Stop Breathing

Chapter 1

Prologue Into The Past

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Halexia Potter was well known throughout the Wizarding World. Her story was legend. She survived an attack by the darkest, most feared wizard that has ever decided to let loose an epic of terror. Voldemort…the very name struck fright in the hearts of wizards and witches worldwide. No one dared speak his name…no one but Albus Dumbledore and Halexia Potter. Halexia couldn't fear a coward that would attack a family in the dead of night. She would never fear someone who was scared of an infant. So scared that he had to attack her…kill her parents and try to kill her. She laughed in his face, every time she came face to face with the man.

Halexia wasn't one to be afraid of him…she looked down upon anyone that was, and anyone who flinched when his name escaped past her lips.

"Hey Lexi, want to go shopping in Hogsmeade?" Hermione Granger asked her best friend as she sat down on the edge of the girl's bed.

Halexia looked up from her Potions homework and shook her head. "Sorry, but I have detention with Snape in a few more minutes. In fact…I should be leaving now."

Hermione looked disappointed but she shrugged it off and stood up. "Okay. I'll just go with Ron then."

"Have fun…" Halexia said with a grin as she grabbed her book bag and hurried out of the Dorm Room.

When she got to Professor Snape's Office door, she knocked once and waited. A few minutes later, the door opened and revealed the tall Potions Professor. His obsidian eyes were narrowed down at her and she gave him a feeble smile.

"Am I late?"

"No…" He drawled as he opened the door wider to allow her to step through. She walked in and looked around with observing eyes.

"Wow…you know…it's not as depressing as everyone rumors it to be." She said with a bright smile. She turned around only to see him glaring at her with his arms crossed.

"Sit down Potter." He ordered as he took a seat in what she guessed was his favorite. She sat down in the chair across from him and instantly felt a warming sensation. Something wasn't right.

"Did you spell this chair or something." She joked.

Severus chuckled as he took his glass of wine from the end table. "You could say that. Albus tells us as a staff that we are entitled to give any punishment we see fit for detention. He gives us the power to do anything we want."

"And you're telling me this why?" Halexia said with a nervous look as she felt slightly tired.

"Tell the Dark Lord 'hello' for me."

"What?!" Halexia asked in outrage, only her voice was softer than she wanted it to be, and her body felt sluggish. "What did you do to me?" Her eyes closed and she drifted off into a spelled sleep.

Severus finished off his wine and glared at the sleeping body across from him. She is such a beautiful girl…her long flowing raven-black hair, her ethereal green eyes, and her body…well…he did have eyes. He stood up and grabbed the Portkey that the Dark Lord had given him. A simple red rose…Severus sneered at it, he knew what the Dark Lord was planning and he had only hoped that he had gotten there first. With a sigh he placed it in her hands and watched as she disappeared a few seconds later. She was all his now…

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Voldemort was as evil and blood-thirsty as everyone claimed him to be. He wasn't going to say that he was misunderstood and that Albus was a crackpot…Albus was as evil as he was.

But Voldemort needed an heir…lets face it, he wasn't going to get any younger, and pretty soon he wouldn't be able to impregnate anyone without the help of a time turner. So he had to think of someone that was worthy of his heir, lets face it, the girl had to be powerful, headstrong, able to take care of herself, not be a socialite whore, and she had to be breathtakingly beautiful.

And the girl lying in his bed was all that and more. She used to be the bane of his existence, but now she was his future. The problem would be trying to convince her of that.

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Halexia turned her head in her silk sheet….silk sheet? She didn't own silk! Her eyes popped open and instead of seeing her red and gold canopy, she saw carvings of slithering snakes, green…and black. She gasped and sat up, only to see red eyes boring into her green ones. She jumped back in surprise and banged into the headboard. "Where the hell am I?"

Voldemort stood from the bed and sat down in an armchair a few feet away. "You are in my Manor. In my bedroom."

"Your bedroom? How…Snape…that rat bastard! Dumbledore will find out what you two have done, and every Light wizard in the Order will be on your ass!"

Voldemort scoffed at her silliness. "Don't be ridiculous Potter. Albus would never come and stop the one on one between you and me, that's what he wants."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Halexia asked in confusion. She clenched her fist in anger and realized that she was holding something. She looked down and noticed, for the first time, a rose.

"Dumbledore has been gunning for me and you to battle. He wants you to kill me, and if you die instead, then he's gotten rid of you as well…it's a win-win situation for him."

"You're crazy."

"You pose a threat…you're too strong…too powerful. Dumbledore doesn't know if he can keep control of you…but pretty soon when you have served your purpose for him, he'll kill you too."

"You're wrong." Halexia shook her head and reached into her robe to get her wand.

"Looking for this?" Voldemort pulled out her wand from his robe.

"You are going to kill me."

"No." Voldemort tossed the wand on the bed. Halexia grabbed it swiftly and pointed it at him.

"Do you seriously think that if I wanted you dead you'd be pointing that wand at me? You were here, in my bed, not a cell in my dungeons. You were asleep for about 2 hours, and I didn't say those two magical words while you were vulnerable. I gave you back your wand…is that the actions of someone who wants to kill you Ms. Potter."

Halexia hated to admit it, but he was right. "Then what do you want? Why the hell am I here?"

"I need an heir…I need a wife…I need you."

Halexia's eyes narrowed as she lowered her wand. "You're joking…you can't honestly believe that I would…"

"I'm no threat…why deny it?" Voldemort stood from his chair and sat on the bed. "You could experience new things.." He gripped her shoulders firmly.

"Let me go!" Her scar tingled, but it did not burn.

"Let me show you everything you're missing…" He was close to her, she felt it his breath on her cheek. Her eyes were wide and her breathing was fast paced. She didn't know what to say or do, she didn't think she could possibly give in to what he was trying to sell her.

Voldemort smiled inwardly. He had her right where he wanted her. And slowly he pushed dark magic into her skin. Slowly, he let it slip from his fingertips into her pores.

Halexia couldn't describe what she was feeling, she didn't understand what was going on in her head, everything was different, everything was changing, she couldn't even describe the new sensations she was feeling, the new thoughts that were circling in her mind. She didn't understand why Voldemort was looking so very attractive to her. What the hell was going on?

And with a few final surges he stopped seeping dark magic into her. It would be enough, she wouldn't need anymore. This was just to coerce her into the thought, but in a few weeks, the magic's influence would be long gone and she would be acting on her own accord. By then he'd have her completely hooked to him, he'd make sure of that.

"What have you done to me?"

"I brought you to life." He kissed her. He kissed her and she did nothing but melt into his arms like he knew she would. She belonged to him now.

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A/N: I'm working on the next chapter and it should be up in a few hours…leave a review, leave a flame, whatever your heart desires…