!”

“it doesn’t have to be like that, if orders are followed then that wont happen”

“Orders? So the worlds population must be servants and if they disagree they are tortured and killed? that’s not fair on any level. You don’t realise how much I missed you, how much I wanted to be with you when I left. I don’t care about this servant work but I hate what you did to me emotionally! I hate you”

“No you don’t”

“Yes I do! I hate the sight of you! I just want to leave, I cant believe how much I wanted to return, I returned to a man who had no love inside of him”

“That’s not true”

“It is, prove me wrong! What must I do for you to stop hurting me like this?”

“Nothing. You will continue your duties but I will prove to you how I feel”, I muttered and apparated to my study.

I hurt her. I want her to love me still but I saw the hate in her eyes, I didn’t want that.
I want her to love me.

*

What just happened there? He just said he would prove his love for me after he did all that to me? What is he doing to me! Screwing with my head…

Confusing me even more.

I made my way back to the library, after picking up some food from the table and eating it sneakily. When I entered I saw Snape was sitting there reading a book lazily, blood hell he’s the minister! Why is he always here! hasn’t he got more important things to do?

I ignored his presence and carried on my book stacking, feeling like I was being teased by him reading and me not being able to. He didn’t even acknowledge me so I happily carried on, slightly tapping the sides to music in my head.

“Could you stop that? Its pretty distracting”, heard him mutter

“If im so distracting why don’t you go somewhere else, seeing as your minister and all, im supposed to work here”, I smirked while tapping still and organising books. I was still upset about Ron but I needed the distraction from it.

“I should torture you right here for your backchat”

“Go on then, im not stopping you”, he smirked and crucioed me, I didn’t make a single sound and carried on my work while smiling to myself. I was powerful enough to not feel the curse anymore, that didn’t mean I wanted to use it. When he finally gave up o turned around to see him checking his wand.
“A simple crucio isn’t going to affect me now is it, I learnt to overcome that months ago”

“have you now, you could of said before I made a prat of myself”, he laughed, so did I accidentally but quickly covered I up, “Ah I haven’t heard you laugh for sometime”

“Don’t get used to it, why are you here?”

“I can go anywhere I like-as long as its not in the dark lords bedroom without permission, understandably he has things of his he doesn’t wish to share”, he looked me up and down whereas I rolled my eyes. “The dark lords private library is very resourceful and im one of few who can use it”

“Does that mean ill be bumping into some more deatheaters on my journey of slavery?”, I said sarcastically.

“The world has moved on from minor things such as torture, the world is running smoothly and orderly, just how it was intended”, I ignored his statement and smiled as I finished yet another shelf.
“If you shine my shoes I promise ill leave a tip”

“Fuck you”, I laughed

“Im being serious, ok I wont tip you, I can offer something else though”

“What could you offer me which would make me want to touch your shoes?”

“I can give you anything you wish, I am minister so have the power to make it happen”

“There’s nothing. Anyway what’s the big deal with me touching your shoes?”, I laughed

“Nothing of course, they’re just in need of a shine, I would ask one of the other servants but it could give us a chance to bond again seeing as I havnt see you in a while”

“What do you mean ‘bonding again‘? We never bonded before! Ok then I will shine your shoes when you find a way to remove the scar on my stomach”

“What scar?”, he looked down at my dress, as if trying to see through it, I turned around and searched through some more books.

“The scar he left by your curse! I still have his initials! They have faded but I don’t want to see them anymore, I got a dark mark on my thigh and a ring on my finger, that’s enough for me”, I smirked knowing he couldn’t remove it. A cursed scar was hard to impossible to remove.

“Well I better go and do my best then, I wont miss the chance to see you at my feet”, he sniggered and got up, “Till next time milady”, and he was gone.

I cant believe I still have that title! He just called me it to wind me up, knowing how much I resented Voldemort now. I looked at all the work I had done, only about a dozen books left, so proud I did so well!

I forgot about Ron, thinking about it would just depress me, I hated feeling broken inside, so much. More than anything, Voldemort scared me, I knew he was capable of anything but I never truly realised how evil he was. I hoped to heaven he wouldn’t keep to his word as me being the closest thing to him as a mistress, I didn’t want to touch him. I felt nervous around him, for the first time since I was first kidnapped.

*

She ran so far away from me, for so much time. I broke her inside and now I regret it, I want her to be punished so I will keep her doing her duties….but, I want her love for me. Her desire, obedience and commitment to me. How do I get that? I’ve never felt anything for a woman before, yes she’s a woman now, when I first took her maidenhood she was just an innocent girl, now she is capable of murder and can resist a torture curse…perfection.

What would she like? I feel like a teenage boy who knows nothing about what he wants, the thing is I know nothing what I a girl wants.
The blonde haired servant girl walks in with a tray of butterbeer, I smile at a thought in my head.

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Chapters will get longer I promise, just been slightly busy.