Lady Mortem || Harry Potter Fanfiction

Valentine Special : A Hunt For Scilla

All HP characters belong to J.K Rowling

May contain a little spoiler for the main story.

This is NOT part of the main story.
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It was a peaceful day on february. The sky was mostly clear and the cold air of february made one unwilling to leave the comfort of their blanket. Even one of the most fearsome Dark Lord known, Marvolo, decided to abandon his duty for a moment and laid further into his bed. Maybe it was because of Nagini's influence that he also found it hard to move on this cold day.

The crackling sound of the fireplace lulled him even deeper into sleep. Well, at least until the loud crashing sound woke him up instead. Groaning in frustration, he forced himself to finally wake up and faced the day. He saw Nagini curled in front of the fireplace, not bothered by the sound at all. Oh, how he envy the snake.

Marvolo stood up and walked towards the door. When he turned the knob, about to open it, another force pulled close the door startling him. Marvolo looked at the door with confusion, wondering what in the world is the other person thinking of.

"Love?" Marvolo asked.

"Sorry! Did I wake you? Just- Uh.. go back to sleep. I'll be there soon." A woman's voice answered from the other side of the room. Marvolo, fully aware of his lover's weird antics shrugged and went back to his bed. With a snapped of his fingers, a stack of documents flew towards his hand. Since he's already up, might as well do something productive.

Around 15 minutes later, the bedroom door opened and in came a woman with wavy jet black hair. Her red eyes seems to sparkle like a Ruby under the sunlight. Marvolo, without looking up, opened his arm. The woman immediately snuggled into his arms.

"What are you up to, Dashuria ime?"

"Nothing. I tripped when I went to get a drink." Marvolo frowned at the answer and looked at the woman in his arms.

"Are you hurt?"

"No." The woman mumbled. Unconvinced, Marvolo pushed her gently and checked for any bruise.

"I'm fine, Marvie."

"The last time you said that, I had to call Severus."

"It was one time!"

"And one time is more than enough, Scilla. Are you sure you're not hurt?"

"I'm not. I swear." Scilla burrowed deeper into Marvolo's arms.

The young girl has grown into a stunning woman. Her long jet black hair framed her small face, and her previously green eyes turned into a striking red, because of what happened years ago.

He loves her red eyes because of how similar they are to his. But, he also couldn't help feeling sad, as it was a reminder of the day when he almost lose her forever.

"You did it again." Scilla said.

"Hmm?"

"You always had that look when you saw my eyes. It's been years Marvie. Look, I'm here, now. Alive and well." Scilla grabbed Marvolo's face, forcing him to look at her.

Marvolo chuckled seeing her serious face. He lightly knocked his forehead to hers, smiling as he saw the red blush creeping into her cheeks.

"I know. I'm sorry." He pecked at her lips and laughed as he saw Scilla widens her eyes and hid her face into the pillow in embarrassment.

It's been years, and Scilla's still as innocent at love as the first time he courted her. It's hard to associate this girl who became so embarrassed at a simple peck with the one who saves Britain's Wizarding Community.