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Tom was true to his word, I have not seen him for three days. After many advance diagnosis charms by Severus, I was deemed healthy enough to roam by myself. I usually spent most of my time at the boarding school with my remaining companions. Remus and Professor McGonagall have been running the boarding school smoothly, although they were still bristled at the idea of Riddle’s heavy reign over the children. After I explained to them where I was for four months it took much soothing words before Lupin lupine nature was calmed down enough, he wanted to rip Riddle’s throat out, didn’t we all?
I still did not remember much of what happened in the Unseelie portal, I just had a strong feeling that no matter what my loved ones would be safe. I also felt different, as if a part of me was gone. I wouldn’t say apathetic towards everything, however, I wasn’t as caring ... not much hurt anymore. I didn’t smile much, nor did I think about the world in a heavy burden. I just wanted to rid it of Riddle once and for all… I deemed it my only duty.
Currently, I was transfixed on the claw-like marks on my sternum, they were a faint silver that stood out harshly on my golden-brown skin. I felt shivers whenever I tried to call forth those frigid memories as if a part of my remembrance was trying to come forth. Yet, nothing helped me retrieve those memories from the Unseelie door. It didn’t help that I was barred from returning as Riddle had blocked the entire area of that part of his home off with heavy dark blood wards and was presently renovating the east side into the dining room and kitchen…at the thought of Tom my heart slightly clenches. I wasn’t ready to see him yet, I’m sure the time would come in our immortal life together when I would, however now was not the time.
I have communicated with Harry and the rest of the gang almost every day in my journal, they were quite relieved that after months of exile I have finally reached out to them. They feared that Riddle killed me, something I assured them would be very difficult since we shared my immortal essence. Harry, Ron, and Luna would take turns visiting me in my dreams and would keep me updated on their time in my father’s lands. They updated me on Ginny’s recovery, apparently, she spent much of her time in her dark room refusing to see they lot unless forced to congregate. I urged them to give her time and that the Imperio spell must have done lasting damage to her psyche. My father’s small cottage was quite spacious enough to hold all of them comfortably and they assured me that they were ready to help on their side when given the orders from me.
Draco and Blaise would visit me whenever time would permit and we would steadfastly discuss and initiate the steps towards turning Riddle Fae. Currently, my hardest feat was trying to find a fae essence to force into Tom’s body, turning him completely Fae.
It’s in our chambers where I’m shaken from my thoughts by the apparition of Hodgy. I turn at her approach with a raised eyebrow. What did Riddle want now?
“ What does your master want now, Hodgy?” , I ask tiredly. He did not give up that snake
“ Princess, Master Riddle would like to know if you would join him for dinner at eight o’clock”, the little house elf says while fidgeting with her tea towel.
“ I am not hungry Hodgy, tell him I respectfully decline.”, I murmur before turning and heading towards the door leading to the surface area of our cruel master’s domain. I knew that before long Tom would lose his cool and demand me to spend time with him… I missed our union somewhat but was still too angry to submit to his will without force.
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I have once again destroyed my entire office in my ancestor’s home at Hermione’s decline for dining with me. I was trying my hardest to give her space, yet the infuriating witch was working on my last nerves, and I did not have much of those to spare in the first place. It has been a week since our little encounter and my nose still tingled at her strike. I had the right mind to barge into my chambers and take her then and there. Alas, I knew nothing good would come from it. That fucking witch was seriously asking to be cursed
“ My Lord, you wanted to see me?”
I turn from my inner conflict to see Thorfinn Rowle bowing before staggering towards my black oak desk, he was slightly on edge. I beckon for him to sit before conjuring two fire whiskeys and handing him one.
“ Yes Rowle, as you know I’m one to get straight to the point. I’ve heard that you are quite the witches man?” , I stare darkly at the blonde Celtic wizard awaiting his answer. He chuckles deeply before sweeping back his long dirty blonde hair behind his ear.
“ Well I wouldn’t say that, my Lord. I am however quite adept at the nature of women. They can be fickle things at times…how may I be of assistance?”
I stare at my pensive deep in thought before replying.
“ I require…advice as how to woo Hermione. Recently…she has been quite... problematic and I care not to keep cursing her into submission. I want a queen that willingly submits to me and I will not have anyone but the best…and that is Heartland… speak freely Rowle I will not curse you, however, remember who you converse with” I add darkly before refilling our drinks with a nonverbal wave.
“ Yes, My lord, I would never forget… I must say that you have picked quite a difficult witch to woo per say, until recently she has been one of your enemies and a Gryffindor at that, not to mention even in school she was always a little spitfire. I fondy remember when she cursed our entire Quidditch team with the measles because we pranked the Gryffindor’s team, not that she left any tracks. The brilliant witch…. but like all women you must be truthful and a little romantic my Lord.”l
I grimace at the “R” word, I knew that was expected but she wouldn’t even allow me to try “romantic” things with her…I was growing quite tedious. I was so close to obliviating her and reforming the fiery minx in my own image, however, I feared I would lose her…beautiful soul in the process, something I was adamant about.
“ You say to be truthful to her Rowle, how so? Should I tell her everything that’s on my dark mind? I would surely scare her even farther.”, I say dryly.
“ Did my Lord just make a joke?” , ask Rowle whilst choking on his spirit. I raise my eyebrows before smiling darkly.
“ Yes well, I do have humor servant, although rare.” , I faintly recall the death of that muggle slave during the death games and chuckle deeply before urging the giant wizard to continue.
“ Yes my Lord, being truthful to Hermione will most likely benefit you immensely. I do believe that she will be angered at first, but will come around to you opening up…I’m sure of it. You know how Gryffindors can me so chivalrous and true… I don’t know how they can charade around like that by the way, such romantic idealist they are.” , Rowle stretches before twirling his pine wand throughout his heavy hands.
“ Yes, being truthful may work… Thank you Rowle, you may go now.” I murmur as I finish my fourth drink of the night… I was going to bloody need it.
“ Of course my Lord, I am ever at your service”, He rises before staring at my dark eyes knowingly. “ My Lord, I take it that this is when you obliviate me?” , he flinches slightly at my dark smile.
“ Rowle my servant, you are ever so shrewd…Oblivate”
I get to work writing out a very truthful letter to my lioness. Hopefully, this works…I missed burying my length inside of her moaning body.
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“ Granger? are you busy right now?” I say as I painfully stretch my sore form. Voldemort has given me strict orders to forcefully read this letter to Granger, making sure to crucio me for good measure. I feared that the only reason he kept me alive was to continue the Malfoy line, hence continuing to load his pockets with a never-ending supply of galleons. I seem to have caught Granger in the middle of what seemed like a combined alchemy and potion combination and she looked so cute with her furrowed eyebrows knitted in deep thought.
“ If I say yes Draco, will you leave me alone? I really don’t feel like being bothered at the moment, unless you can figure out how to combine this bloody potion together?”, says Granger before vanishing away the failed contents of her pewter cauldron in irritance. I chuckle softly, same old Granger…yet she seemed a little more…darker. Was Voldemort finally getting to her I wonder before pulling out the letter he gave me.
“ I’m afraid I’m here on strict orders from Riddle to read this to you, he said that if you declined that he would make sure I would never walk again, so I beg of you to please just stop being stubborn for five minutes and allow me to read this bloody letter to you, I will buy you the entirety of Alexandria’s wizarding library if you do?”, I say smoothly as I grab her arm and lead her to the soft velvet sofa before plopping down next to her.
“ Fine… only because he threatened you… go on then Draco, lets hear what our megalomaniac ruler has to say?, Hermione says softty. Oh, well that was easier then I assumed it would be, thank Merlin! I liked being able to walk.
“ Okay so listen, and please don’t interrupt as this is already uncomfortable for me…okay here I go”, I say as I unravel the rolled parchment with Voldemort’s green serpent insignia.

“ Dearest Hermoine…” I scoff before staring at her riled nature. “ tough crowd…where was I oh yes okay… Dearest Hermione, if the pompous Malfoy can actually carry out this order without messing it up by know I’m sure you are wondering as to why I have written this letter. I have decided that I must be more forthcoming with you, as this is the only way that you will eventually trust me enough to allow our relationship to blossom… I have made a list of things that I have done to you or may have affected you and wish to share them with you, not as a form of punishment but proof to you that I am trying to change for you… not something that many alive can say. After reading this letter Malfoy will be oblivated and will not remember this conversation so fear not my lioness… Awl come on! That’s so not fair! I’m sure to have a horrible headache for weeks Granger! The Alexandria library is off just so you know!” I grumble before contintuing. So here is the list...
Number one: The first month of your capture I imperio’d you made you preform fellatio on me for hours, It was quite enjoyable. I was hesitant because I was sure you would bite me, and I am quite fond of every appendage on my body…I was going to be sick I quickly think before continuing to read. I was noticing Hermione’s crackled magic at the first truth and knew I hadn’t much time before she showed her infamous temper.
“ Number two: One day you stumbled upon me singing in the showers and I obliviated you, I simply cannot have my subjects knowing I enjoy singing in my free time. Oh, this was too good, and I kind of was disappointed that I would not remember any of it. Granger wasn’t happy at the idea however.
“ Ahem number three: When you are sleeping I enjoy apparating to muggle orphanages and… burning them to the ground, I haven’t really been carrying out this hobby as much due to being so busy, however, I decided to still add it.”
“ Number four: I enjoy marking your body in bruises, you bleed so prettily and it turns me on my dear when you cry out in pain, an aphrodisiac I presume… Seriously this guy was a sicko, I think before reading the final truth and almost bulging my eyes out… oh…hell…no..
“ That’s it Granger, end of the list… see I cant remember anything, now I’m just going to go if you don’t mind” , I slowly back away as I view her anger, her skin was crackling with gold sparks and her eyes were just plain bloody scary.
“ Malfoy… finish the list”, she growls darkly and I swallow the lump in my throat. This was not going to be good I think before saying the final part.
“ Uhh okay… here I go… Number Five: A few months ago I ordered Severus and Lucius to both take an imperio’d Ms. Lovegood at the same time. Both Longbottom and I watched. It lasted a couple of hours before I finally made her preform oral on me. She was horrible at it and I never touched her again, however, she must have enjoyed it immensely because she returned to Severus and Lucius a couple times before her well aided escape. This is also the reason as to why your progress with Longbottom was lost, honestly, I didn’t think that he would “re-break” so easily…
I do hope that you understand that I am a man use to getting what he wants, hopefully, this will draw us closer. If you would care to talk about this in person I shall be in the Grand Hall conversing with said two wizards about taking over the world.
With love… Riddle.
The letter burns at the mention of his name and I can’t for the life of me remember what I was doing here, however, upon staring at Granger I notice that her eyes are silvered and she was in enraged beyond reasoning.
“ Uhh Granger, did I say something offensive? I can’t remember…wait a minute did you bloody obliviate me?!” I stare at the scorch marks on my fingers in confusion before staring back at Hermione who has now risen with bristled anger and was heading towards the door with a clenched fist.
“ Go home Malfoy.”, She growls before slamming the door shut in a violent manner.
“ What did I say?” , I ask to no one.

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I cannot control the dark feeling inside of me as my surrounding crackled with my fae magick… I was going to destroy them I vow darkly before breaking open the grand hall door with a deafening Bombarda Maxima. True to his words Riddle is with Severus and Lucius and at my abrupt entrance, the latter two wizards jump at the deafening noise created from blasting the door apart.
“ Ah my dear, I see Draco has successfully carried out his orders, now that you know everything we can finally work pass this and onto us” , Riddle rises at my approach, his wand raised at the ready. Oh , you want to fucking play Riddle? I think menacingly.
I continue to advance with fury and I’m certain the other two wizards can feel the change of dynamics in the air, my magic crackles like lighting before I finally appear in front of the three dark wizards, breathing deeply.
Riddle stares with knowing eyes, while the other two stare in confusion at my ire.
“ You should be ashamed of yourself Riddle, although I’m certain it’s hard for you to feel anything, allow me to help you, ” I say with a guttural voice before raising both my arms above my head and conjuring a huge log that I throw in their direction. Riddle slashes quickly and the log splits apart. I growl in fury as Riddle laughs at my anger.
“ I think now would be a good time to leave, and allow you two to work out your quarrels in private” says Lucius with wide eyes, Snape and him are in the motion of apparating away, when I raise my left hand swishing my wand and both their wands fly across the room before smacking into the black and silver marbled wall, I use my other hand to unleash thick vines that grab ahold of the two before they can vanish, I smile cruelly as the vines quickly wrap around their waist in a constricting manner. They are my sole attention as I approach the shocked wizards as they try to breathe through the pain. Snape is calmer, however, I can see the well concealed pain beneath his façade. Lucius on the other hand is screaming at the continuing death squeeze, this usually well kept hair as wild as mine as he thrashes hopelessly about.
“ What is the meaning of this?” Malfoy retches out.
“ SILENCE!” , I bellow and they stare in shock, my speech was darker then my usual dainty voice.
“ You thought you could force my friend and I would not find out!? What’s with you death eaters and preying on those weaker then you?” I say as I walk around them, the ground beneath me was thick with writhing masses of vines, they looked like snakes I ironically notice before staring back at Riddle’s most loyal.
“ Miss Heartland, we were simply carrying out orders, you do understand?” , Says Snape smoothly.
I stare into his eyes devoid of empathy before flicking my wand violently and muttering “Crucio!” I giggle as both wizards gnash their teeth with what I assume is undeniable pain. I hold the curse for almost ten minutes before letting up, and continuing to squeeze the life from them. Lucius’s face was purple and veins were protruding from his temples, like the twisted ivy holding him in place. Severus, I must admit was surprisingly holding his torment much better than the pompous peacock beside him. He continued to stare at me through the pain, whilst Lucius has already doubled over unconscious.
“ And they say purebloods are superior”, I taunt at Lucius passed out form. I slowly snap my eyes to Snape.
“ And you… How could you?” , I tilt my head in a mocking manner and quickly crucio him again.
“ Miss…Granger… this… mmpmh!… this isn’t you Granger”, Severus chokes out, his pale skin as finally turned a faint blue and I continue to stare at him with my head tilted.
“ It’s Heartland.” I murmur before cursing him unconscious. I finally snap my eyes to Tom, who has repositioned himself back onto his black throne and has been watching my depravity in amusement. His ink eyes were sparkling as he slowly clapped at my show.
“ Simply beautiful my dear…you are ravishing Hermione.” , his voice was dark with lust and my eyes narrow as I throw a reducto and slicing hex in quick procession his way. Riddle lazily swats the oncoming curses with a simple protego, before apparating to my side and grabbing my throat. I grab his arm and claw his skin apart as he hisses a moan… the fucking masochist!
“ Lets take this chat outside my dear”, he murmurs in my ear softly.
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He apparates us to the forbidden forest, the very same clearing where he ruthlessly discharged slice after slicing hex at me months ago when my two magics would not cooperate.
I quickly push off of him yelling “ Impedimenta!” at his circling form, Tom gently steps aside but not before flicking his wand with a quick procession
“ Expulso! Configro!”, he bellows, and I barely have enough time to conjure the grass around me into a thick wall of protection before it’s caught aflame and blasted apart in a scorching mess. I dance around the wall of flames and fire back instantly.
“ Incarcerous! Diffindo! Protego!” I swish my wand in quick sequence. The last charm blocks Riddle’s Glacius curse, I feel the icy spell breeze past my crackling hair before I nonverbally return his spell at him in water form. I yell in glee as the water takes hold of his waist and quickly encircles him in an orb of water. I watch as Tom is suspended in a ball of water and I will my magic to force the cold water down his throat, growling in fury as he nonverbally creates a bubble charm around his persons before throwing his dark magic back at me in frightening speed. I barely dodge the pellets of water and a few droplets pierce me due to the high velocity of his aim. I stumble back breathing deeply blood trickles from my left cheek.
Riddle is soaking wet, his hair a sopping mess as he removes his black suit and throws it to the ground before loosening his dark green tie.
“ Don’t hold back my love, this is quite fun” he taunts at me. I was going to kill him!
I swish my wand and call forth Lacarnum Inflamarae, as a giant fire ball rushed towards Riddle, I will my fae magick to create thick grass that rushes from the snow laden ground and wraps around his dragon hide boots like devil snare.
Riddle is taken back and is blasted by the fireball right into his chest, the smell of burnt flesh is heavy in the frosted air and I laugh at his pained growl before he heals himself and uproots his feet. His eyes are red with fury at my well-placed spell, my eyes glitter between a swirl of gold and silver as we both lay forth a series of curses and jinxs.
“Obscuro! Expulso”
“Petrificus Totalus! Langlock!”, roars Tom.
“Protego” I say as I easily block his body binding curse before getting caught in his Ventus Duo, which throws me back six feet into the air, I smash into the nearest snow covered mulberry bush. I quickly gain my footing wincing slightly as the frozen branches scratch my arms and face, blood drips freely from my lower lip, which I bit upon impact.
“Reducto! Serpensortia!”
“ Vipera Evanesca” I yell and Riddle’s poisonous snakes hiss as they vanish to nothing. I use this moment to call forth a circle of giant trees that enclose our radius, making our battle arena smaller.
"Alarte Ascendare!"
“ Riddle I will destroy you!” I yell before running towards him and colliding into his toned chest, my hair was a tuft of curls as we collide to the ground harshly. He wasn’t expecting this muggle attack and his head hits the ground violently. He instantly grabs my throat and changes positions, pinning me to the frosted ground in fury
I wince at the roughness before crashing my lips into his and clawing his soaked shirt off of him, he proceeds to rip my maroon blouse off before staring hungrily at my heaving breast. I grab his hair and pull him towards my throat where he bites down violently and I moan deeply. We continue to rip our clothes off, not caring as our nails scratched each others bodies raw
I open my legs and Riddle rams his thick member into my center and I moan before raking my long nails down his pale back, I make sure to dig deeply and he hisses in pain before pushing to the hilt. I moan loudly as we rut in the snow.
“ You are fucking gorgeous, my love” growls Riddle darkly as he grabs onto my hair and pulls my head back before lapping and nipping at my breast in fervor. I wanted him to make me feel alive again!
“ Fuck me Tom!” I yell before flipping him to the ground and grinding into him with clenched teeth, I wanted to tear him apart, yet I wanted him more. I missed this!... this decadence of our union... the joining of our bodies, the absolute pleasure I felt when we were one.
Riddle moans deeply and bruises my soft flesh as he grabs my waist and pulls me into him. I yelp in pained pleasure as I orgasm violently on his cock. I heave deeply as my magic was entirely spent from my rage induced delirium.
“ Tom… I hate you...” I mutter softly, he was still inside of me as he apparates our bloody and battered bodies back to our bedchambers.
“ No you don’t my love” , he whispers before licking the wound on my throat. We lay there breathing deeply, Riddle’s body was as torn as mine and I knew not who won this battle, just that it felt so good to unleash all my pent up anger.
“ We need to do that more often, although next time don’t hold back you snake.”, I swirl my fingers throughout is soaked hair and he warms us with a simple heating charm before conjuring a black velvet box and opening it. I gasp as I see a stunning oval shaped emerald that was surrounded by a simple band of gold, the ring was held in place by a delicate winding snake made of the very same gold as the band.
“ Marry me Hermione.” says Riddle in finality. I stare into his eyes and they are softened at my slightly shocked form. I stare flabbergasted at his vulnerability.
“ Tom…I… I suppose I have no choice?” I say staring at his ink black eyes with my now golden orbs.
“ You do my queen.”, he says hoarsely. I stare for seconds at him and then at the ring… could I marry this monster when I knew I still had a duty to fulfill?... for mere seconds I ponder the thought before finally succumbing to my darkest desires.
“ Yes, Riddle” I murmur and he slides the emerald ring onto my left ring finger before kissing me passionately and we delve into slow love making until the early dawn.

I was in love with this evil man, because he was beautiful in his own twisted way… he was my counterpart in every way … and although I had to destroy his empire in a year and a half, I would willingly stay with him in Tir na Nog as enternal beings forever in a battle of war and decadence.
We were going to consume each other, and I was okay with that.
I was his and he was mine.
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