The Dark Lord's Pet Princess

21. Protector

Voldemort summoned Larissa to him, the very next day.
So even though she felt lousy, having spent the previous day vomiting and in pain, she had no choice but to apparate to his side.
This was the first time she got to wear her robes and mask, and she liked how she looked in them.
But when she arrived at the location, she found that it was just her and Voldemort, so she removed her mask.
"Good day" said Larissa.
"Hello there Miss Larissa. It is lovely to see you in your new uniform, it suits you. We have a death eater meeting in half an hour, but I wanted to summon you first, so that I could see you alone" admitted Voldemort.

"I feel proud to be wearing my uniform" smiled Larissa.
"And you look good in it... However, you don't look at all well, are you ill?" Asked Voldemort.
"No my lord" replied Larissa.
"Are you lying to your dark lord?"
"No... I fell out with every single person in my family yesterday, that's all. My brothers won't talk to me, and I don't want to talk to my parents as we a rather big disagreement".

"I expect that this had an effect  on your mental health, but why does your physical health seem effected also?" Questioned Voldemort.
"My mother punished me when we argued. And her punishments take a toll on ones body" answered Larissa.
"How did she punish you?" Asked Voldemort.
"I don't talk about that with anyone"
"But I am not anyone. I am lord Voldemort; your master and the one person you can trust".

Larissa sighed, "She hung me up in the air by my ankles, then dropped me on the table. She then paralyzed me and forced a poison down my throat. The poison causes intense pain, vomiting and sometimes even diarrhoea. My mother often uses it to punish her children. Although my youngest brother has never been punished like that, because he can do no wrong, at least in my mothers eyes".
"Your mother Walburga sounds like quite an unhinged person" admitted Voldemort.
"That's what several years of inbreeding does to you. You go insane, marry your cousin and abuse your children" muttered Larissa.

"Perhaps I should take a leaf out of her book and use some of her punishments on my enemies" suggested Voldemort.
Larissa shuddered involuntarily, "You can do whatever you wish. And I'm sure she would be over the moon to find out that you were using her favourite method of punishment, since she's a big fan of yours".
"She has other methods?" Questioned Voldemort.
"Loads. She has all the normal ones, using hot pokers and belts to beat us. And she has magical ones too, like the Cruciatus Curse"
"She definitely sounds like an interesting woman. Perhaps I should meet her one day"
"As long as I'm not around, you can summon her as often as you like".

"I sense a great deal of hate inside you, for your mother" informed Voldemort.
"What do you expect? She's been torturing me ever since I was a baby. I hate her with every inch of my being" revealed Larissa.
"I suppose that's understandable... I may admire her methods. But I cannot stand by and let her harm one of my death eaters like this. Perhaps I should tell her that you are now under my protection, and therefore cannot be touched" suggested Voldemort.
"There's no need. I'm going to have my wand on me at all times from now on, so that she can't hurt me"
"I'm still not sure I like the idea of sending you back to that house".

"I was thinking of getting a job at the Ministry, to limit the time I spend at home. Is there any part of the Ministry that you would like me to infiltrate on your behalf?" Asked Larissa.
"It would be good if you could get a job working near the Minister for Magic. I want to know where he goes, what he does, and who he sees" admitted Voldemort.
"I shall apply for a job there at my earliest convenience, and pass on all information that I get, to you"
"That would be wonderful".

Voldemort took a step closer to Larissa and began to walk around her, taking in her appearance.
"I see no scars on your face or arms from beatings" he commented.
"My mother never hurt me anywhere on show. And on the rare occasion that she did, she would heal us before anyone could see" explained Larissa.
"Do you still have scars now?" Asked Voldemort.
"Yes. Mostly on my back"
"Show me".

Larissa lifted up her hair with one hand, and pulled down the back of her dress, exposing the scars on the lower part of her neck and upper back.
Voldemort's cold fingers began tracing the outline of her scars. He moved slowly, sending shivers throughout Larissa's body.
"What woman would hurt their own child? Especially someone as beautiful as you" whispered Voldemort.
"My mother does not see my good traits, only my flaws. She believes I am no more than a Squib when compared to my cousin Bellatrix" admitted Larissa.
"Your mother is wrong" replied Voldemort.

Voldemort removed Larissa's hand that was holding the back of her dress, and began slowly unzipping her robes.
Larissa felt her heart beat quicken, as Voldemort stared at her exposed back.
"I never expected someone like you to hide a secret like this" admitted Voldemort.
"My mother forbids me and Sirius to speak about our punishments with anyone outside of the family" informed Larissa.
"Well, she is not to touch you again. I don't like people touching and breaking what is mine. If she raises a hand to you again, I want you to tell me straight away" announced Voldemort.
"I will" replied Larissa.

Voldemort zipped up Larissa's dress and spun her around.
Larissa was only a few inches away from his face, and she could feel his breath hitting her.
"I should get ready for the meeting" he said quietly.
Larissa released her hair and allowed it to fall back down into its original place.
"I have set you a place at my table, on my left hand side, opposite your cousin" continued Voldemort.
"We should make our way into the next room then" replied Larissa.
Voldemort cupped his hand around Larissa's face, "Yes, we should".

The pair stared at each other for several moments, before Voldemort stepped away without saying a word and led the way into the next room.
He then summoned his death eaters, and one by one they all began to apparate to his side.
Once everyone had arrived, Voldemort began to explain his plan to get Fenir Greyback onto his side, so that the werewolves would join his cause.
But Larissa wasn't paying much attention to what he was saying, as she couldn't stop thinking about how Voldemort's fingers felt against her skin.