Ownership

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Ginny woke up in a lavish four poster bed bed in covered in white sheets. 'Is this heaven?' was her initial thought before her attention was caught by a tiny female house elf covered in what looked like a potato sack.



"Good morning, Miss Ginny. I am Sammie, the house elf who will be attending to you while you are here."



"Where is here?"



"The Castle of The Dark Lord of course. Master."



"I- I thought I was dead. Why aren't I dead?"



"Why would you be dead? Master wants you here. He says you will be more valuable than anyone can imagine. You need to start getting ready, Miss. I will take you to the bathroom! Let's go."



Ginny got up to go with her, noticing for the first time she was wearing a light, airy, pink night gown. She walked forward and instantly felt some pain from the previous day's events hit her. The effects of whatever spell had been cast upon her were quickly wearing off and she felt the wear of the battles from the day before upon her body.



She stumbled forward a little and Sammie quickly magicked her steady and took her by the hand through a door in her room. Into a beautiful bathtub where the bath was already prepared. Sammie guided her into the water where she sat in a pool the size of a large jacuzzi. Sammie was running around getting stuff ready. She moved Ginny over to the edge of the bath and took out a large brush to clean her with and immediately started cleaning her back. It hurt a little. Ginny tried her best to distract herself. And get a little information about what was going on as she was at it.



"What am I being prepared for?"



"Master has a very important plan for you. Need to be in your best shape for tonight." She continued scrubbing away. Making Ginny stand up and violently clean her ass and then legs each. She turned around and subjected Ginny to the same for her front legs and arms. Then her stomach and breasts and neck. She scrubbed under Ginny's arms before telling Ginny to get back in the water and rinse off.



"Must rub the mud blood off for Master. Here is soap clean yourself now." She forced the soap into Ginny's hands and she began to clean herself and let the hot water sooth her tired body. Now she was left to wonder what she was in for tonight. Maybe a more public execution. Was she going to be held for ransom against Harry and the Order. She couldn't bear to think if people died trying to save her. Especially Harry. She was so insignificant in the war compared to him. He was good's last hope. She was a little girl who got herself into this mess. She as still washing her body when Sammie came back over with shampoo and began washing her hair. This went on for a while before Sammie told Ginny to get out. She walked her over to an odd machine. It was some type off house in front of a small counter.



"You bend over the counter now, miss. I need to clean you for Master."



"What?"



"Bend, bend."



Ginny did as told. Sammie came over and spread her legs wide apart and then much to Ginny's shock pulled her ass checks a bit apart. A second or two later felt the cold metal pipe make contact with her asshole. Then Sammie yelled for her to open herself to it and Ginny used her hands to do as she was told. Scared and embarrassed but knowing better than to object. It was a highly unpleasant feeling. Seconds later it got much worse. Hot water shot up inside her. It began cleaning her out. All the traces of waste and cum from all the men she had been with in the camp poured out in the dripping hot water. Sammie kept it there for a long time. Longer than Ginny could possibly imagine was necessary. After she was done she pulled the hose roughly out. Ginny could not even walk right but she was forced over to another sink where she cleaned her vagina.



"What exactly am I being prepared for?"



"The Master said to clean you up for tonight. So I clean you up for Master." Sammie took her back over to the bath again and let her take a far more relaxing bubble bath.



Ginny savored possibly her last minutes on Earth with the thought that even though no one knew she was here or was going to be able to save her, at least no one could die trying. She would stand proud as Harry would in the face of death and look into his evil eyes in those final moments and to the last second stand strong and she him she was not fearful of death. Far too soon the time to leave the bath came again. Ginny was over to a chair in front of a beautiful mirror and had her hair done into an elegant braid while she dried off. Next she was sprayed in fine perfumes.



The more it all went the more Ginny wondered what she was being prepared for. Certainly this was a bit much for a simple execution. Ginny felt a foreboding sense of something grand coming her way. Ginny put on a garter. Similar to that which she wore while in the camps sex house. It covered a bit more including her pussy. But it was less comfortable and made her thinner and pushed up her breasts. Ginny was brought extravagant dress robes from a wardrobe in the bathroom. The robes were a stunning silver that seemed to shine as if woven with actual Silver or even Platinum. The robes were put on her and seemed to fit flawlessly. They showed her cleavage off beautifully and were tight around her entire body other than her arms were the hung very low. She had just a bit off leg showing in the open. Ginny was stunned at the show of it all. What was He Who Must Not Be Named planning? Ginny was finally taken back into the Bed Room. For the first time she took in how very spectacular the room was. The large four poster bed stood against the back wall toward the center. Off to either side of it were large oak wardrobes. Off to the side was a balcony over looking to grounds. And in the corner was a desk and large mirror. Ginny was taken to the desk and told to sit still while Sammie went and fetched something. She looked over at the balcony and wondered what the odds were if she jumped? Probably high enough to hurt her but not kill her. She'd be in worse shape was her decision. She patiently waited for a few moments. Then the tiny house elf popped back in with a stunning black marble jewelery box. She set it on the desk and opened it. Inside was a platinum necklace with an emerald pendant on it. It looked as though it would be easily worth more then her house. The elf fastened it around her neck and then took up emerald earrings and put those in as well.



"Miss is ready to see Master now. Master will be pleased. Master is waiting now. We go." Sammie started toward the door than stopped in her tracks. Ginny was not following. She realized these may be her last moments. She took a few seconds to compose herself and hurried forward as the Elf lead the way through the large foreboding mansion. Finally after going a long distance than down several flights of stairs they were in front of large oak doors. This was it. The elf magicked the doors opened and Ginny walked into the darkness. Once Ginny was in she could see that the room was candle lit and the only other occupants of the room were Voldemort himself and his legendary Snake Nagini. Voldemort was sitting at a table set for two. A seat across from him.



"Ginevra, how nice of you to join me. Please have a seat. There is so much to discuss." He motioned at the other seat which moved out to allow Ginny open access to sit. Ginny cautiously walked forward almost expecting a trap.



"My dear, if I wanted you dead you'd be dead. There is no one waiting in the shadows to harm you." Ginny sat down across from him and with another wave of his hand the seat pushed itself in to bring her face to face with him. He was dressed for the occasion it seemed as well. In stunning black dress robes.



"Welcome to my home. I acquired it years ago. After a few chance incidents to some purebloods who had to put it lightly deluded the wizarding gene pool. After I was through with them, they were happy to add to their wills an old cousin, Me. I trust that you found your quarters comfortable?"



Ginny was taken back. Here was the most evil wizard of her age talking with her as if they were old school chums. "Yes. What do you want with me?"



"Pardon?"



"Me. Why am I here? Why aren't I dead?"



"Oh. Well we will get to that later, my darling. Now the food is here. So let us drink to a mutually beneficial evening." He said raising his glass. Ginny did the same and the toasted. He took a drink and she was about to when the Voice of Mad Eye Moody yelled into her head. "CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" she thought it must be a poison. She put the drink down. He had noticed.



"As I told you before. If I wanted you dead you'd be dead. You have nothing to fear from me."



As if he was reading her mind he quipped to her next thought.



"It isn't truth serum either. You won't be giving up valuable Order secrets. I am the most accomplished Leglimens of all time. If I wanted something from your brain I would have already taken it. I had you in an enchanted sleep. Your mind was beyond weak. It was an open book. Now cheers, my dear." He raised his glass again and Ginny did too and the two both took swigs of wine.



"The Elves have prepared the finest Chimera meat for us. Have you ever had? Wait am I thinking. Of course not. You are less fortunate financially. It is quite expensive. You don't object?"



"No. Of course not." Ginny took another big swing of wine. "But I am curious as to why I am here still?"



"Such impatience dear girl. All well be gotten to over time. I just wish to catch up with you first."



"Catch up? This is our first meeting. Other than the duel yesterday."



"So you have forgotten my dear Tom Riddle. Oh yes girl I know. I know all about what happened. Once I found out what happened to the diary I used my failsafe to recover what I could back into me and all the memories came flooding in. I am truly sorry for what my young self did to you." Seeing the taken back look on her face he added. "No, I really am. I try not to harm too many children if it can be avoided. Harry Potter was an unfortunate exception out of what I believed to be necessity. And you were definitely a child then." He looked at her once more. "But you have certainly grown up into proper womanhood." He took a break to take a few bites of his food. Ginny quietly contemplated the meaning of all this.



"If you have no qualms about harming adults, and readily admit I am one. Why am I still alive?"



"My dear girl? Do you have a death wish?" Ginny shook her head no. "Well then please stop being so morbid. Death is an unfortunate side effect of life. One I am trying to cure. But you are right it is time to get down to business." He looked at her deeply for a moment. "I know a few of the thoughts that have run through you mind about you being here. No I am not going to hold you ransom for Harry Potter or The Order of the Phoenix. I want you here for one simple reason. Since the memories of that diary came back to me several months ago, I have stopped worrying a little bit about Harry Potter. I have a new obsession. Potter is important but not as much as this one."



"Who?"



"You my dear girl. You."



"What?"



"You poured a little bit of your soul into that diary. And in turn you took some of mine."



"And you want it back?"



"So much to learn young one. No I have it as long as you are here. My girl... I wish to take you as my queen. The Dark Lord needs a Queen of course. So many would give themselves to this oppurtunity in a heart beat. But I don't want the, I want you my love."



"What?"



"I think it's quite straight forward. Ginevra Weasley. Pure blood coming from many of the best magical lines. I wish to marry you."



"I- I cant. I'm in love with Harry Potter. I can't love you. You're evil."



"Evil? I guess one could say that. But maybe I'm right and you are just standing in the way of destiny."



"No you kill innocents."



"Only if I must. I don't kill for pleasure. I kill with purpose."



"But but... I'm still in love with Harry."



"Are you? Look into my eyes. We are bound together because of the events in the chamber of secrets with my diary. We are quite literally soul mates. I saved your life in that camp."



"I was only in that camp because of you. "



"If I had known. It never would have happened. Your kidnapping was the result of the constant monitoring on your house due it's delicate position in the Order. It was not a plan, though I readily admit I was doing my best to think one up to take you. The guard presented me with the opportunity. Nothing more. Though the exact happenings were unfortunate. Those responsible for it are being punished."



"How badly? As badly as I was? 72."



"72 what?"



"That's how many men I was forced to fuck while there. That's for more than I wanted."



"I can't kill them all. You were in front of them. I'd have done the same. I will punish those in fault."



Ginny started crying.



"Ginevra, my love. Look into my eyes. Trust me. I love you. I want you to make me an heir. I face my own mortality. As much as I run from it I can still die. If I do the Slytherin line must carry on. I need you."



Ginny looked into his eyes. And while she did it all pealed away. The red eyes, the snakelike face all vanished and he was Tom Riddle, a handsome young boy. He got on one knee. And pull out a beautiful Diamond ring.



"Marry me?"



Ginny looked at the gorgeous man in front of her. He was offering her the world. She would be his Queen and he would be King. She could do such good from there. She looked down at him.



"Absolutely not."



"What?"



"I can't marry you To- He Who- Voldemort. I just can't."



"You will reconsider my darling. I will give you the world. Anything you wish. By the end of the week it will be here. You name me the impossible and I will bring it to you as a sign of my undying love for you."



Ginny looked at him. "Bring me the head of the guard who runs that camp, and a muggle girl named Sarah in the camp. She was my cell mate She must be unharmed."



"Anything for you. It will be here tomorrow evening. Then you will accept my proposal."



"I will consider it. May I go?"



"Yes my love." Voldemort snapped his fingers and the elf Sammie was there once again to bring her to her room.



Ginny walked up and thought 'I need to find a way out of this place.'



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The story continues to take a different turn from here. I hope you all enjoy. Review please.

Edit to add some dialog where I felt I had been too quick.