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King without the crown,without the throne	By : Iocus Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 887 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1

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�Sophia�

...He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named...

...You-Know-Who....

...Dark Lord...

...Lord Voldemort...

�� ... sitting in an old
chair,in dusty,old room with one table,two chairs and six feet tall,cracked
mirror. It was dark in room,because of curtains,which were drawned. No throne
made of skulls or ebony,no expensive carpets,nothing made of platinum,gold,or
silver.Just he,quill,ink,bunch of lit candles and a glass of red wine.

He was thinking.

About Dumbledore,that muggles
loving fool,who was succesfully murdered by Snape.

About Snape,that coward,who was
manipulated,but he was not aware of it.

About Malfoy junior,that
unresponsible child,who had done nothing,nothing
useful at all.

About Potter,that mediocre��his
thoughts were cut off by some strange sounds-angry shouting,screaming,

fast footsteps and.......knock,knock......

�Come in.�

He took his wand and in the same
time somebody opened the door.

�Amycus�Voldemort stated with
tiredness.

�My Lord-I-I found her�-he
pointed on a mass of black robes and hair on the floor �-walking
dangerously close to the house....I thought,that-that she can be a spy,but
if she isn�t it�s still suspicious,so-�

Voldemort wawed tiredly with his
hand: �You�ve done the right thing,Amycus,you can go now ...and leave the girl
here.��

�I-I thank you,my lord�he made
a deep bow and disappeared and let the door opened.

The girl,left alone with the Dark
lord,suddenly cried out and tried to run away. Voldemort,in spite of his
tiredness,drew out his wand so fast,that the girl bumped in the already
closed� door before she was able to go
through them and when she fell on the floor,her legs were� tied together.

She wasn�t looking at him-she
didn�t dare to look-so frightened she was about what would she see.He just
rested his head in his hand and patiently waited,staring at her trembling form.When
five minutes passed and nothing happened,girl slightly calmed down. She dared
a glance at him-and was struck by the view before her.

He �Who.Must-Not-Be-Named

He was
so....so....ugly?....no,that wasn�t the right word,because he wasn�t ,she could
still see some handsome features,but on the other hand that horrific scarlet
eyes and the remains of nose,narrow slits,bald skull.....disgusting.....skin
like white marble....she could see blue veins ....maybe sinister was the right
word.Yes,sinister...in that black robes made of many layers of thin fabric...he
indeed looked like as an sinister statue.

�What�s your name girl?�his voice
cut through her thoughts.

She gulped,�S-Sophia Fawcett.�

He nodded in agreement,�And what
were you doing around my house,if I can ask?�

�Nothing!Really!I-I didn�t know
that it is your house,I was just searching for a special
mushroom,t-that kind which grows only in winter..and then,then somebody
stupeffied me....and please I wasn�t doing anything wrong...I-I�

Voldemort scowled
slightly:�That�s enough!And now...what should I do with you?Hm?�

�Let me go..please...I won�t tell
anybody I promise,just let me go.....don�t kill me!�

He chuckled�Why not?Tell me
a good reason�

She started rattling:�Becauser-because.my
family...they�re awaiting me...and if I won�t come back before sunset they
will start searching for me!�

Now,he was slightly amused:�And
why do you think that I won�t kill them too?A little flaw in your
reason,isn�t it?�

�Because most of my family is
pure-blooded and they�re well known in the wizarding world and if they
disappear�-her voice started to shake-�if they disappear other people-and
Ministry� will start to search them. And
we have many friends...and they will search for them too...and-�she knew that
she was rattling now.Sophia was well aware that there was no problem for
Voldemort to kill all of the family friends and the Ministry workers .But
strangely,

the Dark Lord wasn�t demanding
from her other reason.He was quiet,deep in thoughts.

Voldemort was closely looking at
her,hands folded together,his mind working.She is right-he thought,she is right,he
can�t kill her family-what would he tell to his Death Eaters?He,who raised
the purebloods above all others?No.But she,she is other case. Can easily kill
her and make it look as an accident,can�t he?Eaten by werewolfes?Murdered by
some dangerous creature in the woods,poor child....but no,she is wise
girl......no,he won�t...she would be dead for the world ,but not for him....his
mind forming an indeed devious plan in �head.

�You�re a clever girl.Rawenclaw?�

She nodded and he asked her more:�In
which subjects do you exceed,if you exceed at anything at all?�

Sophia was looking at him a
little bit suspiciously.Why was he asking her this strange,unimportant
questions?He should be interested in Potter,Hogwarts,Ministry,but her grades?She
decided to answer, not wanting to anger him:

�I�m good at potions and
herbology,I had an Outstanding from both and I won a competition in
brewing potions�

�Inded?That�s very
interesting,�he nodded,then stood up.Sophia was�
looking at him anxiously,but he didn�t approach her,instead of that
outdrawed the curtains and looked through the window.It was snowing.

�So,I have time until
sunset.Hmmmm......that�s about three hours till dusk.That could be arranged,but
before that...,�he made a small circle in the air with his wand and
Sophia�s hands were bound and her lips glued together,then fizzled the candles
and went out of the room in a swirl of his robes.

Click-

the sound of a locked door,sound
which brought Sophia in despair.No chance of escaping this room,this house and
fate which was accurately calculated by Voldemort.As hours passed,room was
becoming darker and darker until there was nothing to look at ...just plain
black.She wondered,while sitting on a dusty floor,when will he come back
and what kind of conviction awaits her.Death?Torture?Both?Or was there
something more in the Dark Lords actions,some secret threat,more dangerous than
death itself?And when yes,what was it?My dear God .....help me,help me,because I�am
afraid....

A/N:Eh,so this is my first story
ever,so please no flames,constructive critism is welcomed and I apologise
for my bad english,I�m not a native speaker...so forgive me the bad
grammar.2 chapter is in progress.Au revoir.
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