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Fem!harry/Voldemort

Dark won the war. Dumbledore is dead,

He couldn't find her at all. She was nowhere to be found and none of his freaking lackeys had seen her. Some of the little annoying brats were smirking like they knew something, and he didn't like it. His wife was not in their bed and it looked like she hadn't been there in quite a while so that begged the question. Why did she leave their home?

He had been gone for about a year on a rebel protest that needed to be put down and she was happy and fine. A little angry that some lowly witch tried to seduce him but he had been able to calm her down. Did something happen? If that girl, Layla, Leyla, Leah, whatever her name was, did something to his precious raven he'd kill her.

He laid in bed at night, it was cold. Too cold, he missed his wife, and he missed her dearly. The only person that ever made the dark lord feel anything besides angry and annoyance. Aitheria Lilliani Riddle nee Potter, the previous girl-who-lived. As he laid in that cold bed he couldn't help but reminisce how she had come to the dark side.

August 21st 1996

He had a death-eaters meeting in his manor, the Malfoy's manor had been ratted out a couple months ago and he now had to have a new hide-out and operations-base. He was listening to the sniveling reports from Wormtail, stupid man should have killed him. But he was a good idiot to have around, eager to please and fun to torture as well as cast off if he needed to. Lucius Malfoy was standing near the front and his son Draco not far behind. The boy did well with his mission, got the required information and no one knew anything. Severus was off being a good little spy-turned-spy. Stupid goat for thinking that Severus would turn on the dark simply because of a woman, when he was gay.

The dark lord knew all about his time spent in bed with Remus Lupin, and he really didn't mind. As long as the werewolf was allowed to see Aitheria and have his books he was content to stay put. He was about to cast the curcio on the man that knelt at his feet before the wards around his house told him that someone had just entered without the dark mark. The door to meeting room opened and their standing in all her freaking glory was the light's weapon. Their golden princess and girl-who-lived, she had a sneer on her face worthy of any slytherin when she looked down on Peter that stilled in his report. She simply walked in as if she owned the place, none of them had reacted to her presence probably trying to figure out why she was there.

Not one of them expected her to announce her turn from the light and ask the dark lord for sanctuary on the promise that she never stopped his plans, never tried to hurt the death-eaters, and never sent any information to anyone about what was going on. She told him, she want out of the war, and to live out her days holed up in a dark room with books and food. When he had asked her why she had come knowing they might have killed her anyway. She simply told him that she was dead either way.

He knew he always had a problem with his curiosity it was what got him in trouble in school, snooping where no one wanted him, learning things that weren't meant to be known about. And this girl with the adava kadava green eyes, hip length raven waves of hair, and a well-endowed body had piqued his interest in kind. So he allowed her one of his guest rooms, and assigned an elf to help her with all of her needs. Her measurements were taken, her favorite foods were talked about and the books she would want to read.

He had one of his tailors start making robes and dresses for the girl and sent books from his library up to her room. True to her word she never stopped him from killing or torturing someone, she never touched the death-eaters, and every letter she sent she gave to him to read to show that nothing she learned about was going to some light person. In fact he noticed that her letters were usually addressed to the two oldest Weasleys as well as those twins. She seemed to be good friends with them and he decided to see if they would like to convert over to the dark.