Written for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments):

2018 Yearly Event - The Insane House Challenge
Prompt #427 - Word: Nemesis

April Monthly Challenge - HOUSE CHALLENGE - Going, Going, Gone!
Hufflepuff House Prompt #40 - Trope: Sharing a bed


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Beta Love to Alana - she is an angel, I know I say that all the time but it's true! Thank you Alana, for all the hard work you put into everything you do!


When I first met my Master, he was but a spirit in the wind. One moment I would scent him there, watching me, and the next moment every trace of his scent would be gone. He was dark and mysterious, and I fell in love with everything he represented to me in an instant. When he first took possession of my body and moved through me, I could feel his darkness and his power, and I vowed to him that should he accept me, I would stay with him as long as I live. Nothing would tear me from his side, and when the men came and trapped my family, I managed to escape only because my Master willed it.

He found another minion and took up residence in that one's head, knowing that I would always be able to find him - he had left a piece of himself in me, to guide me and comfort me when the loneliness of being separated tore at my heart. It took a year for me to make my way to where the other minion had taken him, and our reunion was a joyful celebration. He used my bodily fluids to create a new, temporary host for himself - depending on yet another minion to carry out his orders, preparing for the time when the ritual could be completed - and when the boy, my master's nemesis, came to him and the ritual was completed, my Master rose from the cauldron at his full power.

Others came from far and wide to give worship to my Master, and I rejoiced in my Master's happiness as he cursed those unfaithful or late into writhing masses of gibberish on the ground.

We stayed hidden for a time after that, biding our time until we could rule the world. My Master ensured I was well fed, bringing fresh captives into the house and killing them quickly in front of me so I could devour them whole.

Then he played his hand, and he sent his minions to take over the world. It is ours now, and it is beautiful in its devastation.

My Master likes to celebrate with me alone, and he knows I too prefer it. We are living in the manor house of the Malfoy family, and my Master claimed an entire suite of rooms as ours. He had something he calls a bed crafted specially for me. Heated water is contained in some form of padding. I am able to slide around on it and feel the beauty of water without getting my scales wet. And the warmth! Oh, it is like a cocoon that surrounds me; I could snuggle into it forever. My Master will lay with me in this bed, and I can bask in his glory while sharing my special cocoon with him. This is the special way we celebrate, curled around each other in this cocoon of watery warmth.

I can think of no better way to spend my time.


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