Voldemort Goes Back To School | By : KisaraP Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 38062 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 7 |
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Voldemort Goes Back To School:
Chapter 7:
An Inevitably Awkward Conversation
LV and Nagini's POV:
Voldemort returned to Malfoy Manor, which he had previously decided was now his Death Eater Headquarters. Being a Dark Lord had its bonuses, since upon said decision and notification, Lucius readily agreed and altered the wards to allow Voldemort to freely Apparate in and out of the manor. The blond obviously had not wanted to experience any more Crucio’s than absolutely necessary.
Upon his arrival, Voldemort first took the counter-potion to return his body to its true resurrected form. He then summoned Nagini to his side, intending to question her about her species' mating habits.
That being done, he now found himself pacing nervously around Lucius’ office. Even though Nagini was here with him and even though she was a snake, Voldemort found himself unable to proceed in questioning her. He couldn't even answer her question as to what they were supposed to be talking about because it was so embarrassing for him.
What if she discovers what I've already done? What if she asks for details? What if the problem isn't actually with Nagini's species but something else? The Dark Lord continued to pace in front of the fire, avoiding her unblinking gaze.
Though loyal to her master, Nagini began twitching agitatedly at his continued silence and nervous pacing. What hasss he gotten himssself into thisss time, I wonder… she thought.
Finding inspiration at last, Voldemort hastily strode over to Lucius’ dark-wooden liquor cabinet and snatched out a large bottle of Firewhisky and a glass. As he shakily poured the whiskey, he inadvertently overfilled the glass, making the excess liquid spill onto Lucius’ polished desk, drenching the random sheets of parchment there. Verbally cursing, Voldemort cast a variation of Scourgify to banish the spill.
Nagini watched her master's clumsy behavior with interest and increasing concern. It was only when she witnessed him lift the glass to his lips and gulp down the noxious alcoholic liquid that she decided it was time she spoke before her master hurt himself. "Massster, whhhat isss troubling you?"
"Oh Nagini, what isssn't troubling me?!" Voldemort exclaimed in Parseltongue as he slammed the glass down onto the desk, causing a spiderweb of cracks to form all along the sides of the glass. Releasing it, he grasped the sides of the desk in a death-grip, preparing himself for the things he would have to say.
"Nagini, I…" he paused, thinking about how best to phrase what he needed to, in order to make her understand his present predicament. "Nagini, I believvve a cccertain… complicatttion may havvve…occurred…as a resssult of my usssing your milk in the creatttion of my firssst child-like body, which then merged into the nexxxt form I had taken in the Gravvveyard, and that evvven in the potion-induced external form of ‘Evan Farley’, remainsss mossstly within me."
When her master paused, Nagini nodded, indicating that she understood so far. She anxiously awaited what else he would say, since her master usually told her only what he wanted her to hear and no more than that.
The Dark Lord continued, "As…embarrasssssing as it may be…for…the both of usss, I…uh…I havvve to asssk you about — about your ssspeccciesss' mating habitsss," he finished, flushing.
Upon hearing all of this, Nagini was greatly surprised. Could Massster really be having problemsss with sssuch a thing? She wondered again, now entirely intrigued and, contrary to Voldemort’s beliefs, not at all embarrassed.
When her master didn't continue even after a long pause, Nagini took the initiative, thinking he would likely not know what questions to ask about such a topic. "Well, my ssspeccciesss can live for a couple hundred yearsss, yet we reach maturity fairly quickly, usssuallly within two to three yearsss after our birth. Ssssnakesss exissst both in the Magical World and the Muggle World, however, there are differencccesss between them. Most female magical sssnakesss, including my ssspecccific ssspeccciesss, go into what sssome would dessscribe as a ssslight Heat of sssortssss, which attracts compatible matesss to them. Then, when a Sssucccesssful Coupling has occurred, thisss ssslight Heat sssubsssidesss for the mossst part." Nagini paused there, waiting to see if her master had any questions for her so far.
Voldemort was beside himself. Here, it seemed was the answer as to what was happening to him! But surely there had to be another way to end this 'Heat' Nagini had described! "Isss there any other cure for thisss 'Heat' other than a Sssucccesssful Coupling?" He replied in strangled-sounding Parseltongue.
"None that I know of, Massster," Nagini replied. "But Massster, I –" It was at this point that she was cut off, when her master began to pace back and forth wildly, cursing and mumbling to himself, the fingers of his hands now digging into his scalp. However, because Voldemort was cursing in Human Tongue, she could not understand anything he was saying, and because her voice was much softer than his, she could not talk over him either, though she did try.
"This can't fucking happen to me! I am the Dark Lord! I shouldn't have this problem! I am — I am the source of control in the Wizarding World! To be compelled to have…s-sex with…Har— I won't stand for it!" He raged, bordering on hysteria. Grabbing his wand, Voldemort cast a wrathful Diffindo at the nearby black upholstered loveseat, making it explode, raining down feathers everywhere. "There has to be another way to deal with this! I refuse to have this problem persist for the rest of Eternity since I am now virtually Immortal! I…I can't be…lusting after my…worst enemy…for the rest of my life!"
Nagini quickly curled herself up into a small corner by the brick fireplace as her master continued to rage, destroying Lucius’ office in the process - slashing expensive couches, armchairs, portraits whose subjects had long since fled, and even the elegant grandfather clock, whose face popped out, depicting miniature Malfoy figures that were presently trying to huddle behind the roman numeral XII.
As this destruction continued, the Malfoy House Elves popped into the room, frantically trying to gather the scattered and floating feathers from the blasted furniture and trying to repair them, but amidst the Dark Lord's temper tantrum, they were failing in their task. As a result, some of the House Elves began banging their heads against the furniture in self-punishment for their failure to fulfill their duties. This added to the increasing chaos and damage to the office.
The finale of his culmination of hysteria and rage resulted in the Dark Lord casting a final curse wildly, which incidentally, ended up hitting Lucius' silver snake-topped cane, making the head pop off and become lodged in the ceiling.
Ohhh, that's one of Lucius' favorites, isn't it? He's not going to be very happy…Oh well, I'm the Dark Lord, I can do whatever I want! Voldemort crowed to himself. But it was with that final piece of damage that the Dark Lord knew he could not continue his deliciously tempting destructive behavior.
He needed to focus to find some way to deal with this problem. Suddenly, an idea dawned on him: Surely there was some kind of Potion to help suppress the problem or perhaps even cure it, right? Just because Nagini didn't know of a cure or treatment didn't mean there wasn't one! After all, he had just received two potions for the head injury he had suffered as a result of the 'Broom Incident' and that had basically 'cured' him. Potions could do all sorts of things, which was why he kept Severus around, even though the Potions Master’s loyalties had been called into question many times.
A Potion! That's the answer! I'll just take a… Libido Suppressant potion of sorts, which will give me time to devise a way to kill Harry Potter, without getting…distracted…and then it'll be over! Voldemort celebrated to himself.
He figured he could see if either Severus or that medi-witch Pomfrey had some kind of potion like that already made. If not, he might have to either Imperio one of them and get them to make the potion, or reveal his true self to Severus in order to get him to make the potion.
Having decided that, the Dark Lord turned to Nagini, "Your informatttion has been mossst helpfulll, Nagini. I shall sssee you again sssoon. After I havvve killed Harry Potter."
With that said, Voldemort Apparated directly out of the office and into Hogsmeade.
Unknown to the Dark Lord though, he left behind a spitting mad Nagini, who shout-hissed in Parseltongue in the direction of the place he had just Apparated from.
"You foolish Wizzzard! You think you Wizzzardsss know evvverything, but you don't! I sssaid the Heat wasss ssslight! And sssinccce you are not evvven fully one of my ssspeccciesss, it would probably Not evvven affect you Sssignificantly. Or at All! You would think that after the disssassster that wasss that prophecccy and the Department of Mysssteriesss, you would havvve learned! But No! Tssssss!" Nagini cursed, coiling and uncoiling her body agitatedly. Yet, she was in part thankful that her master was away so he would not hear her admonishing and cursing him so.
I havvve a feeling thisss will end badly… and I am unable to Apparate… ssso by the time I find Massster… it may already be too late. Nagini sighed to herself. Upon noticing the jumping House Elves as they frantically tried to get the room in order before Lucius Malfoy came home from his trip to the Ministry, her concerns fled her mind as the thought of catching one tasty House Elf drew her silently towards them.
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Not the Welcome Expected:
Lucius and Narcissa's POV:
After a tiring day of discussing politics with those fools at the Ministry…and arguably bribing said fools… which would hopefully allow him to gain control over the Ministry entirely… with his newly resurrected master’s permission of course, Lucius was relieved to finally be home.
He hadn't yet seen anyone at the Manor other than the cringing House Elf who had opened the front door for him. Of course, Lucius used the front door simply because he took great pleasure in the power of having one of his House Elves open the door for him, and thus he would not dream of Apparating directly into his own Manor unless urgent.
Now, he was looking forward to relaxing in his office, maybe even having a drink or two before eating a late dinner. He had not been able to have dinner earlier because his bribing of Ministry Officials always took place during their overtime-work-hours. Because after all, the less witnesses…the better, right?
Lucius reached his office, pulled open the double-doors, and froze on the spot. What had once been the heart of his home, a haven of luxurious comfort and privacy, housing the best in furnishings, paintings, liquor and his prized collection of canes was now… a – a, Lucius had no words to even describe the chaos that met his horrified eyes.
The room was utterly destroyed! Demolished! Desecrated! He stared wide eyed at the floating feathers, scrambling House Elves, Nagini's snapping jaws, and finally his collection of canes. He felt his heart, which he'd never admit he had, momentarily stop upon discovering that the snakehead of his most precious family-heirloom cane, was missing. Still rooted to the spot, he looked all around him and finally found the snakehead piece almost right above him, lodged in the ceiling.
Not even bothering to say anything to the oblivious House Elves, Lucius slowly turned around, closing the doors to the office behind him. He retraced his steps, barely aware of his own mutterings about dark lords and bad houseguests, as he mourned the loss of his prized family-heirloom.
However, before he even made it halfway to the front door, he heard Narcissa speak behind him.
"Lucius! You're home! I didn't know. I can tell the House Elves to make you a late dinner, if you would like," Narcissa said as she stopped beside her husband.
"I'm leaving for the Ministry, dear," Lucius said in a voice which appeared to most other people to be a tired voice. Surely there were more Officials working overtime that he could bribe or threaten…anything to forget…
"But Lucius, you just came home!" Narcissa protested, hands on hips.
"Quite right…to my detriment. Send me an owl when the House Elves have finished…cleaning up my office," Lucius replied, sounding more broken than he had intended as he shot a miserable glance back at the closed doors of the destroyed room.
When Narcissa took in Lucius' barely concealed look of devastation when he had looked back in the direction of his office, she simply nodded in acknowledgement, holding back her curiosity.
As soon as her husband closed the front door behind him, she looked around. Making sure the coast was clear so as not to destroy her highly sophisticated pureblood reputation, she then made a mad dash towards the office. She couldn't wait to discover the cause of Lucius's tragic state. She threw open the doors and stepped inside, only to be hit in the face with a bunch of feathers.
"What in the Wizarding World is going on in here?!" Narcissa spluttered, trying to keep the feathers out of her mouth. Looking around, she saw all the damage done to the couches and other furniture as House Elves were jumping around the room trying to catch flying feathers.
"We's being much sorry, Mistress! Lord Master's being here with Snakey, and we's a'thinks Snakey upsets Lord Master. We'sa try'in t'clean here, but we's a'gotta be jumpin' so Snakey not be eatin' us, Mistress! B'cuz then we's can'ts be a'finishin' ours duties, Mistress!" Answered a female House Elf named Prinky.
"Well, see to it that you do," Narcissa replied, bringing up a hand to remove a feather or two from her mouth. As she turned to leave, she noticed the damaged cane. "And see to it that you do something about Master Lucius’ cane," she added before walking back out, ignoring the enormous snake that was trying to catch a snack.
She wished that the Dark Lord had a bit more…house decorum, at least similar to that of the former Lord Grindelwald, or so the stories she had heard previously proclaimed.
Oh Lucius, you do know how to pick them, don't you? You have no one to blame but yourself for this one. Narcissa thought to herself as she proceeded to remove additional feathers from her robes and hair.
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