In a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you.
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Lord Voldemort won the war, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix are destroyed.
Three hundred years later, the Dark Lord finally realizes how lonely eternity is.
And it doesn't help that the ghost of Harry Potter is haunting him.
Inspired by "Killing Lord Voldemort" by Bex Drake on fanfiction.net
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Narrator's POV
Hadrian woke up around an hour later, dazed and confused as he sat up on the comfortable bed, "T-Tom?"
"I'm here, love." Voldemort replied, Hadrian quickly finding his fiancé siting in a nearby chair
"What happened? I feel like someone pushed me down the stairs." Hadrian said, stretching
"Because you did. Rebels broke in and you were 'Stupefy'ed from behind and you fell down the stairs. Took quite a beating until I arrived, lovely." The Dark Lord told him, it wasn't a complete lie since rebels did break in while he was bringing Hadrian back to life and he killed them all
"Oh, how long have I been out?" Hadrian asked, sitting on his fiancé's lap
"Just an hour or two, darling, you woke up just in time for dinner." Voldemort said, carrying his bride-to-be bridal style
Hadrian blushed, "Y-you don't have to carry me."
"I know, but I wish to, my love." The Dark Lord said, setting Hadrian on the ground, "But if you truly wish to walk you can."
"Thank you." Hadrian blushed, holding onto his husband-to-be's arm as they walked to the dining room for dinner
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A few weeks later was the Samhain Ball, which was a ball the Dark Lord attended every year to remind the wizards and witches of Europe that he was still very much alive and still very much in control.
And when he made his entrance, it was needless to say that everyone was surprised when he appeared with Hadrian on his arm.
Hadrian was assumed to be arm-candy by the majority of the people there.
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About halfway through the ball, Hadrian excused himself to get a drink.
While he was getting his drink, Hadrian found himself being pulled into a dark closet and when the door shut he cast 'Lumos' to see who had pulled him.
With his wand-light, he saw that his 'kidnapper' was someone that seemed familiar to him but he couldn't place it.
"Hello," The man greeted, "my name is Gilderoy Lockhart the II, you might be familiar with the works of my great-grandfather and namesake, Gilderoy Lockhart?"
"No, I can't say I am." Hadrian replied, "But did you pull me in here to talk about books? Because I have someone waiting for me."
"That's what I wanted to talk about." Gilderoy said, "What's someone like you doing with someone like him?"
"What? I don't know what you're talking about." Hadrian said, trying to push past him
"You know, You-Know-Who? Why is someone as attractive as you with him? He's different from normal people." Gilderoy explained
"You know what," Hadrian said, "I do see a difference: he's getting laid tonight and you're not."
"Fine, be a gold-digging slut." Gilderoy said, "Everyone's saying that. And since you are a slut, you deserve to be treated like one."
Gilderoy harshly shoved Hadrian against the wall and started to strip the smaller male.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Hadrian shouted
"Fucking you like the slut you are." Gilderoy said, "And you won't be able to tattle to the Dark Lord because my family is known for our strong memory charms."
Seeing no peaceful way out of the situation, Hadrian cast, "Crucio!"
Gilderoy fell to the floor screaming as Hadrian cast a Silencing Ward.
Hadrian ended the spell moments later, then quickly casting, "Sectumsempra"
Gilderoy continued screaming as a large cut was made on his stomach and he began bleeding out.
Then Hadrian cast the Entrail-Expelling Curse, making Gilderoy's entrails come out of his body.
Using magic he hung Gilderoy with his own small intestine and left him to die in the closet, luckily he didn't get any blood on his outfit so he rushed to get his drink and returned to his fiancé's side.
When Gilderoy's remains were found hours later, no one assumed Hadrian to be arm-candy nor a slut anymore.
