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

Looking into her eyes as she went on with her little tirade Voldemort only smiled at her softly, the look much more natural that his facial features were approaching the human norm, attractive even by the standards of society. His good looks had always been an asset to him, when he had moved with secret oh so long ago, subtle charm rather then fear making people wanting to listen to him... but Voldemort enjoyed being feared by people, it was all so much simpler then making people want to help you with a smile and pretending you cared about them. In time though he would have his proper face back, he had several theories about how he could restore his body permanently rather then just this twisted and monstrous form that had been granted to him a few years ago when he had been restored to a permanent body. From the look in her eyes he knew that Ginny would enjoy that very much, it appeared that even she was not immune to the charms of his looks even knowing what was before her. It made him wonder though, she had contact with him in the past but he was curious about the particulars of it all, just what had happened between them. Moving forward again he gripped her chin, forcing her to look up into his eyes. A moment of contact was all that was needed, some wizards needed to verbally activate the spell that he was about to use, some need to flourish a wand but he had mastered Legilimency and was able to dive into the memories of anyone who hadn't spent years learning to keep him out. There was the spark, the connection and then he was in her memories, this was his favorite moment of the spell, when he first entered the thoughts of another and they could feel him looking through their memories, they knew each and every memory that he was taking his time to look throuhg. At first he saw the thoughts that were most on the surface of his mind, the thought that he might rape her, the doubts about her own beauty, the fact that she found him attractive... but he pushed deeper then that, back to her first year at the school when she had first opened and started writing into a certain diary. Through her memories he saw what she had experienced, saw how his younger self had charmed her, manipulated her, forced her to open the chamber. He had been told that Lucius had gotten it to be opened but the fact that none had died irked him a bit, that Basilisk had been his favored pet at the time... he would find a way to replace it. But of more interest to him was how she had poured her heart and soul into him, almost literally... nearly giving her life to restore him and he saw how he might manipulate her now. With a small smirk upon his face he broke off the spell, having seen enough. He... which is to say I, loved you... and you felt that for me didn't you? He asked with a small chuckle, releasing her chin and taking a small step back from her. You were willing to sacrifice everything to restore me to life... and you would have live Ginerva, if your heart had stopped for even a moment then I would have been reborn and I could have saved you with ease. If not for Potter then I would have been back so much sooner, I would have raised you up as my queen... you would have the power that I can give you, money any vault in Gringotts open before you, the Minister of Magic serving you whatever food or drink strikes your fancy, but Potter took that dream life away from you, the same little fool who wouldn't even give you the time of your day when you practically worshiped at his feet. That last part he suspected would be the key, remind her that he had listened to her dreams and hopes, when Harry Potter hadn't even realized that she existed... to busy chasing after an Asian student if what he saw in her memories was right. He still hasn't even touched you has he... not really anyway? There was no suggestive leer in his voice but his meaning was clear. I won't need to rape you Ginerva, I expect that very soon you will give yourself to me no matter how I look. The charm that changed his appearance was slowly loosing strength now, his skin a little more pale, his eyes slowly changing back... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As the door opened slowly Draco slowly eyed the Mudblood in the room, she was lucky to be alive as most of her blood status did not live long in the house. In olden times his family had hunted them for sport and if rumor was to be believed, experimented on them to develop new spells for their own amusement. She would survive what he was up too, he was not allowed to kill her or do anything that would cause her a massive dis-figuration but he was allowed to do just about whatever he wanted in order to break her down, to turn a friend of Potter into an example of what her kind would soon be. She wasn't as well known as Potter was but she was hardly obscure knowledge among her peers, the top student at Hogwarts was spoken of in some circles... of course the talk would soon be much more interesting. Granger... He practically sneered at her as he turned and locked the door behind him again, the door itself might not be enchanted but the key itself was... a non Malfoy who tried to touch it would soon be in an immense amount of pain, burns without marks along any part that touched it. Look at you, look at the state you are in, disgusting. He moved slowly into the room, a few short steps, he was entirely in charge of the situation and everything would move at his pace, she had no power here and everything he would do would help to hammer that into her head. I trust you have an idea of the situation that you are in, Potter has lost, the Order will soon fall apart, and The Dark Lord is running all of Wizarding Britain, which under him will mean that we control all of Britain and soon enough I suspect that Britain won't be enough for him. He smiled now, picturing the world, the change would be fast and at times frightening but the Malfoy family thrived when others found only strife... and soon enough he would be the head of the family, maybe Minister one day when the Dark Lord moved onto bigger and more important things. However he has some interesting ideas about what to do with Mudbloods and those of mixed status. Pure Bloods will rule of course, as if our right, those of mixed blood will be of a secondary status but Mudbloods will be... entertainment to us. There was a leer in his voice, no doubt she would pick up on it, she was clever. And you, formerly the top student of Hogwarts, a so called symbol of muggle born glory will be the first of the new status. Now Granger, you will not be getting much to eat here, I will be the only face that you see for the time being, and if you are hoping for any creature comforts like a book that you can have your nose in, or maybe a warm bath... then you will have to beg me for it. So lets start from there Granger, right now the House Elves have orders to feed you only enough to keep you healthy... but if you beg me then I might see fit to have a bit of fresh fruit added to your meals, make things more comfortable. He didn't expect her to beg, but it would amuse him all the same to see how she might react to it. Oh, and you will never see a wand again, now consider your response carefully otherwise I will leave you alone for twenty four hours.