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Leech	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I own nothing but this sordid little tale. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not making any money by writing it. I must be insane.

LEECH

Chapter 56

Pleased with her response, Voldemort turned his attention back to Severus. Bring her closer, I wish to see her better. Is she� safe? You have given her the potion?�
�Yes my Lord. All is as it should be.�

�Good, then you won�t mind giving me a demonstration.� Voldemort sat back in his chair, his eyes glowing. He was not foolish enough to take Snape�s word for it, he wanted to first witness the dark wizard lay hands on the woman.
�If that is your wish.� Severus turned his attention back to Kathy. Taking her hand and pulled her closer to himself and removed her cardigan, leaving her arms bare. He placed his hands on her shoulders and ran them slowly down her arms, slid them back to her shoulders, and down again, finishing with holding both her hands in his. He looked back at Voldemort.
�Yes, you spoke the truth Severus. We have control of a Leech, now we can use her to help us in our cause. Well done my faithful one.�

�Look at me girl.�
Severus released her and stood to the side, while Kathy lifted her face to meet the evil red eyes of her one time friend. She was unable to stop the choked sob that left her throat as she looked at him.
�I frighten you? You will become accustomed to my appearance I assure you.�
�Tomtom.� She whispered. �Tomtom it�s me.�
Voldemort frowned for a moment as he processed what she�d said, then his red eyes narrowed. �What did you call me? I am Lord Voldem� �
�Tomtom don�t you recognise me? Please say you remember me. You left me Tomtom, you promised you�d look after me but you left me behind.�
Voldemort�s already grey skin turned even greyer as he slowly comprehended who this woman was. �Kathy Stoge? This cannot be. Severus, what is the meaning of this?� He demanded, still unable to believe what was in front of his eyes.
�I don�t know my Lord, I� She appears to think she knows you.�
�No.� The Dark Lord bellowed. �It cannot be. You are too young. It is impossible. Who are you?�

�I�m Kathy, you know that. What happened to you Tomtom. Why do you look so� like that?�
Voldemort stood and moved round the table, shock still evident on his lipless face. �Look at me.� He demanded, and Kathy met his gaze full on.
She could see images of her past life flitting through her head. Running down the corridor after Tomtom, him shouting at a group of boys that were taunting her, her clinging to his shirttails as they headed for dinner, him reading while she sat on his bed looking at the picture book. Then later, when he went to Hogwarts, returning for the holidays, telling her he would not return again. Her and David, her babies, her beautiful babies. Masked men in red capes, David lying lifeless on the floor, the masked men mutilating her precious cherubs, masks again floating in front of her as the faceless men behind them drove into her, seeing them collapse or drag themselves away from her, punishing her, beating her. Then another masked, red cloak, putting something round her neck, spinning the thing on the chain.
Voldemort pulled out of her mind and stared at her. �No.�

He turned to Severus, noting the puzzled expression of his servant. �This is the woman brought to Dumbledore?�

�Yes My Lord. Is there a problem?�
�Wait here.� Voldemort walked over to a long cabinet and removed a stone pensive, setting it on top and removing one of the memories of what he�d just witnessed with legillimens.

He whispered an incantation and dipped his wand into the swirling mass, then watched as the image of the Death Eater that placed the time turner around her neck appeared. Voldemort froze the memory as the Death Eater turned, he looked closely at the eyes behind the mask, took in the set of his jaw, the way he carried himself. �Dolahov.� He hissed.
�Kathy.� He said softly as he spun to face her again. �My little Kathy.�

�Severus, you do not realise what a truly precious gift you have brought me this day. Fate has brought her to you, and you have brought her to me. Tell Dolahov I wish to see him first thing tomorrow. Say nothing of what you have witnessed this evening. You will be well rewarded for what you have done Severus.�

�Kathy, my little Kathy. Come here.�
She walked toward him, her legs shaking as she neared. The long fingered hands that had once seemed so safe, hands she�d once longed to hold now repulsed her, even as they reached for her. The boy she�d loved and trusted was now� this thing. Inhuman, terrifying, a murderer. Her nerves got the better of her and she faltered, freezing where she stood.
Voldemort did not even notice. He was so absorbed in seeing her again that instinct took over and he grabbed her arms to pull her to him. Severus said she was safe now, he�d seen the wizard touch her with no ill effects. Now he too was touching her. Something he�d never been able to do when they were children. Had he been able to before now, things might have been different. He would have taken her to his bed at the very least, perhaps returned for her, kept her by his side as he rose to power.
Severus watched intently, his jaw clenched as he watched the Dark Lord put his filthy hands on Kathy. He fought not to retch as the despot held her tensed body flush with his own. He raged inside, he wanted to pounce and rip the Dark Lord apart with his teeth, tear him limb from limb with his bare hands. He could almost feel her terror. It was palpable, if he reached out he was convinced he would be able to touch it as Voldemort touched her.
Then Kathy lifted her hands and took Voldemort�s, clinging to them with every ounce of strength she possessed. She shook with the effort as he suddenly realised what was happening and tried to free himself of her.
�You murdered my babies Tom. Why did you kill my babies.? They made me watch. THEY MADE ME WATCH AS THEY CUT MY CHILDREN INTO PIECES. WHY?� She screamed at him. �WHY?�
Voldemort stared at her horrified for a full minute before adding his own voce. �Traitor.� Voldemort shouted. �Traitor.� He shouted at Severus. �Get off me you heinous creature.� He hissed at Kathy while still trying to free himself of her grip.
Shocked out of his reverie, Severus turned to ward the door and place a silencing spell, but he�d been so engrossed, so stunned at Kathy�s level of emotion and what was happening, he wasn�t quick enough and several Death Eaters burst into the room.
�Pull her off me and take him.� The despot commanded weakly. He could feel his power diminishing.
Kathy equally could feel hers increasing, but it was taking too long. His power was too strong, too full of evil. None of those she�d practiced on had been anywhere near as potent as Tomtom, and the violence and pure hatred that flooded his essence was now filling her. Her eyes took on a reddish glow even as several hands tightened around her arms. Fingers clutched at her legs, and an arm wrapped around her waist, wrenching her free of the vile, wretched creature in front of her.

She screamed and struggled, clawed and kicked, as she saw the object of her rage and fury taken from her grasp.
Severus could do nothing. As soon as the Death Eaters entered the room he�d been bound magically and left to watch in horror as their plans went awry. It was not supposed to happen like this. Kathy was not meant to be taken. She was supposed to Leech the Dark Lord, drain him of his power. Then the wards would drop and Severus could send the signal for the Order of the Phoenix to come and take the tyrant and capture the Death Eaters. Now because he�d allowed himself to be distracted by events unfolding in front of him he�d let her down, been too slow and everything was fucked up because of him.
But Kathy wasn�t giving in without a fight. She slapped her hands to every bit of skin she could, clutching and raking with her nails, willing any and every bit of magic to enter her from whatever source she could find. But there were too many and even with what she took from Voldemort she was overpowered.
The Death Eaters soon discovered that curses had no effect on her, but someone produced a length of rope and she was held to the floor and bound before they lifted her to carry her away, her screams echoing through the halls of the mansion eerily.

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