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Necessary Sacrifices	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 31254 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hermione was curled around the body
of the greatest wizard alive, feeling conflicted.�

He was pleased right now � the
quiet satisfaction radiated off him -

..She wasn�t so pleased.�

About a quarter of the way through
all the curses she�d learned today she�d lost control of a tricky strangulation
hex and.. and..�

the sound as the head hit the flagstones was echoing
in her head.�

It was a kind of meaty crack.�

His head..

his head had come off..

and then blood..�

oh god..� it was terrible.�
She�d killed him!� She killed
someone today!� For the first time and it
was horrible.� She didn�t want to ever do
it again.�

Why had she wanted to learn this
anyway?!� What was she doing?!!�
She should be back at Hogwarts with Harry..�

The realities of that �impossible situation slid back into her
mind uncomfortably, along with the attached bright glowing feeling that Tom had
saved her.��

He seemed so..content
that she�d killed that man.� It didn�t
bother him at all � he almost looked like he�d expected it when she turned to
him in shock, unable to even move.� He�d vanished the body as if it were nothing and then gone to
her, swept her up into his arms and brought her back to the couch.�

He�d been stroking her hair and comforting her for an hour now.�

She didn�t feel any better about what she�d done.�

She couldn�t remember his name. �Had Tom told her?!�

It was just..inhuman..to kill
someone accidentally and not even know their name.�

Was accidentally even the right
word?!� She�d been cursing the man for
two hours already.� She�d..tortured �him.�

�Shhhh..� You didn�t� came
the soft voice above her head.�

He was listening to her
thoughts.� She struggled to try to
occlude.� He didn�t like it when she was
loud.

She gasped as strong arms abruptly lifted her at the shoulders so that he could
see into her face.�

�Never.. never.. think that, Hermione!� I always wish to hear you....occlude before
others but do not do so for me.� I enjoy your mind..
in fact I consider it one of my greater
pleasures.� I did not intend to snap at
you this morning.� I regret it.� Do stop shutting me out now..��

She bit her lip uncertainly and
lowered her eyes.� She wasn�t any
good.� She�d failed..
she�d k-killed one of his servants because of her
incompetence.�� Because
she was weak.��

A kiss was pressed gently to her temple.�

�You are not weak, my dear.. you
are simply innocent and so very young.�
The state of your mind now reminds me of my own panic at accidentally
killing for the first time.�

That was a very long time ago and I doubt history would record it even if any
other knew of it.�

Hermione lifted her gaze
curiously.� The crimson eyes were fixed
on her but there was a faint softness far far behind
them of an uncomfortable memory.�

She wanted to know but.. asking
him about his feelings wasn�t well received last time so she tried to push her
curiosity down.�

The grip on her shoulders loosened
and she sank back to his chest, resting her head on him, feeling the slow rise
and fall of his breathing.� She held him
more tightly.

�I�m sorry� she whispered.�

The hand stroking her hair stilled and cupped the back of her head� �It is quite
alright, Hermione.� I told you that the
man was expendable.� He really wasn�t
worthy of your remorse.�

If you knew of some of the things he has done you would consider your accident
a relatively humane execution.�

His name was Aramel Gorlich,
incidentally.� He is survived by no
one.� He did have a wife but killed her
some years ago - while she was
pregnant with his offspring. �

As I recall it was over something trifling.�
She had burned his dinner or burned his shirt or something of that
ilk.� It was a matter of no import and I
do not recall.�

He enjoyed torturing and killing, Hermione.�
He was a paedophile.� He was
useful only in projecting the image
of viciousness for which the death eaters are feared.�

It is true that he was obedient � loyal only to me � it was purely because I
enabled him to satisfy his desires while the wizarding world would have given
him the kiss years, possibly decades, ago.�

He took care of distasteful jobs since he was entirely unsuitable for use in
interrogation - the retrieval of information was always secondary to his lust
for inflicting pain.�

He was a sadist � which I could accept - what rendered him worthless in my
estimation was the fact that he was a particularly obtuse and crude man.� Do not mourn him.��

She nodded against the hard chest,
still feeling miserable.� The hand on her
head moved to stroke down her back gently and Tom�s voice was softer when he
spoke next

�You performed well.� That particular
curse is somewhat tricky.� I have seen
others make that error with it.. It requires precise
control and grading � which is impossible unless you have used it and become
familiar with its strength and power differential.� You will have to practice it more, in order
to be able to use it to full effect � it can be very useful if applied
well.� More useful than
pain curses in fact, if you are patient enough.�� The feeling of suffocation is very
persuasive.� If you slowly increase the
curse, almost all vict..targets
will surrender whatever it is you are in pursuit of.�

And it leaves no identifying marks � which can also be desirable.� You do not have to heal a target you are obliviating.�

It is sensitive enough to use on...weaker specimens also..��

Hermione frowned.� Weaker specimens.� �Do you mean children?!� she questioned
suspiciously.�

The chest beneath her cheek paused in its slow movement.�

�..and the elderly or physically infirm� he
confirmed.�

At that she did lift her head and
frown at the man beneath her.� He raised
his eyebrows and smirked faintly.�

�Oh come..do not tell me you are already imagining me to be a kind and decent fellow, Hermione?!� There are circumstances in which such
individuals may have information one requires and may also be disinclined to provide it freely.� In time you will see that utilizing such a
curse can be considered merciful.. in light of the available
alternatives.�

And clearly you wish to avoid harming the
innocent.. or those you perceive from a simplistic perspective
to be innocent, at least.��

She felt her hackles go up.� �Children are innocent!� The prisoners in your dungeons are probably
mostly innocent.� There are innocent
people!� You called me innocent a minute ago!��

Tom smiled, amused. �Innocence
itself is rather a relative thing, my dear.�
You are quite innocent in comparison with say... myself.. or Severus..or
perhaps even Draco Malfoy..� however you are not nearly as innocent as most of the
friends that you willingly betrayed in order to buy access to my tutelage
and... other favours.��

She felt her eyes widen at the implication and the Dark Lord chuckled darkly,
continuing �As for children.. that
too is rather relative.� I myself harmed
other children for the first time at the tender age of four, as the matron at
my orphanage informed me � I was �a bad seed� apparently.�

I know that young Malfoy still remembers drowning Pansy Parkinson�s kitten at
her fifth birthday party because he himself was not allowed one and because the
girl had refused to allow him to play with it.��

�Incidentally - I�ve always found
it fascinating the way the Parkinson girl slavishly adores him despite the countless cruelties that the boy has
shown her over the years.� Rather a
pathetic little creature.� I recruited
her based purely upon her loyalty to Malfoy.�
She actually possesses no skills or abilities of practical use �
Nevertheless, I have no doubt that she will do anything to protect him.�

That kind of blind devotion can be leveraged � even if it is not to me
directly.� Malfoy is quite a valuable
little pawn.��

Hermione blinked and smiled
crookedly at the chalk white inhuman face chatting quite amiably to her about
things she seriously doubted he
discussed with others.� It was actually
flattering.� She felt..a
strange diffuse sense of hope.��

Tom seemed to realise it at that moment too and frowned faintly before leaning
forward and pressing a light kiss above her right eyebrow.�

�Well..� at least you have recovered from your bout of self
recrimination.� I believe I have veered
some distance off my point � which was that innocence is a relative and not an
absolute property.� I could take you down
to the dungeons right now and I guarantee that we would not find a single
absolutely innocent person.. even
among the children..��

�You have children in your dungeon?!!� Hermione gasped. �Why?!� What could they possibly have done!?� Wh..� she petered
out as realisation struck.� They hadn�t done anything..
Tom� had said
that the Gorlich man she�d k..well..
him anyway � he�d said that he was a paedophile.� Perhaps there were more of them in his
service.� Perhaps that was why he had
children in his dungeons.�

The smooth face nodded once, crimson eyes appraising her reaction.� �It is not the only reason.� There are some
potions ingredients that..�� He stopped seeing her pale and continued on
tangentially �and in most cases they are there simply because they were
acquired along with a party of others.��

Hermione nodded tightly.� She leaned into
the hand that stroked down her cheek gently.�

�I had assumed you realised what
you were doing when you came to me, Hermione.. I did
not imagine you would be quite this disturbed by the general affairs in my
domain.� You are an intelligent girl.. and you have learned of many
incidents involving my servants, I believe?!�
You have had the opportunity to read several darker potions text � where
did you think that ingredients such as fresh human endocrine gland or fresh
human bile came from?�

She bit her lip uneasily.� �I...know it..or.. I
knew it in a distant objective sense.. but it�s not the same as... or..�

she frowned at the tangle in her head.�

�I�m confused� she admitted softly.� �I
have a lot of conflicting viewpoints at the moment.� And guilt I guess..��

Tom sighed ��I have noticed... However I am quite
certain that that will settle in time.�
In the meantime I will..try to tolerate..your
moral outbursts.��

She felt him delve slender fingers into the hair at the back of her head,
running them through it a short way before tangling.� He smiled genuinely, his eyes creasing as he
tightened his hand to a fist and urged her forward into his kiss.� The cool lips upon hers were always a
surprise when her mind expected them to be warmer.� She gave herself over to the kiss
automatically, closing her eyes and moaning as his tongue slipped against and
teased her own.�

When he released her after a minute she felt noticeably dazed and heated and
leaned in wanting to resume the pleasant activity, her hands sliding down to
his robe fastenings.�

His hand on her own stopped her before she could reach them.�

�Unfortunately I must shortly leave
for a meeting.� There will not be
sufficient time for that right now � you will have to wait.��

She groaned and dropped her
forehead to his chest, feeling the small movement of his soft laugh.�

�I take it you would prefer I delayed my meeting for your pleasure?��

She sighed and shook her head, not
raising her forehead from the smooth silky material of his robes.�� When a fingertip stroked down her spine she
couldn�t help shivering and wishing vehemently that he didn�t have to go right now..

She gasped and panted shallowly when his lips moved over the curve of her ear,
his breath ghosting over the sensitive organ as one hand gripped the back of
her neck lightly and the other skated down her side.� �Oh God..� she
murmured needily.�
�please..stay��

She felt the smirk.�

�And what will you do in return, my dear?��

She groaned.� Stupid question.� What did he want now?!� The nip of his teeth on the sensitive part of
her neck had her shuddering in pleasure.�

�Anything.. what do you
want..� she whispered, her hands moving anew to the fastening of his
robes.�

His lips at her ear murmured �I
want you to master that spell by the time I return.� and you will train
on a prisoner this time.��

She frowned and didn�t respond to
the offer even though she moaned as he sucked her ear lobe gently.�

�You should agree� he prompted her, in between sucking on that sensitive spot
on her neck and trailing his cool tongue over the throb of her carotid
artery.�

She turned her head automatically like a plant seeking sunlight.� �mmm
ok..� she mumbled fumbling at his robe with clumsy hands.�

A moment later he must have vanished their clothes because there was cool skin
beneath her and his fingertips moving over her back were positively
intoxicating.�

Somehow he rolled them both in
place on the sofa and she found herself beneath the pale hard body, the strangely
hypnotic crimson gaze roving over her body appreciatively.�

He traced a fingertip around the ring of her aureole and her nipples stood
painfully as if on command.�

The lazy smirk on the serpentine face made her blush.�

�Always so responsive..� he murmured and� leaned down over her flicking a cool pointed
tongue over the nipple he had been circling. �

She moaned and arched into him.� It felt
like quenching a fire and starting one at the same time.� �More..� she
whimpered.��

He moved slightly and then she felt
his upper thigh pressed against her pubic bone.�
She couldn�t help rubbing against it slightly as he suckled upon her
nipple, his hand stroking over her other breast.��

For all his declared lateness Tom spent a long time teasing and nibbling at her
breasts while subtly encouraging her to rut helplessly against his leg, moving
it away from her whenever she started to climb toward climax.� His hard cock slid over her hipbone silkily
all the while.� No matter how she writhed
and tried to shift she couldn�t get near it.�

After a while she was whining and begging him mindlessly �Please.. please.. Tom..
oh god.. please.. need you..� But he still didn�t let her reach him.. still didn�t put his cock where
she so desperately wanted it.

Instead he kissed his way down her body swiftly till he could lie between her
splayed legs and then the merciless teasing continued till she was almost
crying out in need.� His cool tongue slid
and flickered everywhere but where she most wanted it, heightening her arousal
but not providing relief.�

She wanted to use her fingers to relieve the frustration but knew without a
doubt that if she even moved them toward her pussy she�d find herself bound or
worse.�

Bucking and shifting her pelvis didn�t help.�
He didn�t restrain her but when she moved he would draw back for a
second in punishment.�

Finally almost weeping in desperation she whimpered �PLEASE!!� My Lord.. please.. I can�t take any more.. please! Please.��

The sudden swipe of the flat of his tongue made her come
immediately, crying out at the overwhelming force of unexpected sensation.��

And then the torment continued as
he didn�t stop..
but instead restrained her through her cries and
pleading, continuing to stimulate her oversensitive clitoris till he�d pushed
her to two more climaxes with his tongue alone.�

Her head reeled mazedly and she blinked, somewhat
disorientated in the wake of the last rush of endorphins, as he moved up her
body and captured her mouth.�

The taste was tangy and sweet and not entirely unpleasant she registered dimly,
as the length of his hard body pressed against her.� It felt automatic to wrap her legs about his
hips even though the gentle sliding motions of his hard cock through the slick
of her pussy made her jerk and shift oversensitively.��

When he shifted and then stabbed
down, penetrating her suddenly and deeply she gasped and arched in shock, even
as he dropped his head to her neck, groaning in satisfaction.�

He hadn�t prepared her with his fingers and despite how dripping wet she had
been, it was a tight stretch.� She hissed in slight discomfort as he pulled
back and plunged into her again, slow and deep.�

He raised his head slightly and looked into her face with pupils so dilated
that they were like black circles.� The
slits that served as his nose widened for a moment and he closed his eyes, a
smile curving his lips before hissing something in parseltongue that sounded
suspiciously like an expletive.��

He began to move in her more quickly just as her oversensitivity gave way to
arousal and she used her legs around him to move her hips, rocking into the
delicious thrusts, as she slid her arms from his back up to his neck, pulling
him down into her kiss.� His low groan of
pleasure and the slightly erratic speeding of his movement told her how much he
liked that.�

She wasn�t prepared for him to
slide his hand between them and flick her clitoris with the pad of his
thumb.� It took only a few moments before
she was overcome.� The pleasure was so
much more when he was inside her moving and her overwrought cry was muffled by
his mouth.� She could feel his smirk
against her lips.�� He hadn�t come
yet.� He had stilled within her,
mercifully, as her entire pussy throbbed in overstimulation and he pulled away
from her lips and looked down at her with a dark satisfied expression.

�You do realise, I could make you come like this for hours, my dear.. and that is without the use of magic.. If I were to use magic I could do so
much more.. Enhance the strength and duration of your
release severalfold.. lengthen my endurance to days..�

Were I to utilise dark magic.. I could force you to come on command, irrespective what I
might happen to be doing to you... or not doing to you.� Or.. as you saw with poor disobedient Bella.. I could deny you
any sexual pleasure whatsoever.�

There are a great many other things I might do for fun.� How would you like to orgasm every time you
see a book?� What about whenever a common
word is spoken in your presence..� Or... perhaps every time
you see the colour red?� That
would be amusing if I brought you to a revel..��

Hermione, regaining her breath,
gazed up at him with the tinge of fear edging into her mind.� The thought of coming over and over for hours
was frightening enough at this point.. nevermind all the rest of..that..� She shook her head slightly.� �please don�t� she whispered.�

He snorted and kissed her lightly
on the lips.�

�Turn over, my delicious little novitiate..� he murmured against her cheek,
withdrawing from her to kneel back on his heels, straddling her calves, his
hard cock slick and shiny with her juices.�

Her fear spiked massively.� He wasn�t going to...�� She swallowed apprehensively, looking up at
the beautiful body attractively displayed, each muscle defined and balanced.�

Tom tilted his head questioningly,
and he didn�t need to say �what are you still doing on your back when I have
instructed you to position yourself otherwise� � the slight threat was
implicit.�

Biting her lip, she rolled and
turned herself carefully till she was on her stomach.� She felt nothing for a few moments as her
worry grew and then his tongue swiped quite rapidly up her spine, causing a
massive full body shudder in pleasure.

�Oh god..� she gasped.�

His hand moved her hair to the side and then he was nibbling on her neck
gently, making her writhe beneath his body, even as his hands reached beneath
her and cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples between his first and second
fingers. She could only purr in delight.�

He spoke softly below her ear.

�Do not worry...what you fear will not happen..today..�� he emphasised the
distinction and the frisson of fear skated over her nerves again.�

His voice in her ear sounded faintly amused� -�Why do you fear it so when you have
never tried it?� How do you know you will
not enjoy it?�� -he whispered
teasingly.�

She swallowed and answered honestly,
focusing with difficulty through the enticing action of his hands and
mouth.� �I..read
that it is painful...and.. :avender
was making jokes about how much it hurt once.�

Tom hmmed above her.�
The vibration tickled.� He
responded �It can be painful..but I will ensure you enjoy it when I decide to take your
final innocence.� You will enjoy it
...immensely.. trust me..� �

At that he moved away, his hands sliding down the sides of her body to rest on
her hips.� He pulled her gently up till
she knelt and stroked over her skin as if petting some kind of animal.�

She half turned, uneasily, when his hand brushed down over her ass, his thumb
delving between her buttocks.�
�Beautiful� he whispered.�

She saw him reach down and then felt his cock being positioned at her entrance
again.� It felt somehow..larger..
this way.�

His blood red eyes flicked up to her briefly before he began to press carefully
forward, stretching her anew and sliding into her slick prepared channel.�

She turned back to face ahead,
stretching her arms out slightly before her and trying to press backward into
him, but his hands held her firmly in place, unable to move as he slowly slid
in.�

He felt a lot longer this way too, she found, as his hard length stabbed slowly
against her cervix, creating a slightly painful pressure.�� She bit her lip and lowered her head, her
hair falling around her face.

When he started to move in and out
quickly it hurt more and she clenched her eyes against it.� It felt like he was stabbing her womb with
each thrust.� She fisted her hands into
the couch.�

Whether he thought this meant she was enjoying it or whether he was enjoying
her pain, he increased the power of his hips, slapping into her hard and she
couldn�t prevent a whimper from escaping.�

At the sound of it he sped up, fucking her hard and fast but when she started
to silently cry at the pain, her face hidden behind her hair, abruptly he
stopped and leaned over her, enfolding her in his arms.� �Shhhh... shhh... Its
alright� he murmured.� �I...�� don�t cry... ��

She felt him withdraw from her body, still hard and then he collapsed next to
her, turning her and wrapping her in his arms as she willingly curled into his
chest.�

�I�m sorry� she said, trying to stop the tears.�

He stroked her hair.� �No.. I..�
Hermione..� he hesitated for long moments and she looked up at
the blurry conflicted expression on the pale unnaturally flat face.� He seemed to decide to go on with what he had
wanted to say. �I told you that Gorlich was a sadist.� ...I am a sadist also.�� A frown crossed his face like a cloud over
the sun on a windy day. �At least...normally.. I am a sadist..� I had thought you realised as much in the
shower this morning.� ..Unaccountably I
find I do not desire your suffering at present.��

Your whimpers were pleasing to me..I quite forgot
myself for a moment until I heard your mind � heard you in pain telling
yourself to hide your tears for me.�� For
some reason.. I find I do not wish to make you weep...
at least not right now.��

He looked at her with a bemused, troubled mien.�
�This..concern.. is
not normal for me.� I don�t quite
understand it.��

She swallowed,
her head against the still, unnaturally cool chest.� After a minute of silence she looked up at
him tentatively.� �I..I
want to please you.� If you want to hurt
me.. I�ll.. well..its fine.��

The man next to her snorted and
smiled a strange smile.� �There is an old
joke, Hermione.. I doubt you�ve heard it.� -Said the masochist to the sadist �hurt me, beat me, do whatever you want to me!� Anything! Scar me, torture me!�� Said the sadist in response �no.��

She frowned, understanding but not
understanding.�

Tom chuckled next to her and leaned
down, placing a gentle kiss at the corner of her lips.� �You are so young..� I thank you for your explicit permission..my
little innocent.� Do not doubt that on
occasion I may very well choose to enjoy your pain � and I shall remind you of
how you declared it quite acceptable.��
He smirked darkly and stroked a smooth finger down her back, his
expression softening slightly. �you are..so..lovely, my dear.� So fresh and sweet.�
Delightful.��

The hand on her back slid to her side and stroked down over her hip to her
thigh, gripping it lightly and lifting it over his own
waist, opening her once more.�� She
looked down and saw that his cock that had wilted for a time was hardening
again.�

He trailed his fingers down her abdomen, over the curly fine hairs on her pubis
and through her pussy, finding her still quite wet.� She couldn�t help moving against his fingers
when he penetrated her with two, pumping them in and out of her slowly.� He removed them and brought them to her
mouth.� �Suck..�
he instructed.� She parted her lips and
took them in, sucking at the tart taste and running the tip of her tongue over
his fingers.�

As she was looking at him she could actually see his narrow slitted pupils dilate as
his breathing rate increased.� It was
amazing to see the effect she could have on this powerful man.� He could probably kill her with a
thought.�

His voice was slightly husky when he spoke.�
�On your knees again, little one.� This time I will take care with you.� I wish you to come to enjoy this position as
I do.��

He withdrew his fingers slowly from her mouth, as she sucked them hard.

�Mmm.. tempting, little
minx.� I will have your mouth later.. now.. move.� Offer yourself to me as I desire.��

She� rolled next to him and got up onto her
knees.� He moved lazily, raising himself
up and getting to his own knees behind her.

Severus raised the tiny phial to
the light, tilting it and considering the opalescence of the purple
contents.� It looked like it was still
very potent.� Perhaps it could be
marginally pearlier.. but it
would be quite adequate.� It might not
last as long however.� He�d have to use
it at the best time to make sure he didn�t waste any of the effects.�� And.. he�d have to get to brewing some more.�

Might as well begin the non-spoiling ingredients immediately, he mused and
flicked his wand at the walls summoning the earthenwear
pots he would need.�

The small pots held enlargement
charms and were replenished via cornucopia charm automatically from various
potions stores under anonymous accounts. It was most convenient.� It meant that unless there was a general shortage
of an ingredient in the market, he would never run out of anything. So much easier than his potions set up at Hogwarts.�

He�d left the scientists a half
hour ago.� They were all playing with the
pensieve into which he�d placed each of their
memories of the relevant technology and facilities.� They were going to discuss together which
objects they would like and how the room might best be set up based on aspects
of the facilities they knew.��

He had had Tibby set up a doorway to a closed
corridor with their individual bedrooms and the communal bathroom and had
informed them that dinner would appear later and that he would return tomorrow
for their decision on the room.�

Later on the other five scientists would join them.� He had delegated Takiuchi
responsible for greeting and explaining matters to the newcomers and had left
him with five translation charms since he had no idea who would be coming.�

After a stern warning to all not to bicker amongst themselves along national
lines, he had departed, feeling relieved as he�d apparated out and into his own
potions laboratory.�

Theoretically, after the facility
was constructed by Ketta, he would put in a corridor
between the cloning laboratory and his own potions laboratory and the
scientists would be able to come and speak with him when they had an
issue.�

He was not looking forward to it.�

In fact he already wanted to hex the mouthy American who just seemed to have a
bad effect on the others.� Calling the Dark
Lord a mutant and an alien..� He sniggered.�
Soon enough, he was certain, that man would be hanging by his thumbs in
the dungeon.�

He set the walnut shell to grinding
and took up the lemonwood bark, preparing the vinegar bath for it.� He selected three of the largest soft shell
crabs from the tank and put them in a bucket with two litres of water, into
which he added the proportionate measure of doxy venom.� The crabs thrashed and expired quickly.� They would need to sit for six hours to allow
the venom infused liquid to penetrate their flesh completely and convert the
lining of their shell to the compound he needed.��

He was just about to start shelling
the sessalian seeds when he felt his mark
tingle.� That was interesting.� It hadn�t activated like that in.. well.. in
a very long time, at any rate.� Normally
it just burned like hell.� The Dark Lord
must be in a very good mood to have chosen not to hurt him right now.��

He laid aside the seed pods immediately and swiped up the purple potion,
unsealing it and tossing back the entire amount.� It would not do to keep the Dark Lord waiting
after such a gentle summons.��

Shuddering in pain as the violent tingling erupted over his entire body, he braced himself on the potions bench and clenched
his eyes shut.�� It lasted for only half
a minute or so before it abated swiftly and he felt quite well again.�

His robes were a little loose and he� flicked his wand,
adjusting them slightly.� He didn�t want
to make them too tight for the time when the potion would wear off, but he
could adjust the cut to cache the discrepancy in their fit and his current
body.�

He felt...good... he noticed.� He had
energy that he hadn�t noticed himself lacking before.� It was quite pleasant.�

A very faint burn in his mark
suggested to him that the Dark Lord was getting impatient and he apparated immediately,
touching his wand to it.�

He reappeared in the great
hall.� His Lord was sitting on the black
throne with a mildly irritated expression that changed immediately into one of
shock.�

For a moment he felt worried but the slight twist of the man�s lips then
informed him that it was a pleasant shock.�
He dropped to his knees immediately, looking up at the serpentine face
and trying to see his master�s true face behind it.�

It was difficult.. hairless,
pale white, noseless and crimson-eyed, he looked so
different and.. yes.. alien � the yank wasn�t entirely
incorrect.�

But he had to find the beautiful face he remembered in this one somehow.� He had to adjust his perception.� He would have only one chance, he suspected.�

�A clever move, my servant� the Dark
Lord observed approvingly. �-to try to temp me into changing
my mind with a younger form.� This
is not how you appeared when I took you.. but it cannot be many years after that point, I
imagine.� You look like a man in his late
twenties.� It...suits you.��

Severus raised his head
tentatively. �I..could not age back to twenty two, my Lord.� The potion I had in store was of a strength only suitable for a ten year shift.� I am..about twenty
seven at present.� I will brew more.� The strength can be improved. �Perhaps also the..duration..��

He looked into the crimson eyes hopefully. ��It pleases you...Master?��

Lord Voldemort beckoned him closer
and gestured at the floor next to his feet.�
Severus moved to him quickly, kneeling there and looking up, his lank
hair falling into his eyes.� A pale hand
brushed it gently to the side and he wet his lips nervously.��

The features familiar to him only on the other end of a wand cursing him were
soft and the red eyes glinted in the dim firelight.

�Yes.� It pleases me, Severus.� He said finally,
seemingly after consideration.� �You were..you are an
attractive youth.� Work on the
potion.� Enhance its present capabilities
so that I might see again the boy I once desired.��

A rush of relief flooded through
him.� He was not being rejected out of
turn.� It seemed he still possessed the
chance to persuade his master to allow him back into the bedroom where he might
share Hermione, if he was cautious and took care not to come between them.�

He hesitated and then placed a hand absent many of the scars he was familiar
with, gently on the robed knee before him. �May I...�

He was stopped by a cold hand over his own and blinked, forcing himself to
remain calm.

The Dark Lord smirked and then made
a vague gesture at himself, obviously throwing up a glamour.� The painfully beautiful face he feared in the
back of his mind swam into view superimposing the pale noseless
one.� This image affected him
viscerally.� He couldn�t help the faint
whine in the back of his throat looking up at the man.� �Please!..� he
whispered. �I..� his voice broke even as his mind was
screaming out �I want to be Yours!!� Please don�t send me away..
anything for you!!�
Anything!!� Don�t send me away
again.� I�ll..
I�ll put up a better fight next time.. I�ll please you
more.. i�ll...anything..
I need you. I�m sorry.. whatever
I did.. please my Lord.�� The pain of being sent out of the man�s
bedroom and ignored felt fresh in his chest.�

Obviously the Dark Lord heard his
mind, since the smile widened slightly.�
He leaned closer, stroking fingers over Severus� cheeks, along his jaw
and tilting his head up.�

�You are remarkably shallow, aren�t
you, my servant?!�� He smirked at him,
leaning closer still.�

Severus couldn�t keep his breath from speeding at his pure proximity.� He wanted him to kiss him..
he desperately wanted to taste his lips again.

�I�m sorry, master.. yes.. perhaps..
I can�t help it.. i�m
sorry.� I�ll try to be less so� he
babbled, having difficulty reeling-in his mind.�

The beautiful Dark Lord chuckled
low, running a thumb along his sharp jaw again.�
�I suppose it matters little.. If you are
successful in your little project then I shall soon wear this face
permanently.�

I expect Hermione will occasionally request I glamour myself into my current form.. she does seem to like it.�
No doubt she will miss it.��

Severus listened and stared and
tried to focus.� Hermione.� Yes.�
He wanted Hermione, didn�t he?�
Yes.� Of course.� But.. but right now he wanted the man in front of him more.� He couldn�t even compare the two.

�You desire me more than the girl?�
the soft voice enquired, pleased.�

He nodded desperately. �Yes.. I desire you more than any other, my Lord.�� All the years... only ever
you.�� The surprise on the
attractive face seemed only to enhance its beauty and he whimpered, edging
closer.�

�I truly broke you, didn�t I, Severus.� I confess that I had never realised the
extent to which I had conquered you.� I
watched you become harder and colder in the wake of your dismissal and thought
it a useful adaptation.. but
perhaps I might have released you too hastily.��

Severus felt a stab of hope in his heart.�
The Dark Lord regretted hurting him so deeply?� It seemed too good to be true.� He forced himself not to allow the fleeting
hope that he was more important to the man than a spy and a potions
master.� Raising his eyes he found
himself inches away from his master, who had leaned closer still.�

�You think I cared nothing for you,
Severus?� Perhaps I convinced myself it
was so.. It seems I certainly convinced you it was so.� But if I truly thought nothing of you � you
would be dead.. just as every
single lover I have ever taken, with
the exception of my new apprentice.�

I allowed you to live, little potions
master � and you were not, at that point, irreplaceable.�� He closed the gap and pressed cool lips
against Severus own, who responded eagerly, his mouth moving over the Dark Lord�s
and his mind unwinding completely.�

When the Dark Lord pulled back after several minutes they were both panting and
Severus had wound his arms around the other mans neck.�� He looked up into unfocused crimson eyes and
a faint smile.� The glamour had fallen
partially and the pale white skin and eyes were showing through even as the
hair and nose held strong.� It wasn�t a
bad look, Severus considered.��

A thumb brushed over his bottom lip and he wanted to suck it.� He.. there was something else
he wanted to suck actually.�

Seeing the direction of his
thoughts the man above him leaned back on the throne, smirking.� Severus needed no further encouragement and
had the black silken robe unfastened and his Lord�s cock freed in less than
thirty seconds.� He veritably pounced upon the half hard cock, sucking
it to attention and then working it masterfully until his Lord was panting and
groaning beneath him, his hands clenched on the arms of the throne.� He didn�t dare to tease him for long but made
sure that his climax was earth-shakingly intense,
with every trick he had learned over the years, bar anal penetration.� That, too, he was not quite daring enough to
attempt at present on this man.�� He
suspected that his Lord was never..ever.. a bottom in these affairs.�

When the spasms abated and he had swallowed every drop avidly, he cleaned and
replaced his master�s organ, without thinking, refastening the robes and
kneeling low, resting his head on the hard thigh next to him.�

He risked a glance up.� The Dark Lord�s glamour had fallen completely
in his distraction and he was now resting his serpentine-featured head back on
the throne with his eyes closed and a faint smile on his face.�

�That was..eminently satisfying, Severus� he murmured,
reaching a hand forward to the head laying against his thigh and stroking
through his hair.�

Severus closed his eyes, enjoying
the feeling and trying to reconcile in his mind that this appearance was part of the other
man he worshipped, and not that the other face was but a glamour over this man that he feared.�

Obviously hearing him, his master, apparently extremely relaxed at present,
responded �complete your project quickly and you shall not see this visage
again, my servant.�� In fact -� I am ready to hear
your report on that subject.��

The Dark Lord made no move to open
his eyes, sit up or dismiss Severus to the floor of the great hall, so Severus
gave him the report on the day�s work from his position leaning against the
man�s thigh with his hand gently stroking through his hair.� It felt strange.. as if he were a cat.�
He heard the faint sniff of amusement and the hand moved to scratch him
lightly behind his ear.� To his chagrin
it actually felt quite satisfying and the snort that came this time was louder
and, he imagined, accompanied by a smirk.��

After he had finished the briefing
there was silence for a minute.� His head
was bowed in the meantime and the Dark Lord was rubbing his neck.�

He mused aimlessly on how it might be if the talented hand were to apply itself
to his shoulders and back.. how
it might be to lay with the man in this form?.. From his memory of the time
waking up in his bed with Hermione, it was only his master�s face that had
become..unusual.. the rest of
him looked, if anything, even more perfectly constructed than ever.��

He growled in pleasure as the hand on his neck moved down to rub the muscles at
the apex of shoulder and neck.� It was so relaxing.�

The soft voice above him jilted him out of his mild stupor and he listened
attentively.� �I wish you to find a way
to permanently remain in a youthened state, Severus.�
As you preferentially desire my original form, I believe I prefer you in
this state.� As an added benefit to your
finding such a method � you will also be able to preserve me in the age you desire... Would you like that?��

The question wasn�t one really and Severus
nodded against his master�s leg, while his hand teased away the knots in Severus�
shoulder muscles.

�Mmm... yes� he mumbled, feeling extremely
relaxed.�

�Good.� The Dark Lord responded
soothingly. �Tomorrow, Hermione will come and spend part of the day with your
muggle zoo and you.� You were right.� She may perhaps be of assistance.� I will see whether I can spare some time to
spend with you both.� The rest of the day
she will be reading and practicing her hexes.�
She is working through Aestor�s compendium at
present.��

Severus� head shot up.� �You left her working through that book?!! But-�

The frown on the Dark Lord�s face
stopped him and he swallowed and tried to suppress the urgent need he suddenly
felt to check that she was ok.

�No, Severus.� I would not leave her to work through the
book alone.� I observed her complete the first
quarter of the book with proficiency this morning.� She had some difficulty with a gradiated strangulation hex and so she is practicing that
hex � and only that hex- at
present.�

Severus hoisted a brow.� It felt somehow different on this face, as if
he hadn�t trained the muscles for it as much.. or as if the skin lacked the proper folds in the right
places to facilitate it.

�Difficulty?� he enquired, resisting a small smirk.�

A large smirk appeared on the Dark Lord�s
face. �Yes.. she popped Gorlich�s head off accidentally.��

Severus, surprised though he was
that the Dark Lord would let her train upon his
own men..couldn�t help but snigger softly.� He had despised Gorlich
anyway.�

�I imagine that did not go over well then.��

The Dark Lord struggled to suppress
the smirk that threatened to become a grin. �No.. she wept for him actually.� I had to spend over an hour comforting
her.� Still..
The first is the worst, as they say � Hopefully, now it will become easier over
time to motivate her to practice the more lethal hexes.��

Severus nodded, unsure whether that
was a good thing.� Hermione was so
innocent in many ways.� It might be sad
to watch that innocence slip away.

�Who is she training on now, then?� he asked absently, hoping it was someone
like Gorlich.�
The response that she was using a prisoner surprised him.� The Dark Lord smirked again.

�As you say � she is so very innocent... She bargained for
me to delay the meeting I �needed to leave for�.�� Hence you find me here three quarters of an
hour later than I had intended to meet you, and vastly mellower than I
otherwise would have been, while she
no longer has any excuse to refuse prisoners as targets.��

The Dark Lord frowned
suddenly.� Severus felt his nerves spring
to alert automatically.� He couldn�t very
well ask �what is it?!� � he might be allowed to suck
the man�s cock now but he doubted that that degree of familiarity would be
tolerated.��

�Draco� the Dark Lord offered absently. �He was here yesterday and took a gift
to Potter for me.��

At his politely questioning stare,
his master continued accommodatingly. �Memories, Severus.� I offered Potter the truth about Dumbledore
and Hermione�s current whereabouts.� I
did not offer him the truth about the
nature of her presence here... or yours for that matter.� I was going to traumatise the little cretin
but at the last minute I thought this might be better.� Perhaps he will even run from Hogwarts.��

Severus experienced a tiny little
clenching in his chest.� Lilly�s son.. he�d...defiled him..and he probably would react to the news about Dumbledore
with panic and hasty action.� He might
indeed run.�

It pained him slightly to think of him dying.�
He�d sworn to protect him.� ..and the way the boy had clung to him so desperately..�

He lowered his head, unwilling to meet the Dark Lord�s eyes.�

A slender finger beneath his chin guided his face back up.� His master frowned at him and then the
crimson eyes widened in surprise. �...Severus.. do you still wish to protect the boy?!��

He averted his gaze unhappily and sighed.�

�Look at me!� his master demanded,
incensed.�

Against his own better judgement he
complied, opening his memories to scrutiny.� He felt the Dark Lord sifting the many
memories of the boy finding guilt, anger, irritation, jealousy, but then in the
most recent memories, compassion, sympathy, lust, tenderness and
protectiveness.� He saw himself with the
poison in his hand, looking down at the vulnerable boy holding his hand.� Then the same boy was whimpering in seeming
pain and fear at the invisible barrier he�d erected and then he was clamped
around him, clinging with his entire body to Severus, arousing him with his
closeness.�

The next memories went past in flashes.. kissing the
boy, sucking him as he mewled and begged, pushing his head down upon his own
cock, preparing to penetrate him before Weasley, that worm, interrupted them
both.��

The Dark Lord pulled out of Severus�
mind and his expression was strained, tense.�
�I see..� he murmured darkly.�

Severus lowered his eyes and
swallowed.� �I�m
..sorry, my Lord.� He whispered hoarsely.�

His master shook his head absently,
looking distracted.� �I will think on the
matter.� Leave me, Severus.�� His voice sounded colder somehow.� Just a bit more like the Dark Lord he�d known
before Hermione came into the picture.� He
nodded miserably and half rose, descending the stairs backwards and then bowing
and apparating on the spot.�

Back in his potions lab he berated
himself at length on his stupidity.� His
master had been affectionate with him.. had generously shared information with him.. and now.. he felt incongruently as
if he had betrayed him with his mortal enemy.�
It was terrible.��

The kiss they had just shared flashed in his mind.. that face.. the man he would do
anything for.. His master was going to become that man again permanently and he
wanted Severus.. he had
actually wanted him.. he�d instructed him to make his change permanent.. he had determined that he would be allowed to see Hermione
again tomorrow.. and now everything was ruined because
of Severus own ridiculous concern for the bane of his life.�

He should have poisoned the boy!

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