An ENTERPRISING OMEGA

Chapter 39 : First Strike

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Harry Potter - JK Rowling
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Published:2022-10-17Updated:2023-12-11Words:157,236Chapters:61/?Comments:377Kudos:868Bookmarks:132Hits:34,558
An enterprising omega
DespairQueen
Chapter 39 : First Strike
Notes:
Hello good night !
Yes, already, it makes me happy and I finished well.
Happy reading, sorry for the mistakes ^^
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Chapter Text
Voldemort was still standing in the darkness when Hugo Gisler appeared in the living room of his Luxembourg home so late at night. The black magician made no secret of his presence, especially since the Swiss Minister of the Economy had requested it in a sweet note. Thorfinn had played messenger between them as expected. Many had forgotten that he had remained behind in the ducal palace, in accordance with the orders of his King. Voldemort drank a little wine as Gisler came to stand in front of him. The flames in the fireplace reignited as the Swiss sat down opposite him. An elf came to offer his master a drink and left just as dry.

Voldemort carefully observed the appearance of his future partner in crime. Hugo Gisler no longer hid his annoyance behind a falsely friendly mask. He wasn't going to cut any corners, Voldemort even expected a possible duel given his mood.

-You agreed to kill me.

-As you agreed to do.

The King saw a glimmer of surprise in Gisler's eyes which quickly faded.

-How do you know ?

-Because it is obvious that I will not leave my omega to anyone, least of all to you.

Gisler sneered, the sound as cold as the flames were hot in the hearth. The man then got up to take a few steps. Emotions needed an outlet and Gisler couldn't try to vent on him when they were possibly in the same boat.

-Come on, don't try to make me believe that you are attached to this thing. Omegas are just for that, to be stuffed with babies. I realize your pro-omega laws work but you are not a good man. You just wait until the results are good to tighten the screw again.

Voldemort didn't comment. Gisler was not the first to believe that he could read it and the King had no reason to disabuse him as Gisler's opinion and life meant nothing to him. He certainly needed the sorcerer for the rest of his plans but if he really needed him, he could very well do without him. He placed his cup down and clasped his hands quietly.

-I will not leave it to anyone because what is mine remains mine.

An explanation that would certainly please his interlocutor and he had proof of it with the smirk that he saw blossom on Gisler's lips. He even laughed and took a sip of his drink before retorting: