Thread: After the End (Harry Potter, KC and Googl)

Just like that, he was almost as she remembered him. Ginny watched as Voldemort's features shifted and finally adopted the appearance of his younger self. She had forgotten just how handsome he had been. There was something utterly obscene about his beauty. If he had been an ugly child like his minion, Peter Pettigrew, it would have been possible to see how that warped him and made him resentful, much like Snape had been turned to the dark side by his experiences of bullying at Hogwarts. That he was so handsome and so intelligent Ginny found highly disturbing. He would have had his choice of girlfriends while at school, the prospect of a glittering career as a wizard and still he had chosen to seek superlative power in the wizarding community and to seize it by force. It was hard for Ginny to recall the atrocities Voldemort had committed, the utter misery he had left in his wake, when he fixed his dark green eyes on her. The Tom Riddle of her diary had written ardently to Ginny. He had known she wouldn't be moved by empty flattery and instead had pretended to have a strong emotional bond with her. He had sympathised when Ginny had confessed her unrequited love for Harry Potter and had made her feel that Harry wasn't deserving of her feelings for him. When Ginny had believed herself half mad because of the things he was making her do, Tom Riddle was there to calm her down, to soothe her. When he had finally appeared to her, Ginny had been shocked by his beauty. She had been half in love with him already but the sight of him as he emerged from his diary with the magical strength that she had given him would live in her memory forever. He had looked at her with such love blazing in his eyes, it had almost brought her to her knees. Right before he seized her wand, cursed her unconscious and dragged her down to the chamber of secrets as bait for Potter. Bastard. Ginny. I might be considered a monster by many, but I am still a man at my core, a man with needs and desires. Of course a man of my status needs a suitable young woman, one of good breeding and great beauty. You of course will make a suitable consort, a Dark Lord must have a bride. His voice resonated with the timbre it had had in his youth. Gone was the high pitched rasp that Voldemort's attempts at immortality had left him with. Bellatrix was quite obviously infatuated with the handsome young wizard now before her and her bottom lip protruded mutinously as 'Tom' announced that he intended to marry Ginny. The unadulterated lust in her gaze was enough to make Ginny vomit. Great beauty? I think you need to get someone to perform a myopia charm on you. Harry would never let me or even Hermione mess with his eyesight but I could happily curse you blind right now. She steped away from him, averting her gaze from his breath-taking beauty and the fraudulent ardour blazing in his eyes. It chilled Ginny to the bone, how much her young teenage body responded to the sight of her first ever ridiculously strong crush. I will die long before I marry you Tom and as for letting you knock me up with some kind of abomination, forget it. You'll have far more luck with Bella there. Her ovaries can't be that shrivelled yet. Once again she was talking big and doing her best to act brave but Ginny was terrified by the knowledge that he wanted to 'mate' with her. He could dress it up however he liked but the brutal truth was that he intended to force her into marriage and rape her until she fell pregnant. Ginny hoped that he raped her as Tom Riddle, right before she kicked the notion out of her head, disgusted with herself. I have to run but I'll post later as Hermione. Watch this space