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“How do you spell love? You don’t spell love. You feel it.”
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Hogwarts
Snape had directed his student to his chambers where he had possession of a fireplace.- What should I say to get to him?
- You have to say 'Riddle Manor'.
- I thought the dark lord had abandoned his muggle origins.
- That does not mean that this mansion is recognized as such, the lord cannot change his origins even if he can get a nickname.
Hermione nodded understanding and went into the fireplace picking up a handful of fluo powder. She sighed heavily and threw it to her feet.
- Riddle Mansion.
Mansion of the dark lord
Nagini moved nervously through the gardens of the mansion waiting for the arrival of her master, who was spending more time in that muggle town.
Moving her tongue she smelled an unknown aroma, it came from inside the mansion. She crept inside and with the intention of attacking any stranger, but when she saw the newcomer she was surprised.Hermione found herself engulfed in a large hall that had huge stairs leading to what she assumed would lead to the bedrooms.
She was not expected to be greeted by Voldermort's snake so she felt somewhat unsafe there alone. She did not want to get close to her, she only looked at her huge mouth and thought that with her size she could eat her without any problem.Fortunately, the owner of the house entered through the front door and was surprised to see his friend with his lover.
The girl did not move from her place scared to be physically with he-who-must-not-be-named and his snake. She was afraid to move and be eaten or grabbed by another. The dark lord looked like a snake too, he didn't have to crawl on the ground to notice it. He wore a robe larger than him, in his face he had two holes stretched out simulating the nose of a snake and he had almost no hair. Hermione knew she shouldn't judge by his physical appearance but the truth is that her fear was largely due to the unhuman appearance that Voldermort now had.The girl could breathe a little when he communicated with the snake in Parseltongue causing her to leave them alone.
- I didn't think I was going to see you so soon again.
He offered her a hand to help her out of the fireplace but the girl looked somewhat hesitant to come out. He lowered his hand, giving her room and pointing out.
- I don't think you came just to stand there.
The girl came out trying to keep her distance with him and with one hand near her wand still afraid of how explosive the dark lord could be.
- We have to talk, I'm not here for leisure.
- I thought you were coming to see me.
They both sat on a sofa in what looked like a tea room at one side of the great room. She tried not to sit too close to him.
- Vipsi.
He called out to someone and in a second a house elf appeared in front of them.
- Please make a honey tea for Miss Granger and me.
The elf disappeared after nodding and she turned somewhat indignantly towards her companion.
- How can you have elves enslaved? Also, what happened to the curly name?
He leaned closer to her face and for some reason Hermione held her breath nervously.
- Have you ever tried to free an elf? They start to cry and despise themselves because, according to them, they have not done their job correctly.
He grabbed her hand to which she was surprised. His hand was cold and larger than hers but his touch and touch did not seem unpleasant.
Without letting go of her hand, Voldermort grabbed a lock of her hair that fell across her forehead, bringing it to his lips and giving her a kiss.
- And about your hair, I thought I heard the last time that you didn't like me calling you that.
- Yes, but I thought you didn't care that I didn't like it.
- I care about everything that comes from you.
Hermione bit her lower lip nervously, she was losing track of the conversation with all his details towards her. For a moment she forgot what she had gone to and asked his openly, not caring that it was the dark lord herself.
- Why do you look like this? From what I heard from Harry, you were normal before.
The house elf appeared, setting their tea on the table and Hermione waited more anxiously than she expected for an answer.
- Haven't you heard that playing with fire is dangerous? Some decisions from my past have made me what I am today. I know that I am horrendous for a girl as beautiful as you but I feel that this love grows every day.
- You know I'm a Muggle-born, right?
- That stopped mattering to me, I don't know when but I know that now I don't care. You are the most magnificent and exceptional witch I have ever met, and I have lived long.
The girl then decided. She didn't care about his appearance, she didn't even think about her friends, or school, or Dumbledore, she didn't think of anyone. Only in them two.
He approached her closing his eyes and breaking the little space that had been left when he approached her. So he gave her the first kiss they would ever really have.
This kiss was not as passionate as the previous one they had but she could feel that both of them put their soul into the kiss. Without fear she approached, brushing her knees with his and parted his lips, watching him closely.
- I have seen many Voldermorts since I was in the wizarding world. But none as beautiful as the one I see in front of me now.
Voldermort was about to come over to give her his second kiss but she put a hand on his chest pushing him away.
- Can anyone hear us here?
Hermione asked seriously and he laughed hugging her and sticking her to his chest.
- What do you want to do, curly?
That accusation with ulterior motives made her blush but she broke away hitting him on the chest.
- This is serious.
- No one can hear us.
- Not even your snake?
- Nagini? I know you have not started on the right foot but she is my only friend and confidant.
- Even Nagini. I don't want anyone to listen to us.
- My dear friend will be walking around the mansion looking for cats or rats to eat.
Hermione nodded and proceeded to tell him everything she had heard from Snape and Headmaster Dumbledore.
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