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

Her defiance was amusing to Voldemort, it was rare that he got challenged by anyone on any level, and yet to have someone stand across from him and speak to him as if he wasn't able to take their life without a second thought... or maybe she knew and just didn't care. Did Miss Ginerva Weasley have a desire to become a martyr? Well that just wouldn't do at all, chambers had already been prepared for her but the house elf who would be ensuring that she ate her meals would also have to make sure that she didn't do anything foolish enough to get her killed... though trying to piss off someone as unstable as Bellatrix would likely do just that. She had been told not to do anything to the younger witch but Bellatrix was in any conventional sense entirely insane... only her loyalty to him keeping her entirely in check. The Order... He said the word slowly, as though he was forced to wrack his memory for what that was when in truth he of course knew right away. A thorn in his side which he suspected would soon die away because of the death of Dumbledore and the capture of their little savior. Oh yes of course, the Order of the Phoenix... I don't know how much good they will be to Mr. Potter right now... Only I and those who assigned to guard him know his exact location and those guards won't be leaving that location for quite some time. Of course with Mr. Potter captured and soon to be put on trial for his crimes and Dumbledore not only dead but exposed for his own many many failings I don't know how long the Order will be able to hold itself together and with some of the excellent new faculty members that Hogwarts has they might be concerned for the safety of their children. He really intended to leave most of the staff of the school in place, only a few key positions would be changed to ensure that children learned properly and were kept in the right place for their parents to know just who was in charge of everything. Soon Voldemort would be openly ruling, instal himself as the minister of magic... and then it would be easy enough to expand his control to other countries... and soon he would be ruling the world. With a small smirk on his face Voldemort reached out, his thin pale fingers stroking gently over the side of her face. I would watch my tone with Bellatrix for the time being though, given enough time you will be in a position where she will have to accept you saying such things about her but for the time being she is only restrained by loyalty to me and if I were to leave the room she might snap. I have no doubt that she wouldn't kill you, but she didn't kill the Longbottom's. If she drove Ginny to madness though she would likely die, Voldemort wanted to raise up a consort, an eternal bride who would be sitting at his side and his feet as he ruled the world. Slowly the hand from her face trailed down, brushing over her neck and starting to remove the the buttons from her blouse, not just unbuttoning things but quickly ripping them away and flicking them across the room. But right now I have other things on my mind... like the manner in which you dress is entirely unfit for what I picture for you. Head tilted to the side he looked down at her, thinking of the different things he would have her wear for him, in public and in private. I will need to have your measurements soon so that a gown can be made... A wedding dress, what better way to let Potter see her again then in a white gown which was soon removed by the deft fingers of the man who had beaten him.