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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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Voldemort was sitting drinking tea
from flowery teacups (apparently because it tasted
better with irises and gladioli on the service) and listening to some drivel
about a creature that he was almost certain did not exist and the trouble that
a certain tribe he had never heard of had been having with it.�
The little blond girl seemed
delighted to have the opportunity to tell him about this.� She was enthusiastically rabbiting
on in a continuous stream of nonsense.�
It was a dramatic change to her communication style in any normal
conversation � in which she gave the impression that she was on some kind of
strong potion that had both calming and hallucinogenic properties.�
The disturbing thing was that part
of him was beginning to question the possible existence of these Snorkaks.� He was questioning the teachings he�d acquired
in his own magizoological studies.� Most of his mind was observing this entire
charade with impatient disgust but the small uncertainty was nesting in the
back of his mind even so.
He was trying to remind himself why
the girl wasnt hanging from her ankles in the
dungeons when Draco apropos of nothing
apparated panting into the room.�

Raising his wand to crucio the brat for his
impudence, he was halted when Draco choked out �Potter wants to run!� Can�t get out! Necklace!� Please come!!��
He vanished
the cup he held and grabbed the boy by the collar of his robes, dragging him to
an inch from his face.�

�Where?!� he hissed urgently.�

Draco managed to get out that Potter was a few metres from the forbidden forest
apparition point.�
He hesitated.� He could not get through the ward there.� He would be unable to do anything.�
Making the decision quickly he
dragged the boy by side-along apparition to the muggle laboratory where
Hermione was sitting on a labstool at a bench
chatting with a Chinese man.�

Severus was not in view but he could summon the man shortly.� It made no difference.��

Striding to her, he grabbed her with the hand that wasn�t trailing a dizzy
blond wizard and apparated them both to the marker, summoning Lucius and Severus at the same time.�
Hermione, bewildered and light
headed nearly crashed to the ground on arrival and he dropped Malfoy to balance
her.�

The crack behind him informed him that Severus was with them.

�My Lord?!� he started, confused.
Hermione� suddenly jolted upright.� �Harry!!� she yelped in surprise.
Voldemort�s own head flew up,
scanning and finding the boy standing about ten metres away.
�Mione!� the brat called. �I can�t
come closer. There�s some kind of spell on your necklace. Dumbledore gave me
it.� It strangles me.��
Hermione immediately moved to go to
him and Voldemort grabbed her hurriedly.

�No!� Severus..
See if you can reach Potter and examine the item.�
The man next to him nodded and
tried to pass the ward, finding it closed.�
�No.. he�s changed it. I�m shut out, my Lord.��
Voldemort raged. �Where is Lucius?!!�

He focused and reversed the apparition connection.� The elder Malfoy appeared suddenly
, one leg in a pair of expensive trousers, silk boxer clad arse bared to
the world and promptly fell over.�

He looked unbrushed.�
It was shocking.� Voldemort was
certain he had seldom seen the man so put out.�
�My Lord� he managed, climbing to
his feet and succeeding in putting on the trousers he had obviously been in the
process of donning before the call.�

�You caught me in the shower. How can I ��
Voldemort interrupted impatiently,
amusing though the man�s disorder was � time was rather short here.

�See if you can pass the Hogwarts wards, Lucius, and
examine the necklace that Potter is wearing.�
He wishes to exmatriculate.��
The shirtless Lucius
nodded and gingerly felt toward the barrier, finding a wall.�
�I am no longer welcome in Hogwarts
apparently� he commented.
Hermione in his arms strained to
reach forward toward the barrier. �I might be able to..�

Voldemort hesitated.� He had a terrible
feeling about allowing the girl to go in and held her more tightly.�

�No, Hermione.� You will not go in.� It was an error to bring you.� Severus.. hold her.. I have an ominous feeling about having her here.
If anything unexpected occurs � take her back.��
Hermione cried out in frustration.
�NO!!� Please!� I can do it!�
I know I can.�
Severus stepped forward and gripped
her carefully.� Only when he was certain
the man held her did he release her.�

As expected she nearly flew toward
the barrier, her hand passing over the threshold before Severus dragged her
back.

�LOOK!! LOOK � I CAN GO THROUGH.. PLEASE.. LET ME HELP HIM!!� she cried desperately.�

Severus hesitated with her, looking to him for direction.�� He silenced her and turned back to Potter,
who looked despairing.�
�Draco.. stay there� the boy said softly.�
Voldemort quirked even as Lucius spun and looked at his son confused.�

The boy had succeeded.� Potter was trying
to protect him.� How sweet.� He made a mental note to reward the boy for.. apparently being persuasive
enough over the course of one afternoon
to convince Potter to defect with him.�
He could hardly wait to see how he�d done it.� But in the meantime..
if the boy could not be removed � it would be best if
he could not be rewired either.�

Dumbledore would regret putting that little trinket on the boy.��
In thought, Voldemort dipped into
his pockets, looking for a suitable object.�
There was nothing, apart from his wands, with a suitable magical
signature.� He frowned.� A wand would be acceptable..

Fingering both of his own he abandoned that idea and turned to the others,
settling finally on Hermione.�

Oh she would despise him for this, he realised.�� But it was necessary.

He moved to Hermione and dipped into her pockets looking for her wands.� He inspected them both in the gloom and put
back the thestral wand.�

The girl was expressing some choice expletives silently and he smirked at
her.�
�Oh there, there..� You know
I disliked this one to begin with.� I
shall replace it with a much finer wand.�
Calm yourself.��
She did not calm herself and he
turned away chuckling at her furious tantrum.�

True.. he would never allow
another to take his wand in that
manner, but she belonged to him.. and thus everything
that belonged to her belonged to him also by transitive association.�

Besides.. it was essentially his wand.� He had generously gifted it to her and now he
required it back.��
Focusing on the wand in his hand he
attempted to appraise it on a magical level.�
The transfiguration of magical objects was difficult at best.� He actually found himself breathing fast as
he grappled with the difficult object that apparently did not at all want to become a silver
chain.� He forced it with pure will into
submission and held at the close a silvery string dangling over his hands.� He then set about layering it in the
enchantments that he desired.�

He would transform the necklace into the worst possible object from the
headmaster�s perspective � an item which not only prevented direct legilimency
but simultaneously allowed him to
contact and communicate with the boy and which would prevent the necklace from
being removed except by him.� Dumbledore would be livid with rage when he found out.�
On that note..
the old bastard should be here by now.� Unless he was slipping � and Lord Voldemort
very much doubted that he was � he would have realised when the necklaces defences
were activated.��
�Where are you, Albus?� he called
lightly.�
He grabbed Lucius
by the arm, pulling him around and staring into his eyes.� This form of legilimency was less reliable, it depended upon the receivers ability to pick up
on precise meaning.� Nevertheless Lucius seemed to understand what he wanted and cracked away
immediately.�
Potter was looking around
fearfully.�
�Oh yes, Harry � I expect that he
has been here for a while now.� Come on Albus.. don�t be coy now.� You
aren�t fooling anyone and I am not sending Hermione or Draco back through the wards for you to capture.��

He grabbed Draco absently and dragged the boy behind him, tossing him at
Severus, who gripped him and Hermione with a blank resolute expression.��
There was silence.�
Potter looked around and turned
back to them desperately.

�Mione.. I miss you.�
I saw your-��

He stopped and his expression made Voldemort turn even as a green flash
shattered his shield.�

He spun and crouched in one movement, dropping the necklace into the leaves at
his feet and casting another shield as fast as he could, even as a second green
flash shattered it quickly and he saw Severus had his wand at Hermione�s
throat.� Draco was crumpled on the ground
lying still.�

His servant�s eyes were entirely empty.
Inwardly Lord Voldemort
cursed.� He should have considered
that.� Stupid.� Why had he brought her here?� Why had he brought either of them there.� He should have sent them back
immediately.�

Severus had been too many years around Dumbledore.� If this wasn�t an actual double play then he
had some very deep control mechanisms seeded.�

All Voldemort could do was focus on his shielding.� He needed to leave but he found he was not
quite willing to leave without Hermione.�

This was a mess and becoming messier.�
He cast impedimenta on Severus and
summoned the Lestranges, the only death eaters he was
willing to expose before Dumbledore.

A moment later the body of Draco vanished with a crack.�

Lucius
somewhere.� He had succeeded.
He felt something brush his leg
faintly as he was putting up another high level shield layer over the other two
already present.�

Multiple cracks around him were met with immediate flashes from two different
points.�

Dumbledore wasn�t alone anymore.��

Voldemort threw his outermost shield layer wide over the group, concentrating
on creating further layers, noticing too late that Severus, freed from the
impedimenta, had stunned Hermione, picked her up bodily and was moving as if to
toss her through the barrier.

A hex from Potter made him drop her
again.�� Voldemort thought that he might
have to purchase a hat in order to eat it.�
Potter.. assisting him...
It was certainly a paradigm shift.
Rodolphus
was the first of the three arrivals to comprehend the situation and start
firing off toward the sources of the hexes coming at them � the wards made it a
pointless endeavour however and the soldier quickly turned to building the
shields as he was doing..�

Bella frowned at Severus, who was bending to grab Hermione and cracked away
again.� Rabastan
took his brother�s lead and sent off salvos of blinding flashes at everywhere
the incoming hexes were coming from.�
Although they would not penetrate the wards, the flashes would
disorientate any who were looking this way.�

It was all Voldemort could do to layer the shields thickly to prevent any of
them from sustaining damage.� Most of the
hexes coming at them were bright green, each of those destroying a layer.�

There were precious few shields that would prevent passage of the Avada � and
none which would hold strong against it.�
The shield he was using was costly to maintain � far more costly than
regular high level shields and he was layering far into the double digits.� He could not afford to exhaust himself
entirely... They were destroying the shields almost faster than he and Rodolphus could raise them... and if there were no more
layers left..

He would not remain for that point, no matter what the losses might be.�
Lucius
suddenly appeared by his side, shrugging off an invisibility cloak and set
about casting on Severus who was again lifting a limp Hermione and preparing to
toss her in.�

At that moment the Potions Master collapsed and Bella appeared behind him,
gripping him and disapparating.�

Lucius was quick to react, slipping back under his
invisibility cloak.

Hexes were flying low over the girl�s prone body now.�� There was no way that Lucius
could possibly reach her through the hail,
nevertheless she disappeared with a crack moments later.�
He caught a view of Potter shaking
his fist in triumph in the air.�

The brat was pleased he had retained her?�
His influence with the memories must have been more effective than even
he had anticipated.��

He noted the figure standing behind the boy and informed the two Lestranges �It is time to leave.��

As he was holding most of the shields they nodded and cracked away immediately,
leaving him.�
There was a brief salvo of hexes in
their absence but he had many dozens of layers up now and he was not
concerned.�
He stood calmly, smirking at Potter
and the insane waif behind him as the hexes tapered off.�

He could feel a familiar tingle in the back of his mind informing him that the
girl had been successful.�
Astounding.� He had not even had to tell her what was
required. �A strange
but perhaps useful little creature.�
He was almost regretful that he had been forced to give her up.�

Nevertheless � the gain had been worth it.�
Dumbledore had not realised
yet.� He would love to see the look on
his ragged old face when he discovered Lord Voldemort�s coup de grace of the
day.�

He focused on Harry in his mind and the boy jumped slightly and then
nodded.�

Good boy..�
�Albus.. does your Order
know that you keep the so called Savior of the Light
a prisoner?�� That the boy very nearly
asphyxiated himself trying to escape you?��
There was silence and then the form
of the headmaster melted out of the shadows.�
�Tom.. as you have just proven.. had Harry
been able to leave, he would in all likelihood be dead now.� He is kept here for his own good and for the
good of all.� Soon enough he will grow up
and realise how his actions affect the entire wizarding world.� When he does..he
will defeat you.��
Voldemort nodded as if considering
the argument.�

�Perhaps.. Who can say what I might have done had the
boy come to me willingly.� I do know however that the spell you
employed upon Severus was extremely dark and probably planted quite some time
ago.� A nasty thing to
do to one�s allies, Albus.� You
know you gave him to me, don�t you?� After
altering his mind at least twice.. and
seeking to do so a third time..��
Albus strolled closer, a cruel
glint where the repulsive twinkle usually lived.� �You can speak freely Tom..
None of the others will hear.� Not even
Harry, poor confused boy that he is.�

It was necessary, for the greater good, to assist Severus to view you in the
correct light.�� One day.. if he survives, he will
understand that.��

Dumbledore smiled an irritating smile.�
Voldemort suppressed the fury he felt welling up.� If the bastard forced him to destroy Severus
now that he had determined he might wish to have the man again, his wrath would
exceed anything the wizarding world had seen thus far.�
�I expect I shall have an
interesting time untangling him.. however
you have lost your �Savior�, Albus.�� He
may not be able to leave..at least not while Hogwarts
wards remain intact.. but he has seen your true nature
and he despises you..� you
will not be able to change that now.��

He smirked at the way the old man�s brow furrowed and he turned, looking at
Harry with uncertainty and then fury.�
Dumbledore turned back with narrowed eyes.
�It changes nothing, Tom.� The boy will still destroy you.� It is prophesized.��
Voldemort considered this for a
minute.� �There are always loopholes
Albus..�� he offered neutrally and turned on the spot, disapparating back to the castle.�

On arriving in the grand hall he
found a circus.� Hermione was arching on
the ground under Bella�s cruciatus.�
Severus was physically struggling with Rodolphus
and Rabastan while Draco and Lucius
were ignoring everyone and yelling at one another under a muffliato.��
He snarled and sent Bella flying
against the wall, Severus into an incarcerous and dispelled the Malfoy�s muffliato in time to
hear �-FOLLOWING ORDERS!��
Striding to the broken looking
Hermione curled on the floor he picked her up very carefully, noting her
whimper, and carried her to the black, tarnished throne, sitting himself down
and examining her.�

She looked at him intelligently enough although her eyes were clouded with
pain.� A gentle probe suggested her mind
was still intact.�

It was merely physical then.� How long
had Bella been cruciating her while he stood chatting
with Albus?!�
He looked up and caught Draco�s
eye.�

�Go and retrieve cruciatus potion from Severus� lab.� I believe your godfather may be...unreliable.. for a time.��

Draco nodded and apparated away in a clap.�
Lord Voldemort looked around the
other five.� Lucius
looked confused.� The man still had no
shirt on.� The Lestrange
brothers were both eyeing the way he held Hermione, Rodolphus
with cold calculation and Rabastan with naked horror,
and Bella was picking herself up off the floor dazed.�

On the floor Severus was snarling and glaring at him.
How inconvenient Albus
thrice-damned Dumbledore truly was.� He
now had a wonderful collection of muggle scientists upstairs somewhere and no
potions-master to work with them.�
�You destroyed my wand!� Hermione
whispered resentfully.�
He looked down at her and felt
weary and irritated.� He had ordered a
revel to begin in only a few hours and he did not feel at all in the spirit for
such an event now.�

Objectively.. he had both won
and lost in the encounter.. however the balance was
decidedly toward the losses.�

The gains with Potter were
significant, however he had lost his best asset in Hogwarts now that Draco was
officially exposed, he had lost the crazy little blonde that he had only
acquired last night and, most importantly - he had lost his potions master.� Some of his most faithful servants were now
suspicious of him.�

Albus had, objectively seen, won the better outcome in that clash.�
�Master!!�
Bellatrix had righted herself and now she threw herself down on her knees at
the foot of the stairs before him.� She
was looking up in distress at Hermione.�

�I don�t understand.. why is
she.. why... she is a mudblood, master!� She
deserves death!� Why is she to be healed.� I thought..��

She looked like a woman whose world was crumbling around her.��
He mustered her, delving lightly
into her thoughts.� She wanted to kill
Hermione.� Already.� She was thinking that at the first possible
opportunity she would get rid of her and destroy the
evidence.�

Drawing his wand he unflinchingly obliviated and
stunned her.

Rodolphus and Lucius looked
unsurprised but Rabastan gaped and seemed
disgusted.� Unwilling to deal with this
he showed the younger Lestrange the same treatment as
Bella.� The man crumpled.��
He beckoned what were undoubtedly
his left and right hand servants to him.�
�

Rodolphus looked at the girl in his arms with a
conflicted expression.� Lucius� face was carefully blank but he asked in a low
concerned voice �What has happened to Severus, my Lord?!��

At that, Hermione looked up at him with concern also.�

Luckily,� he was
preserved from facing that particular issue immediately when Draco returned and
offered him a bottle of thin yellowish liquid.�
�I think this is it, my Lord� he
said uncertainly.� �It wasn�t marked but
it looks and smells right and it was next to pain relieving and muscle relaxing
potions.� I could tell by the hellebore
and Agapanthis��
Voldemort looked at him
speculatively as he opened and sniffed the potion himself, then dripped a tiny
amount on his finger and smeared it, noting the texture.�

�it is correct.��

He carefully lifted the small girl in his lap upright and placed the bottle to
her lips.� �Drink as much as you are
able� he ordered.� �You will wish you had
drunk more in three or four hours.��
Hermione, obviously taking him
seriously, almost managed to finish the foul tasting bottle before the potion
reacted with her stomach and she turned positively green.� He told her to remain still and breathe
deeply and it would pass, and then he turned back to Lucius.�
�I do not know how deep the damage
may be.� It seems that Dumbledore seeded
his mind with triggers for suggestions over the years...I do not yet know what
he has done to him, however, know that I will ensure all possible is done to
repair what has been damaged.�
Draco hovered on the other side of Rodolphus.� He turned
to him pensively, his eye flicking between the two Malfoys.�

�Lucius.. Draco has been
exposed and cannot return to Hogwarts.� I
have yet to determine how this exactly transpired.� I shall return Hermione to her room and then
I would see your memories Draco.� Lucius - You might perhaps send him to Durmstrang,
one of the smaller schools or engage private trainers for the boy.��
Draco turned to his father in wide
eyed horror.� �I don�t want to go to Durmstrang!��
Hermione twitched slightly in his
arms and he looked down at her, pursing his lips. �Ah.� It is beginning I fear.� Do not expect the next few hours to be
particularly pleasant, my dear.��

The girl�s face was tight and pinched and she nodded slightly.�

Glancing at his servants he stood with Hermione and apparated on the spot to
his bedroom.
�What happened?!�
Hermione immediately asked, although her voice was rather too thin and breathy
for his tastes.

�Harry was trying to get to you.� What
happened at Hogwarts? �Why wouldn�t you
let me help him?!� Why did Severus stun
me!?� What is going to happen to Draco
now and why in Merlin�s name was he with Harry � they hate each other!�

You destroyed my wand!� Without even
asking for it!� I would have given it to
you.. you didn�t need to just
take it.��
Voldemort frowned at the demanding
tone.� The girl was in pain but there
were limits to his tolerance.� He divestoed her clothing, shifting his grip slightly as it
wriggled off her body and drew back the covers in the bed with a wave, placing
her down in the centre.

Then, drawing his wand, he petrified her below the neck.�

She whimpered slightly.�
The aftereffects
of a severe application of the curse felt
worse when one could not move, however the results were better and he did not
intend to allow her to be permanently damaged due to Bella�s lack of discipline
and ignorance of the context.� She would
endure it.��
He drew the covers up, tucking her
in slightly and sat down beside her, stroking her hair out of her face slightly.�

�If you require assistance you may call for Pluck or Tilly�
he informed her softly. �In answer to your many questions �� I have been sending Harry memories,
explaining what had happened to you and showing that you were currently being
treated well.� He has twice demanded more memories..
This morning Draco took it upon himself to require a sexual favour from the boy
in exchange for the rather risky mission to leave school at eight am and
request further memories of me.��
Hermione looked horrified.
�Harry complied..with
enjoyment, I might add, and I instructed Draco to� become..more
friendly.. with him..�

I do not know what has happened to cause the boy to desire to leave Hogwarts so
greatly that he would risk coming to me.� I shall examine Draco�s memories
shortly.�

I would not allow you to assist Harry because I had the feeling that if you
passed that ward, you would be unable to leave it again � and indeed, Albus was
waiting as we all stood � almost certainly hoping
for that very eventuality... �

I should not have brought you.� I was
thinking of how helpful you were last night and not of your probable emotional
reaction to the situation.��

Severus..was under some form of compulsion I
believe.� Dumbledore as much as told me
that he has altered his mind.�� I hope I
will be able to restore him.�

Why do you care what will happen to Draco?�
As far as I could tell you and the boy do not see eye to eye.��
The girl looked down and wavered
slightly.�

�Well.. yes.� I think he�s a complete jerk but.. he�s probably one of the best
students apart from me in some subjects. I got used to the idea of working with
him in professor Snape�s lab before everything went wrong.� He�s not entirely stupid.� If professor Snape is..hurt..
you�re going to need someone to brew for you aren�t
you?��
He blinked.� He had thought of the same thing earlier when
the boy had fetched the cruciatus potion.�
Clever girl.

�We shall see� he responded obliquely.�
She looked up at him as if what she
was going to say grated against her.

�He�s given up Hogwarts to serve you..� Maybe you could-...�
He frowned at her, stopping
her.� �Lucius
can afford tutors Hermione.� As to your
wand � it was a useless wand to begin with.�
You did not need it, you merely liked its
appearance and the idea of having a sphinx claw core.� I doubt you used it more than twice since I
gave it to you.� And now it is protecting Harry from magical brainwashing.� A far better use for it.��
Hermione appeared to pout slightly,
looking guilty.� �Yes but.. you just took it from me� she
whispered, hurt. �You just took my wand
away and basically broke it.. and it�s good that Harry�s protected from whatever now... but if you�d
needed two � I�d have no wand at all now. ��

She looked up at him with wide eyes

�You just took my wand away,
Tom.� Don�t you understand?!� Without a thought.� Without hesitation. Without asking..
You didn�t even trust me to say yes.� Now
I know that any wand you might give me in future could be taken from me as soon
as it�s convenient.��

I..I can�t describe..how..�� She seemed to struggle and he had the
impression she had wanted to move her body.
�I want to curse Bellatrix� she
whispered guiltily.�
He smirked.
�And you shall, my dear.� Perhaps tomorrow evening if you are feeling
well enough.. perhaps
sometime later if you are not.� You will
no doubt experience a very unpleasant night.�

I will try to check on you once or twice and return you to sleep if you wake,
however I must be elsewhere tonight.�

The success in retrieving Antonin was witnessed by
many of my death eaters.� The debacle
this afternoon by comparatively few and only two are in a position to discuss
it.�

I must make an appearance at the revel tonight and show that we have sustained
a victory.� It is expected.��
He saw the small face pinch
slightly and she nodded slowly.
�What are the trials?� she asked
very softly.�
He felt a genuine smile cross his
face.� The little witch was so
delightfully tenacious.��

�They are...requirements of those who desire my mark, to ensure that they are
steadfast in their determination to serve me.�
They involve enduring severe pain, carrying out an act that is against
the natural will of the initiate, submitting to a rather deep form of
legilimency and, of course receiving the mark in silence.��
The girl blinked slowly, thinking
about it.� �What is an act that is
against the natural will of the initiate?� she asked then.�
He tilted his head looking down at
her.� Why did this little creature
inspire patience in him?!�

Leaning forward, he kissed her forehead.�
�It is different for each initiate.� He informed her, placing his hand
on her head and thinking of a sleep charm.�

She was gone before he sat up.�
He looked at her again.� So peaceful.�� A little broken doll.� She would no doubt be crying in a few hours,
he mused as he stood and paced two steps, apparating back to the great hall,
where Lucius and Draco were again arguing under muffliato and Rodolphus stood looking down at Bella with a thoughtful
expression on his face.�
�Draco.�
The boy looked around immediately,
getting a fright.�

He must have been quite emotional indeed not to register his Master�s return,
Voldemort mused.�
�Come to me.� I will see your memory now.� �
The young blonde approached him
nervously and sank to his knees at the foot of the throne.��
He did not hesitate but plunged
in.� Observing the boy from the time he
had released him this morning. He stood by as Harry dithered and then told
Draco what was bothering him.� Draco�s
play on the other boy was quite effective.�

It was clear he was fighting his own squeamishness, however he managed to turn
even that to his advantage, Voldemort noted approvingly.� Harry seemed to persuade Draco to enjoy
himself quite convincingly, from the blonde�s reactions to him.�

It was..not unpleasant..to watch them together.�
He found himself somewhat aroused and this was only heightened by the
shock and embarrassment and..yes.. fear.. he
felt emanating from the young wizard who perceived his reaction.�

When Albus entered the room and, seeing the two thus occupied, seated himself
to watch them, Voldemort experienced a wave of loathing for the man.� Draco�s horror and shame was like a living
thing, twisting and snapping when he realised the headmaster had seen
them.�
Voldemort added one further inch of
hate to the determination to kill the old bastard.�
He agreed with Draco and, from the
look on the boy�s face, Harry�s belief also that Albus would do something
unpleasant to Draco in the detention he had ordered and saw that in fact.. it was this, rather than any
particular persuasion of Draco�s that convinced Harry to try to flee with
him.��

He stood by as they ran and felt Draco�s panic and quiet joy as he pulled Harry
by the hand.� He was thinking of how he
would please his master and make his father
proud.� He was wondering whether he might
have the chance to have Harry suck his cock once more before he was
killed.� There were faint highlights of
guilt and sympathy but they were peripheral to the boy�s main focus, which, it
turned out � was pleasing Voldemort himself, rather than Lucius.�

The boy was deeply upset when Harry fell to the ground and could not go
on.� Voldemort could feel him considering
whether to levitate him bodily over the threshold, reasoning then that it would
probably kill him, engaging in internal debate and then deciding to seek
help.� Under the circumstances, his
choice to apparate directly to his Master without
warning was justified.�
He moved quickly through the events
that he himself had perceived and stood beside Draco in the great hall as Lucius cast muffliato and hissed reproval at him.� He
had placed himself in danger. He had allowed himself to be stunned.� What did he think he would do without
NEWTs?!� What was he doing with Potter?!.. he had
never before been so inclined.� What
would his mother say?!� He had almost
been killed � it was sheer luck that Severus or some other had not avadaed him, the way he stood gormlessly on a
battlefield.� He was very disappointed
with the showing Draco had made.� It went
on and on.�

Voldemort brightened when Draco seemed to snap suddenly and started yelling
back.� It wasn�t a battlefield when he
was stunned � no one had even fired off a shot. How in Merlin�s name was he to know that Severus would do that � did his father suspect Severus would suddenly
attack him?�� What did it matter whether
he had NEWTs or not � he wouldn�t have gotten them if he�d stayed anyway and he
didn�t care what mother thought either � she was a silly cow who barely knew
him and his father could shut up about his sexual preferences � he wasn�t a fag like him - he hadn�t been doing
anything with Potter but following orders!��

It was quite entertaining to watch, Voldemort found.� He skipped ahead to the next one in his
absence and found the argument centred around whether
he would be sent to Durmstrang or another institution
such as Callow Height, Knoxlea or Sedridge,
none of which Draco had any desire to attend.
�i�m going to stay here!� he insisted, to his father�s
infuriation.�

The older wizard reasoned and cajoled with gritted teeth, looking for all
things as if the boy had made a disgrace of himself, while Draco simply shook
his head and insisted he wasn�t going to go and he didn�t care about the
contacts his father had at this or that institution.� He didn�t give a fuck about the shame if he
did not graduate.� He wasn�t bloody
going!�
Voldemort mustered the boy
again.� He had shown loyalty.. he was determined.� Admittedly his pain tolerance was very low
and he did not kill.. however
the boy was obedient.�

Hermione had even spoken in his
support.�

Perhaps he could be useful..
Perhaps
he could be improved..�
He pulled out of the young wizards
mind with that thought in mind.�

Draco wavered on his knees dizzily.�

Voldemort inspected him as he found his balance again and the silvery eyes
focused clearly once more up at him.�

Lucius had eyes like slate..
cold and grey and hard.. but,
he had always thought the younger Malfoy�s eyes
resembled the surface of a lake on an overcast day.� Silvery and liquid.�
�I am pleased with you, Draco.� Although you should have realised that
keeping Harry away so long would cause chaos � I realise that with the time
constraints you thought you were under and your own
..nervousness of the task itself.., your behaviour was quite
understandable.�
He caught a furious expression
flash across the almost perfectly blank face of the boy�s father.
�You may attend the revel this
evening as promised, since you were successful in the task I gave you��
Lucius
blinked and looked at his son in concern.�
Draco ignored him.�
�Thank you my Lord� he responded
automatically.�
Although his face was as shuttered
as the boy could make it, he could detect that the youth had enjoyed being
praised.

He narrowed his eyes consideringly.
�In light of your godfather�s
condition, Draco � I believe you will assist Hermione with brewing just as you
were going to do at Hogwarts before Severus removed himself��
Draco brightened and a tiny smirk
appeared at the corners of his mouth. �Then I will stay here, My Lord?��
Voldemort shot a glance at Lucius, whose blank mask was beginning to show cracks.

�You will.� He confirmed, observing with interest the way furious energy
swirled around the older Malfoy.� The
very air seemed to haze before him.�

�You will undertake tutelage in all of your Hogwarts subjects here, Draco.� I..may.. perhaps.. on occasion � allow you
to participate in the training I am currently giving Hermione � should I
believe that you are capable of keeping up with the pace at which she
learns.��
Draco�s eyes widened and he smiled
broadly. �Thank you, My Lord!� he said quickly. �I�ll show you that I�m better
than Granger.��
Voldemort smirked.� The boy was in no way ever going to be as
good as the chit but his enthusiasm was encouraging.� He could strive to reach her level.� It would only be of benefit to him.
�My Lord!� Draco will have no NEWTs!��
Turning to the fuming Lucius, who he had just countermanded, he responded in a
conciliatory tone �He shall have NEWTs, Lucius.� In fact he shall attain them much earlier
than all others.� Draco and Hermione will
complete their NEWTs by the end of their sixth year and they will achieve O�s.�

He looked at the younger blond with a warning glance�

�I will see to it that they are tested by Ministry examiners according to all
due legal process recognised in the Wizarding World.� And now, do cease berating the boy.� He completed a task that went quite� against his
natural inclinations today, and, were it not for Dumbledore�s security on the
boy, he would have single-handedly delivered Harry Potter to me.�

As it is, he has enabled me to secure Potter against Dumbledore�s further
meddling and he escaped unharmed � You will respect that, Lucius.��
He turned his gaze back to the
younger Malfoy, who seemed to be nearly fizzing with joy at having his father
dressed down and told to respect him.�

�Draco.. you may leave and
prepare yourself for the evening�s festivities.�
I shall see you later, I imagine.��
Draco nodded happily and bowed to
him, turned and nodded respectfully at his father and then stepped away and disapparated.�
Amused by the boy, Voldemort turned
back to Lucius who looked only marginally
mollified.� He suppressed the urge to
roll his eyes at the man.�

�Come now, Lucius.. even you cannot be displeased with the boy..� He has done well.. and I promise you that he will be the youngest Malfoy to
gain his NEWTs since the creation of the exam. What is your concern now?��

He watched as Lucius struggled to compose his mask
once more and slipped past his fractured occlumentic
shields.� Lucius
was irritated that he had been undermined in front of his son..
he was disturbed that Draco had been obliged to engage
in sexual acts with another boy.. particularly Potter.. �and he did not want
him at the revel tonight either � the boy was barely sixteen, for Merlin�s
sake!�

Most of all though, he was troubled at the thought of having
Draco here in the Dark Lord�s domain.�

There was an array of concerns there.� He
thought the boy was safer at Hogwarts, he worried that one of the other death
eaters.. or indeed the Dark
Lord himself.. might see his weakness and harm him.. worried the boy would shame him publicly...and he was also
uncomfortable with having Draco around him so much.� He might have told himself he would spend
more time shaping the boy but he did not wish to be forced to have him
constantly here.�

It was convenient when he was away at school. He could tell himself that he would spend the time with the boy when
he was next home.�
Voldemort pulled out of the man�s
mind pensively.� He listened to Lucius answer vaguely and untruthfully to his query and
pondered how best to address the man�s discomforts.��

Lucius was useful.�
He was more useful when he was not in a sulk.� He became..unpredictable
when he was discontented and under less emotional circumstances the man�s
shielding was annoyingly good after his decades of service.�
�I recognise that you should have
the right to determine how and where he is to be schooled, Lucius.. and you may do as you wish,� however I am quite certain that Dumbledore
will make an effort to reclaim and use the boy should he be returned to one of
the smaller British institutions.�

Durmstrang is an adequate school but rather brutal
and Draco�s temperament would not do well there.� He would be..exploited..in a variety of ways that I am sure you would disapprove
of.�� Draco is far safer here than he
ever was at Hogwarts, I assure you.� If
you are in doubt you need look only at Severus. That would have been Draco�s
fate, if the boy had not flown today.�

I will see to it that no death eater seeks to harm him and I expect in time, as
he becomes stronger, this will no longer be necessary � the boy is quite
intelligent, Lucius.�
He will study more subjects here than he was undertaking at Hogwarts and
will emerge more qualified and proficient.�

In the interests of continuity, I do think it may be best if the boy�s tuition
here proceeds much as it did in school � you would see him on the weekends when
he is not too busy with study or brewing.��
He watched as the other wizard
calmed slowly, responding to reasoning.�
He added as an afterthought, �I will inform you tonight what my
estimation of Severus condition is.� You
may go, Lucius.��
The man looked up at him with a
strange expression in his eyes.�
Confusion and gratefulness were there.�
�Thank you, my Lord. I..�� he hesitated and
then shook his head stepping back and bowing, His hair falling over the bare
shoulders.� A moment
later he disapparated.�
Leaning back in his throne, he
turned his eye upon Rodolphus, who had been standing
quietly waiting, an expression of faint approval and admiration on his
face.�

Glancing at Rabastan and Bella, he sighed.�

�I have obliviated their memory back to the moment of
apparition to the forbidden forest.� When
I wake them, they will believe they have apparated to my side upon being
summoned.� I have allowed you to keep
your memories, Rodolphus, because I believe you
capable of behaving sensibly, reasoning rationally.� Do not prove me wrong!��
He enervated the two death eaters
and they woke, Bella sitting up with a start. �My Lord!� What happened?� You summoned me..why..�� She looked confused and trailed off, her brow
furrowed.��

Rabastan sat up more slowly, rubbing a hand on his
head as if he had a headache.��
Voldemort smiled at them wanly.
�I�m afraid there was an incident with Severus� he informed them. �Dumbledore
has been controlling his mind and apparently some mechanism has been triggered
somehow this evening.� He became violent
and attacked everyone in the great hall.�
I had to restrain him, as you see.��
All eyes shifted to the bound
potions master silenced and looking back calmly.� The man had ceased glaring and snarling at
some point and Voldemort found that this quiet hateful sulleness
bothered him far more than the glaring knashing
creature he�d found fighting the Lestranges.�

Bella and Rabastan looked dubious.�� He wished he could simply banish them to
their quarters and be done with it.�

Summoning his resolve he set about dealing with them as if he did not have a
half dozen other things on his mind.��
Harry stood, shifting uneasily from
foot to foot as Dumbledore approached.�
Glancing over his shoulder he saw Luna had gone.�
�I am very disappointed in you,
Harry.�� Dumbledore said as he walked
toward him slowly. �You have made a foolish decision tonight.� I realise you were distressed at being discovered
in flagrante delicto..bothered
at the thought of facing the punishment you had earned.. however
to attempt to throw your own life away tonight over so little.. It is most
disheartening.� Draco Malfoy was
deceiving you, Harry.� He has pledged
himself to serve the man who is seeking to kill you � who has been seeking this
end since your very birth.� You saw that yourself when he brought his
master here to retrieve you.��
Harry swallowed and then responded
quietly.� �It won�t work headmaster.� I know what you�ve done.� I�m not going to listen to you anymore.��
Dumbledore made a tsk motion of annoyance and flicked his wand at him and
Harry knew no more as the stunner dropped him like a stone.
Adjusting the sit
of his elegant black robes, Draco half turned, examining himself from the
back.�� The revel would commence in only
an hour.� He couldn�t wait.�

Finally he�d get to see what the other death eaters laughed and talked about,
stopping or muffling themselves when he and the other students tried to
listen.�
His father had not said much about
the revels � oh he�d explained the basic idea � namely that there was wine and
music and muggles, witches and wizards that death
eaters could take and treat however they pleased � but he�d been closed lipped
about what actually went on.� He�d just
smiled slightly and told Draco that in time he�d see for himself.�
His father hadn�t seemed too
pleased that he�d be seeing tonight.�

Draco smirked.�

Young death eaters generally weren�t allowed to attend the revels till they
were at least 18.. but it
seemed not only would he get his NEWTs before his father had done, he would
also see his first revel at a younger age.�
The knowledge was sweet.�
He�d yelled at him.� He�d been so frustrated by the way his father
didn�t seem to understand that none of
what had happened was his fault that he�d just screamed in his face.� He thought his father would curse him but
then the Dark Lord came back and his father backed off.� And now the Dark Lord might even teach him
personally!�

That thought led unavoidably to another that made him scowl.�

The Dark Lord really was teaching the mudblood.�
He�d hoped that Potter�s memories were just some kind of trick but the
way he�d stunned aunt Bella and picked Granger up..he�d
looked at her with the same look from the memory.�

He really was teaching granger dark magic.�
And..comforting her. And so forth.�

It was sick.� How could he stand to touch
her like that?!� She was filth!� He should have killed her when he got his
hands on her.�

And now.. if the Dark Lord
taught him anything, he�d probably do it while that mudblood animal stood there
and watched.� It wasn�t right.�
There must be some reason why he
was doing it, he told himself � but he didn�t know what the reason might be and
not knowing, all he was left with was the sickly disgust of it.�
Maybe..maybe
she�d be at the revel tonight?� Or..at least someone like her.�
He�d look for a mudblood girl like Granger and he�d practice his curses
on the dirty creature.�

He smirked at himself in the mirror. It was going to be brilliant!�
Vaguely, as he moved to the door to
go downstairs to the apparition room, he spared a thought for Potter.� He�d looked scared when the Dark Lord had
appeared.� He remembered the way Potter
had gripped his hand tightly as they ran.�
It felt-...�
Snarling he tried to turn his mind
to something else.�

Fuck potter.� He was a moron.� He deserved whatever the Dark Lord might do
to him.� He deserved whatever Dumbo might do to
him too.� Serves him
right for following after the old prick for years and getting Draco himself
into trouble with him.�

His mind perversely flicked to Potter�s body on top of him..
Potter�s mouth at his neck.. warm
skin..breath.. holding him...kissing..
NO!�
Draco stopped and tugged at his
hair with his hands in irritation. Argh.� He needed to get
rid of this memory.� He hated
Potter.� He wasn�t fucking gay and he
hadn�t liked what had happened.�

It was just an order.�

It was just so that he could go to the revel tonight.�
And now he was going to the revel so that was fine.��

He just needed to get the bloody boy who refused to sodding
die out of his brain and enjoy his reward.�
He stomped discomposed to the
apparition room and was away the minute his feet touched the tiles.
Severus glared at the man who had
destroyed everything he had ever loved...�
Lilly... His mother.. the life of the boy who should
have been his son.

The evil bastard wasn�t looking in his direction at the moment � he was
preoccupied with the Malfoy brat.�
He had to convince him that
everything was fine.. that he
was loyal.� No cause for alarm.�

This couldn�t go on any longer.� The
monster had to die.� It had taken years
to win the creature�s trust and minutes to lose it but it was a sacrifice that
had needed to be made at the time, even if he�d failed to reclaim the muggleborn
for the headmaster.�

The Granger girl was dangerous in the Dark Lords hands.� She needed to be removed.� The prissy little bitch was far too good at
coming up with whatever Potter needed and if she did the same thing for the
Dark Lord then she would constitute a serious threat.�

The headmaster was right.� Removing her
would weaken the Dark Lord.� He�d
whispered to Severus to get her back inside Hogwarts wards but Severus hadn�t acted
quickly enough.� They had stopped
him.�

The Dark Lord was controlling Potter somehow because even the stupid boy had
hexed him.�

Then he�d hoped Bella might kill the girl.. He�d told
her that Granger was the Dark Lord�s whore and she�d attacked her as he�d
expected, but Rodolphus had tried to subdue him, his
brother joining in when Severus fought back.�
While he was otherwise occupied, Bella had been stopped before the girl
could go mad or expire.�

Now he was bound and the bastard was talking about his mind being tampered
with.�
He was suspicious right now, but
all Severus needed to do was convince him that whatever he tried to do to �fix�
him had worked.� He�d win back the
snake�s trust and then he�d destroy everyone here that he could reach.� When the headmaster brought Potter to
complete the prophesy � the Dark Lord would stand
alone, severely weakened.�� The light
would prevail.� And when the Dark Lord
fell.. Potter would follow.� The headmaster would see to it.� Only then would the wizarding world
heal.� Only then would this all be over..

Only then might he stop remembering her.. stop hearing her screams in his mind.. seeing
her accusing disappointed face.

Lilly...�

Only then could he truly atone for her death.

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