Seduced By Darkness

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Note : This chapter is Rated R.

\"If the object of one\'s desire surrenders, the pleasure is greater.\"
-- Marquis de Sade

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Chapter 5 : Mine

Claudia awoke with a start and looked around. The room seemed familiar yet foreign to her. She was dimly aware of slipping in and out of consciousness over the last several days. It was as if her body had been through the most physically taxing experience of her life. Strangely enough nothing hurt but she was drained of energy which is why she slept so much. A jittery house elf tended to her and that man, Tom. She preferred the elf, because whenever Tom was near her she couldn’t think properly. She also had a strange suspicion that he came to her whenever she was slipping into unconsciousness so as to avoid her questions.

Today, however, she felt more energized even though she felt that she was still quite away from being back to herself. It had been about four days since she had first woken up, and this was the first time she had felt the strength to sit up in bed. She gasped as she noticed what she was wearing. It was a dark emerald, backless satin nightgown and it felt as if the fabric was caressing her bare skin. She pushed the covers off her and gingerly tried to stand. Claudia sat at the edge of the bed for long moments breathing deeply, trying to get her balance. When she did, she stood up slowly and cautiously, she felt so naked with the nightgown on. It hugged curves of her body that she hadn’t been aware she had. The backless part of it was so indecently low cut that she wondered why bother having it on at all. Bracing her weight on the wall she straightened up and walked toward the slightly open window. With one hand on the window sill she stared out into the open sea for that was the only view it offered.

In a darkened corner on the other side of the room Tom was mesmerized just watching her. He had been studying her during her sleep for a few minutes until she had begun to stir awake. The moment she’d sat up in bed and he’d seen the way the nightgown framed her breasts he was glad that his taste for clothes had not left him. The thing clung to her every curve as she got out of the bed. He closed his eyes and stilled his breathing, since all he wanted to do was kneel behind her and kiss every inch of her exposed back. In his mind he saw his hands encircling her waist as they slowly inched their way upwards to cup her breasts.

Opening his eyes and forcing the image away he came back to the present. She was still too weak for him to do the things he wanted to do with her. He ignored his erection and walked over to her, he might not be able to have her now but he thought it was time for her to know who he was and what he intended to do with her.

Claudia felt him before she saw him. She turned to look at him and the way he looked at her made her feel naked, especially with the nightgown that she had on. Speech left her, and her mind emptied of all thought, she knew that she should demand that he tell her everything but she couldn’t say anything. He looked as beautiful as he always did, she wondered if he’d been out riding since those were the type of breaches he had on. They hugged his muscular thighs so perfectly that they seemed to be like a second skin. He had a silk red shirt on and she felt as if she’d never be able to breath properly again. Damn him, her mind screamed, who the hell was he and why did her body react this way to him?

As if reading her thoughts he moved forward and took her into his arms. His hands expertly caressed her back as he molded her to him. He bent his head towards hers and whispered against her lips, “You are mine now.” Then he kissed her, effectively stopping her upcoming protest. She lost herself in the kiss. It was one of open carnal need. His tongue made love to her mouth. He rubbed it over hers, sometimes seductively sucking it. Had Tom not been holding onto her so tightly she would have fallen as her legs gave out from under her. Claudia held on to him and kissed him back, ignoring the small voice in the back of her mind telling her to stop.

Tom’s hands left her back and went to her face, he gently pushed her back and away from him. He noticed her trembling and he was smugly satisfied as he knew it wasn’t from being cold. He led her to the bed to sit down. She then shook herself, and blushed scarlet while she stared at his boots. He folded his arms over his chest, crossed his legs and casually leaned against the wall, never taking his eyes off her. “Look at me Claudia.” He waited patiently until she looked up, almost transfixed by the sound of her name on his lips. “I think it is time for me to tell you where you are and who I am.” A chill ran down through her body, whatever he was about to say she was fairly certain she wouldn’t want to hear. A serious, but serene expression had settled over his face.

“I am sure that you are aware that you were taken from Hogwarts by a Death Eater.” He noticed how her back got stiff as she stared apprehensively at him, “Two of them, mistakenly poisoned you as that was not meant to happen. As you can tell I’ve been able to cure you, all the poison is out of your body and in less than two weeks you should be completely recovered.” She nodded but said nothing, waiting for him to continue. “You are in Dragor’s Castle, which is located near the sea in a little Scottish town on the border of England.”

He stopped then, and watched her. Claudia made an impatient sound and he smiled at her, which took her off balance. It was disturbing how beautiful he was and what he made her feel, especially now that he had started talking to her about what happened. “Who are you?” She asked, a little breathless. He shifted his position without breaking eye contact with her, “I am the master of this castle.” She visibly paled and looked down at her hands feeling incredulous, “You are a Death Eater?” Her hands gripped the side of the bed tightly turning her knuckles white.

“No.” He said simply. She looked up, a puzzled look in her eyes, “Then?” Dark eyes bored into her honey colored ones before he spoke, “My name is Tom Riddle, Claudia.” Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open as she shook her head, “No...It can’t be… Voldermort…” Tom smiled malevolently, “I am Lord Voldermort. I am sure that being that you are friends with Harry Potter you know about the diary and the events of his second year at school?” She was so stunned that her mind refused to work for a moment but memory flooded back to her, “Y-yes” He continued, “Then you know that I preserved my sixteen year old self in a diary. I did so again when I was twenty five.” He turned and looked out the window for a moment, “Had you seen what he had become? A reptilian-like thing. Not that he cared but Bellatrix convinced him to try and look more human” A smirk worked its way to his lips but it was gone almost as quickly as it had come. He turned and looked at her, “So he remembered me, and now here I am.”

Claudia was about to be sick, she let him touch and kiss her, her mind was reeling, “My God, you are him.” She scooted away from him toward the middle of the bed, “No,” He said, “I am not him. But I have his powers and memories. He got trapped in the diary.” She frowned and looked at him, “What? But you are one in the same, aren’t you? Why would he let you do that?” He sighed, “He didn’t let me do anything and no, we are not one in the same. Voldermort, at least my older self, made many mistakes that I do not intend to repeat. I am as I was when I was twenty five.”

Her hands went to her face and she shook her head in frustration, “This is not happening. By Merlin, you aren’t real. Why am I here?” Her head snapped up sharply, if all that he’d said was true then why did he have her here? He saw the panic in her eyes but he remained utterly calm and composed, “Because I want you.” It was such a simple and yet devastating answer to her question. “You can’t. I will NOT stay here with you!” He moved then, like a predator and before she could move back and out of his reach he grabbed her by the arm and hauled her up against him. “I will say this once so listen to me very carefully Claudia.” His fingers closed painfully around her wrist, “You WILL yield to me. Unless I send you away from me you will never leave here. You may hate and loath me and everything I stand for but that will not factor into our relationship.”

“You bastard I...” He cut her off by squeezing her wrist tighter, “When we are alone, you may call me Tom, bastard, yell, scream, or do whatever you like. However, when there are others present, you will show me deference and address me as My Lord or Lord Voldermort, I don’t care.” When she was about to open her mouth in protest he shook her lightly but kept speaking in his low, controlled tone, “Every inch of you will belong to me, your body will learn to accept that even if your mind never does.” Her eyes widened, “I hate everything about you. I will NEVER give in to you, NEVER!” She yelled at him.

His eyes narrowed viciously and he crushed her to him as he kissed her harshly. She struggled only for a few moments and then found herself kissing him back, with an urgency that frightened her. Tom stopped the kiss and pushed her slightly back, a triumphant look in his eyes, “You cannot deny me, Love.” He ran a finger down her face as he spoke, “That day in Hogsmead you felt me there. We are connected you and I, although I have no answer as to why that is.”

Claudia shivered, it was near impossible to concentrate when he was touching her like this, “What?” His fingers went around her neck to lightly caress her, “I could put you under the Imperious Curse, I could rape you, I can bend you to my will, but I don’t want to do that. Not with you. You already want me, even with the knowledge of who I am. But I understand that the mind is a very powerful thing and can override your body’s desires.” Her lips slightly parted and she moved into his caress without noticing, he did and smiled at her, “You already want me, I highly doubt that if Wormtail came on to you that you would do anything else than hex him and then feel sick and repulsed.”

“I feel sick now,” She said with a defiant look, “Liar” He said the word like an endearment and it washed over her. Tom let her go and got off the bed but before walking away from her said, “Think about all I’ve said to you and come to terms with it because I will never let you go.” Then he walked out leaving her feeling cold and empty inside. Tears of fear, shame, and anger welled up in her eyes. She threw herself on the pillow and cried for what it seemed like hours. Spent and tired she fell asleep and dreamt of him.

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Preview Chapter 6 : Bella learns what her place in Tom\'s life is and has always been. Chapter will be Rated NC17