Sitting in my plush; chair drinking a bottle of wine. Waiting for the clock to ring midnight; contemplating all that has brought me to these last agonizing hours before I can finally own her body. I have been waiting for this in particularly know-it-all's 17th birthday to come so I can finally reach my desire. It has been 13 years since I've heard of this repulsive prophecy between me and this girl. Pouring myself another glass I remember the happenings as if it was yesterday.
FLASHBACK
Calmly lounging in my throne watching my Death Eater's torture each prisoner after another; at another one of my celebrations; Severus was enjoying himself immensely at killing the entertainment. Nagini has taken a liking to eating the carcasses; I see her watching the women scream waiting to devour them, but this has lost its amusement for me tonight. I will participate more the nest time.
The smell of blood and sweat fills the room, but no one notices as they are all enjoying themselves. I decide to let them continue with their celebratory traditions and retire to my rooms. It has lost its appeal for me, killing any of them wouldn't have brought my spirits up. Nagini, my most valued possession and companion, senses my loss of amusement and heads in my direction.
'My master is unhappy, Nagini will accompany him to sleep and guard him from predators.'
'Yesss Nagini you stay with your master and he will lead you to great victories.'
My Nagini knows not of what I speak, so I get no reply.
I apparate us to my chambers, In the Malfoy Manor; glancing up at the full sized clock hanging on top of the mantel reading the time of 7 p.m. It is still too early to retire to my bed alone, so instead I take a quick shower to clean myself of today's celebration. As fun as is was for everyone else I have somewhere better to be. In bed with Bella, That crazy bitch has more than one use for that noise maker of hers, but I have taken a liking to her, as Fucked up as she is.
Entering my luxurious bathroom, the room illuminating instantly, removing my body of the blackened cloak and throwing it to the floor. Knowing full well that a servant will clean up behind me, letting the open air touch my skin I converse with my wonderful pet.
'They better clean up after me; it's what they are supposed to do the little slaves.'
'Yes, my love. They do, they do. Nagini knows, If not Nagini eats the bad ones.'
'What would I do without you Nagini?'
I realize the question has no connection to conversation, if this would be called one. I still receive no reply from her.
Walking up to my shower and turning on the hot water. It begins to fall down to the tile flooring. The steam already building up as I close the one way door. Taking off the remainder of my clothing I again open the blurred out door and enter. Nagini slides in with her master.
'Nagini, stays with her master, yes?'
'Good, Nagini.'
The heat on her scales warms her body.
The water cascades over my body, warming my reptilian skin.
The condensation forming on the sides of glass. The walls entrapping the heat letting little out thru the top half, I feel Nagini wrapping her strong coils around my ankles
Letting the heated water pour on my body, finally feeling relaxed. Letting all the stress of the day, wash away.
Grabbing a bottle of soap from a nearby ledge uncapping the lid and pouring a decent amount onto my hand, and lathering my chest with the liquid, the scent of the wash is engulfing my, small slit like, nostrils in its mixture of aroma, the soap seeping into my pale skin, running the length of my arms, and down my chest, to my stiffened erection, and along my legs. Relaxing my sore muscles from the harshness of my life; blood, mood, and other filths I rid myself of.
The water rinsing off my body of any remaining body wash. Too much of a good thing isn't healthy. I turn the water off. The last of the relaxation washed away. My only release from the tortures of the world.
I step out letting my soaked body feel the cool temperature of the room. Before grabbing my robe that was neatly placed on a hangar on one of the poles. Throwing the hanger to the polished floor, placing each of my long arms into the sleeves. Then wrapping the rest of it around my frame tying the sash to keep the robe closed. Turning around to see my reflection in the mirror.
"What have you become Tom?" Seeing myself in this snakelike form is disturbing. I used to be one of the most handsomest, but now I'm just this walking lizard. And I like It! Everyone fears the abnormal that and power is so much more alluring than looks.
"You have become a monster!" The voice taking me out of my thoughts.
"What? Who is that? How dare you talk to me that way?!" My voice echoing.
"I am just answering your question Tom. Whether you want me to or not."
I turn around to see a mist of a figure walking towards me.
"What do you want Mortimus? You always do know how to make an appearance."
"It's not what I want, Tom, it what you want…Eternal life."
"Yes, and is there any progress Mortimus?"
He came up to me and touched my shoulder. We appear in a fogged out atmosphere. A graveyard of sorts.
"Look over there Tom. Your name is on that tomb." I look. We start walking towards the stone.
Sure enough my name is on it.
Tom Marvillo Riddle
Lord Voldemort
Died at the hands of our savior
"How could this be? I took every precaution! I even made 7 bloody Hocruxes. Is there anything else I could do to stop this from happening, Mortimus?"
"There's a prophesy, about you and a certain girl. It says that if she falls in love with you, then your fate would be changed, that and as destiny would have it you were made for each other."
"That's it? My whole future depends on getting this witch to become in love with me? This seems to be simple enough." I, Lord Voldemort will forever be immortal even with some love struck female at my side.
"Well it's not as simple as you want it to be, the witch you must bed is none other than Hermione Granger. Soon to be friends with this savior, your downfall relies on this one girl. And there are certain rules that must be followed about this witch also."
"And what are they?" My thoughts already concurring up a plan for this Hermione.
"She must be of proper age, and you have a period of one year to have her show strong feelings for you or this is what you have to look forward to."Looking down at the grave.
Smirking silently to myself I already have a plan for this problem of mine. This Hermione shall be mine.
"I have no intentions of dying in my future, Mortimus. This problem will be solved. But I need a little more information on the girl. Where can I get it?"
"Don't worry Tom when the time comes you will know, like I said you two were made for each other."
With those final words he disappears leaving me speechless. The last of the fog vanishes revealing my bathroom. Looking at my reflection in the mirror once more.
"Hermione Granger you will be mine, and no others. You will be loyal to me."
END OF FLASHBACK
Mortimus was right about one thing, it wasn't going to be as simple as I thought. It took me three years to find her, only then did I find out that she is a mudblood. That doesn't matter to much to me, as long as I rule the future. When I found her she was at the age of 7 so I only had another ten years before I would become immortal. I watched her carefully thru ought her childish years. Until she had received a letter telling her that she was a witch and she would be attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
She was overjoyed to be leaving her old school of idiots. I clearly noticed her intellect and craving for knowledge, kind of like me when I was her age. We shared similar qualities in most parts, we both couldn't stand idiots in our way.
Soon after she started attending Hogwarts I had my spy, Severus, keep an eye out for her. She was placed into Gryffindor house, but thru ought the year she has shown a darker nature. Severus reported back to me of any changes. I made Severus bend a few things at Hogwarts to get Hermione her own room after her first year.
Occasionally I would check up on her myself. Apparating to her room and watch her. I would invade her thoughts and put certain t opinions into her intellectual brain about me. Her dreams would consist of me, but I couldn't help myself at time. I would change my appearance and talk to her, get her ideas on things. And sometimes taking things to a new level. She would always wake up blushing after wards. With the smell of her arousal engulfing my senses.
As she got older I did more than just say things to her within her thoughts. I loved fooling around in her mind even if to her it wasn't real, too me it was as real as I would come close until she turned of age. I might be many things but I still have dignity and find ways to control my urges. Hmmm it was always so fun seeing her in that state of absolute want. I always left her mind at that stage of the game, and just watched her from a distance as she took care of herself. It always hurt me somewhere in whatever remains of my soul that I couldn't help her release.
Throughout her years she has exceeded everyone of my expectations. Making the top of her class, perfect marks and body wise she has grown into my perfect woman. Her rounded buttocks hidden underneath her school robes. with her lengthy legs. Her nicely formed breasts concealed within her chemise. The naughtier side of me makes me stay and watch her, but who wouldn't? She is to be mine already, so I would have to see what she has been hiding under that school uniform sometime.
Hmmm I know that she is mine already not in the body, but in her mind. I know what she thinks about during the day, she might not know that the man she fantasizes about is me. But it is a good start. She will just have to learn to love my outsides as well as my personality.
I guess I tweaked my personality, most of it being lies about my love for the greater good of mankind, but that's about it.
Taking myself from my thoughts, I gaze up at the clock hanging on top of the fireplace. Thirty minutes until midnight. She will be 18 tomorrow and I don't want to be late for the celebrations. I have waited 13 years for this girl to be mine, and I won't waste any more time than I have to.
I guess I have grown some feelings for this witch despite my lack of a soul and heart. I assume when you spend so much time with one person you grow used to her, and somewhat attached to her. Even if she doesn't know it; she is starting to get used to me in her dreams.
She will ruin me A voice whispers. I am the Dark Lord, feared by many I can't have some mudblood by my side even if she is intelligent and looks like a goddess! What message will I send to my Death Eaters? No I can't pull back now I have spent too much of my time with this girl to back down now. I will follow thru with my plans, and my followers will just have to deal with it.
Looking back up at the clock; only 15 minutes until she will be mine; her mind and finally her body will at last belong to me. My bottle of wine coming to an end I dispose of the glass and bottle, walking over to my king size bed. Pulling out my wand and casting a few enchantments, making the bed more comfortable for her, adding a few extra pillows, and turning the sheets to black silk.
I have learned her weaknesses and strengths thru ought the time. I know what she likes, and if she is to fall in love with me the least I could do is speed up the process. I go to check myself one last time and make sure that I am ready. I change into my most expensive garments. With 5 minutes to spare I do a quick look over of my magnificent chambers.
I go and sit back in my chair and relax for my last few minutes of freedom before a woman shall partake in my life. I know everything will go as planned, but I can't help but be a little nervous. I know Hermione to be a little nuisance and very independent. I might not have a full heart, but I can't help to care about her opinion about tonight.
The chimes of midnight ring thru my ears.
"Let the games begin Hermione Granger."
As the final chime of midnight ends, I disappear from my rooms and appear in hers.