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Plenitude	By : HeavyMist Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 60689 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: The characters and canon situations in Harry Potter belong solely to JK Rowling, Scholastic and WB. I make no profit or money from this submission. I only own the plot.

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A/N : Valentine’s Day :D I received my card and my presents, I am happy <3 and because I love you all dear readers, here’s a Valentine’s Day present for you, a back to back update ( sorta…), well the drawback is…the coming chapter is not typed yet, but anyway…HAPPY Valentine’s Day xoxoxo Just noticed while posting it is chapter 14 ...what a coincidence !

Those spells are my creation, had to use English to Latin translator, since my Latin is worthless.

“Felix Ligatio”                 Literally “Happy/lucky/fortunate - bondage, captivity, servitude”

“Subsisto Cruor”            Literally “Stop Blood”

“Memoria Recordatio”   Litteraly “Memory Recording”

Please read, review and rate ? Enjoy :]

HM

PS. Thank you dear Hubby for proofreading, Beta’ing, and your support :] xoxoxo

“For Conversation”

‘For Thoughts’

‘For Flashbacks’

Chapter 14: Too far…Too fast

Commanding General (CG) Draco Malfoy was in the middle of his trimestrial meeting with the Wizarding Order, Security and Law Enforcement Troops’ CGs.

These fine wizards were hand picked and assigned leadership functions, each in their respective Wizarding country, all over the world, by the Dark Lord and himself.

The meeting was routine. Like every 3 months, just to go over basics, and synchronize some joint security matters, for this event or that, in this country or that. He sighed, His mind was straying though he was giving the impression of listening attentively, but in fact, he was turning a deaf ear to the whole session.

Nothing crucial was happening anymore, everything was going smoothly, no security violations, or attacks, no interrogations, espionage or intelligence data cross-examination, Muggles’ violence or political unrest, or even fraudulence and crimes committed by Wizards against Muggles, or the other way around.

Thank you Merlin for the sleep time he finally was able to indulge in.

“Dumbledore’s Army” or what rogue fighters of the old coot Dumbles’ called themselves, thank you very much Hermione; was squashed a long time ago, merely 6 months after Lord Voldemort won the battle of Hogwarts.

CG Draco Malfoy was brought back from his musings, when he felt a ‘big bang’ explode on his left forearm; his Dark Mark was burning like never before.

After appointing Blaize Zabini, his Second in Command to run the meeting, in his stead, he excused himself, and went to his office’s Distributor, the box looked like a muggle lift, or elevator, but instead of moving up, or down, it transported him to his destination, in this case, the Center’s 4^th floor, the Headquarters of Lord Voldemort.

Materializing in seconds where he was summoned, the open double door of the Dark Lord’s office paradoxically, had a foreboding feel to them, more than when they were closed! The whole ambiance emanating from inside was unsettling him, until he stepped in and saw a dreamlike picture, and he couldn’t believe his eyes!

Hermione was laid on the couch, covered with a soft rich cotton comforter, head resting on a throw pillow. She looked asleep, while Lord Voldemort was kneeling beside her, on the floor, caressing her hair, and whispering in her ear, kissing her forehead now and then.

Freezing near the entrance, while trying to digest the scene in front him, Healer Gustavessen materialized behind him, then without a word to him, dashed inside, heading directly to the odd couple.

Hastily, following behind, he saw Lord Voldemort stand up, and heard him order the healer to check the sleeping witch up, and be quick about it, with a tone of voice that he would never have thought he’d live to hear!

The Dark Lord was concerned and he would dare say nervous!! Lord Voldemort just does not do concerned, let alone nervous for that matter, what the hell happened to Hermione?

At that precise moment, an acidic sharp odor hit his nose and he scrunched it in distaste, reaching the sitting area, he saw the splattered stains of vomit on the lush gray carpet, and some wet transparent spots on the couch near it, must be saliva, he deduced. Dismissing the whole mess, he turned to ask, “My Lord what happened?”

Meanwhile the healer, was checking the pale unconscious witch, with a series of flicks and swishes of her wand, when Lord Voldemort answered without turning in his direction, eyes locked on the out cold woman.

“She vomited and directly lost consciousness after…” His voice was still strained but it seems he was getting a hold on himself by now, he continued, his eyes not drifting an inch from their main focal aim, ”Scourgify whatever mess there is, cancel my 2:00 O’clock meeting with Russia’s Minister of Magic, and get me Severus Snape now!”

Draco did as he was told. Scourgifying and refreshing the atmosphere as well. He pulled his sweater’s left sleeve, and touched his dark mark with his wand, calling his godfather Severus. Moving away a bit, taking out a small thin rectangle mirror like object from his pants’ pocket, he touched his wand to it and Zabini’s face came to life on its silver surface. He walked farther away from the congregation around “sleeping beauty” to finish his task, “ Hey Blaize, contact and cancel Russia’s MoM 14:00 hours meeting with the Dark Lord, do not set another one until he says otherwise, you know the procedures.”

Blaize’s voice was heard ”Roger that, what happened? What’s wrong?” It was very rarely if hardly ever the Dark Lord cancels on Ministers, usually he is very punctual, come hell or high water!

“Don’t know mate, Hermione threw up and fainted, healer Gustavessen is here checking her up, will fill you in later…” he ended the conversation not answering Blaize’s worried enquiry about the witch, when he saw Snape materializing in the entrance.

His Godfather took a comprehensive look of the scene playing in front of him, and arched a defined eyebrow at Draco, while the dark Lord and the healer were standing and talking in hushed tones, near the couch, where Hermione still looked as comatose as they come.

Draco shook his head telling his Godfather he does not know, without talking, both concentrated on the conversation between the other two persons.

“My Lord, the girl must have gone through a shock, or she …maybe…remembered an…. upsetting event…er…not that I am saying …it is any of ….your doing My Lord…” The healer was at loss how to phrase her diagnosis without getting cruciated for it.

Irritated the man in front of her sneered and said, “ Cut the crap and head straight to the point Healer Gustavessen.” He folded his arms waiting. He was so aggravated with the woman’s walking on eggshells, trying to explain the situation to him without offending him …further!

“My Lord, the witch must have had a shock, because all of her brain activity tests came positive, er…normal. Her blood though indicated high dosage of adrenaline and dopamine, which explains her vomiting, a side effect that sometimes occur in an adrenaline rush. When releasing adrenaline, one's body releases also dopamine, which can act as a natural painkiller, her heart and blood pressure must have gone over limits also her breathing must have been hindered…for her to faint, it is what is commonly known as panic attack…she had a panic attack My Lord ”

‘Couldn’t the stupid woman say so from the start, without going through her 5 years of healer’s studies? Blabbering Idiot!’

“What are you supposed to do about it now?” He asked arching his inexistent eyebrow, waiting for her to continue, the healer looked at him, swallowed and hoped to all deities what she going to say won’t aggravate him even more.

“My Lord, we…I …there is nothing to be done, all her vital functions are back to normal… her body is resting now. It is better to let her sleep it off… nothing else could be done, but I assure you, My Lord, there is nothing to worry about…”

The Dark Lord thanked icily the terrified healer, who left in a hurry. He turned and looked at both men standing and watching the whole incident, when Snape bowed his Head a little, and greeted him, calmly, as if the whole scene was invisible to him.

“My Lord, you sent for me?”

Lord Voldemort liked Severus Snape; in fact, the wizard came the closest to what he considered a friend and consultant, he was an exceptional Potions’ Master, a loyal and matchless spy, and what he liked most is his intelligence and unfaltering self-control, no matter the circumstances, not to mention his blunt honesty.

“Sit down, both of you” he ordered, before going to the woman on the couch, lifting her head, and upper body gently, he sat down, then put her head back in his lap. Looking down at her relaxed face, he started gently stroking her silky-smooth ringlets, from her hairline all the way through to the splayed ends, on the couch.

Looking up again at the men sitting facing him, he asked, in a hushed tone of voice, not directing his question at any in particular, “What do you know about the ‘relation’ dynamics between Hermione and the Weasley bitch?”

Draco could not help himself from sneering while he asked dryly “Which one My Lord?” A disdainful snort was heard, coming from Severus direction. Continuing with his caressing motions, the Dark Lord smirked and responded as wryly as his vis-à-vis, “The pup.”

Severus Snape Keen mind was assessing the Dark Lord, how he was caressing the chit’s hair, and it did not go unnoticed how he used her first name, rather than Miss Granger, or Witch, or even his favorite nickname the Know-it-all; any other ‘label’ that does not implicate such intimate familiarity. Interesting!

“Apparently you have much to vent young Malfoy” Lord Voldemort gazed piercingly at his Commanding General, shifting in his seat to sit ramrod straight, while his eyes darkened from their slate hue to taupe, dark gray, all warmth was sucked out of them, they looked almost murderous.

Clearing his throat, Draco looked into those red irises, breathing calmly, he responded in a muffled voice, so as not to disturb the sleeping witch,

“As I have told you before My Lord, Hermione loved all the Weasleys. She considered them like her family, especially after she obliviated her parents, sent them to Australia and obliviated herself later. She considered the bitch we are talking about, not only as a best friend, but as the sister she never had…”

He sighed looking at Hermione in the Dark Lord’s lap then up, he resumed looking at his ‘employer’. ”She never knew how spiteful the pup was towards her, behind her back of course…”

He couldn’t but jeer derisively at the word pup, thinking how à propos it was and suited the slut perfectly, then he continued, “As far as I know, it all began when the weaselette started her 1^st year at Hogwarts. She had her mind set on Potter, because of her mother and Dumbledore, as you already know my Lord, their scheme to trap the poor guy into marrying her. She was a spoiled brat, being the only girl of the family, she couldn’t accept the fact that Hermione …erm…Miss Granger was becoming his best friend, while he was not interested in her…”

“Yes the asinine girl whined a lot about almost everything in the Diary…continue…” was the dark Lord’s comment, never once stopping his soft strokes on Hermione’s head.

“Well the antagonism on the bitch’s part escalated from there, especially after Dumbles decided to keep a ‘tight leash on the Muggle-born’, as he so nicely put it, during their 4^th or 5^th year I think, by inciting Ron to woo her. Potter, on the other hand, fortuitously discovered the slut infidelities, during time, so he dumped her. She was the broom of Hogwarts, almost every guy had a ride…” Hearing Severus snort, Draco smirked, and then saw the Dark Lord’s arched brow less eyebrow, questioning…

“Um…yes including me …I had a ride as well, more than once…”

Turning a bit he glared at Severus, who was trying to hide his amusement, then resumed his narration. “So, as I was saying, rather than taking the blame for her own misdeeds, she turned her bitterness on her ‘sister’, spewing pejorative rumors about the two backstabbing her, and how Hermione was a …slut…”

He hesitated before saying the word, not wanting the wrath of Voldemort to find an outlet in his person. At his nod to continue, Draco obliged, “Obviously, the two friends never knew who was the instigator of these hateful rumors. Her dunderhead brother believed them as well. Not knowing who started them, he had more than one scene with his supposedly girlfriend. What I cannot fathom is how dimwitted she was to tell me, of all people, about her ‘revenge’! I mean I could have ratted her out to Potter or the trio altogether! Or blackmailed her … ”

He shook his head, but saw Lord Voldemort smirking and almost choked, and turned beet red when the latter commented snidely,

”Must have been an… Oh, my! Merlin…! fuck …for her…to spill it all out to you.”

Coughing, and turning a darker shade of red, he heard his Godfather snicker; he swallowed and then decided to take it as a compliment, and to continue, ignoring Severus.

“In short My Lord, Herm…Miss Granger loved her, stood by her side, and always helped the ungrateful brat, who did not reciprocate, and I dare say, as far as the bitch was concerned, Hermione was persona non grata anywhere, whether Hogwarts, 12 Grimmauld Place or the Burrow. In short, she wanted her dead. I told you about the Order members’ reaction, when we moved her to the Center. She was almost jumping for joy, thinking her ‘rival’ was being tortured and raped! Not only her, but her fat cow of a mother as well”

Pausing to take a breath, Draco tried to rule in his loathing, and then resumed,

“At the time, she was trying to woo me when I was with the Order. She flat out told me she would leave Potter for me, if I promise marriage. She really was delusional, Potter did not care two shits about her, and he had already dumped her back a year before at Hogwarts. Her hate and jealousy reached the peak, when Zabini and I were always with Hermione to protect her, as you ordered my Lord, she went ballistic, and her animosity started to show, then out of the blue, she decided to try her luck with Zabini”

Sniggering Lord Voldemort asked, ”Did she succeed?”

Draco Malfoy smiled and replied, “Well she got a good fuck out of him”

The Dark Lord hummed then said “Thank you young Malfoy, you are dismissed”.

Standing up, hesitating for a second, Draco looked at Hermione then into his Lord’s eyes bowed his head before saying “Thank you My Lord”, he turned, made eye contact with Snape, nodded his way, and left the room.

The Dark Lord waited until the double door closed, to look at Snape who was looking at his pet, a thoughtful look on his face.

“Severus, I want you to start preparing The Felix Ligatio Potion.”

Severus Snape kept his stern features unchanged when he replied, ”My Lord you know there’s a very indispensable ingredient, in order for me to complete the potion…”

The Dark Lord smiled gently when he looked down at his sleeping beauty, and retorted, “Do not worry about the hymen blood, I will siphon it into the vial you will provide me with, and send it back to you.”

A surprised look passed through the potions’ Master’s eyes then he enquired, cautiously ”Excuse me for bluntly asking My Lord, is it Miss Granger’s?”

“Indeed it is Severus” He smiled, and Snape looking at him, had the sentiment of seeing a cat that caught and swallowed a canary.

‘So Miss Granger is still a virgin, despite that dunderhead’s pathetic attempts at bedding her. Good! She did not allow the imbecile into her pants; this definitely does her credit.   100 points to Gryffindor, Miss Granger’ He smirked, the irony! She would have given anything to hear him say this to her during Potions’ classes.

Feeling the Dark Lord gazing at him, he looked up to ask again, more relaxed now,

“Is she the one?” His Lord nodded, and said, ”Get us something to drink Severus, a glass of red Elf-made wine for me. We have many issues to discuss”

Standing up and heading to the small bar area, parallel to where they were sitting, he poured himself a good measure of Firewhiskey and brought back his Master’s red wine. Sitting back in his leather armchair, facing Lord Voldemort, he was curious to know the details, he asked again, ”Have you tested her?”

Sipping his from his glass, He looked up at Snape, then licked his lips before answering ”Twice” The Potions’ Master’s surprise was not quickly hidden, his whole body language denoted eagerness to know more about the whole experience, he shifted forward a bit.

“If I may my Lord, was it a complete success or was there any hindrance? If my memory serves me well, you have told me, a year ago, that Dumbledore had used the ‘Subsisto Cruor’ on her.”

“Indeed Severus, the asshole did use it on her. In two layers, but I broke the ‘healing’ spell, which in her case was a curse. I removed the first layer, and sensed her powers, the next day I removed the second layer, and our magical core streamed and connected like 2 pieces of a puzzle! I know this is a one on a billion probability…. it is almost impossible …..but since I saw her during the Ministry blunder, I knew there was something involving us, until I remembered Salazar Slytherin’s book ….”.

Taking a big gulp of his wine he continued, eyes blood red, wrath showing on his features, “At the Ministry when she I saw her fighting, something just did not add up. Her spells were powerful yet they came out in bursts! There was no flow to them. I saw how her magical aura was weakened. I concentrated my magical aura on her, seeking hers, it was there but like subdued or restrained, then I knew there was a restrictive spell cast upon her. "

Pausing to take another sip, then he resumed, "The manipulative son of a bitch cock-sucker! When I think that he used this simple healing spell on her!! The ‘Subsisto Cruor’ is used on hemorrhage victims, to stop the loss of blood, and he used it to lock her magical powers! To evade being caught in his web of lies, he almost crippled her magic! He was afraid her magical power would show and eclipse that of Potter, ‘Savior and hope of the Light’. That little piece of shit abused her trust, and wanted to bond her to the Weasley troll. Every time I think of his conniving schemes, I feel like going to Azkaban to piss in his teeth less gaping mouth, and then wipe my cock on that troll’s forehead.” He seethed, gritting his teeth.

Severus shook his head in dismay; Albus Dumbledore left many victims behind him, but he is paying for his crimes in the most abject and degrading way possible, along with all of his accomplices. Looking at Hermione, he asked, “ Why did she have a panic attack?”

A frown marred the face of Lord Voldemort, then he mumbled, “It was my fault” and took a sip from his wineglass.

Taking a sizeable gulp himself, Severus enquired cautiously, seeing that his master’s mood turned gloomy, ”If I may my Lord, how is it your fault?”

A sigh, yes a sigh slipped past the Dark lord’s lips, and the potions’ Master couldn’t believe his ears, he is sighing? He is sighing! ‘What the hell did he do to her?’

He got his answer when his Master looked remorseful, which made Severus even more flabbergasted, “ I showed her a pensieve of that slut’s first week in Azkaban with the guards”.

Professor Severus Snape was famous for his stern, unflappable and calm demeanor, in the direst of circumstances, but if anyone could have seen him right now, they would think Armageddon was imminent, or a meteorite the size of Everest was about to wipe the human race. His eyes were so big, and bulging out, his face turned pallid, and he was feeling an urgent need, for the second time in his life, to kick something or hit somebody. He wanted to yell at the man before him ‘are you fucking insane? Have you lost your mind?’ but he couldn’t, he couldn’t …

His Master’s voice drew him back to a more manageable anger; he looked at him with onyx eyes filled with blame and disappointment.

“I know Severus, I went too far, too fast…I will obliviate parts of her memory about it, the last part, then use the false memory charm and replace the void with a nice or neutral memory. I know she would be able to tell if she was obliviated, that is why I will add something kind for her to remember about me” A smirk pulled his lips and his eyes twinkled with satisfaction, thinking of what’s to insert in his little witch’s mind.

Shaking his head in acquiescence, Snape whispered” Yes My Lord, it would be for the better, for the both of you, she might have never forgiven you for your merciless reprisal, though the Weasley girl does not deserve her mercy or compassion, nor any of that damned lot for that matter.”

“Do not worry Severus, I know which pensieve I am going to show her later on, she needs to know who betrayed her.”

“Who didn’t…” Severus Snape was not asking, he knew the Order of the phoenix members, were simply using Miss Granger, not really appreciating her loyalty, especially Albus Dumbledore who needed her brain and knowledge, while Ron wanted to fuck her. They thought once the war is won, by the Light side that is, she would become dispensable if not disposable.

Sighing he looked at his Lord, who was casting his Legilimens spell on the sleeping girl, then with a complicated flick of his wand, touching her forehead whispering “Obliviate” another flick then “Memoria Recordatio”

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