I do not own harry potter or the characters within this story. I only own the storyline of this twisted, fucked-up romance
"balh"-Talking
'hiss'-Parseltongue
The British Dark Lord Voldemort sat on his throne in his hideout. His beloved, his snake Nagini, wrapped around his waist. He had had her since childhood and had fallen in love with her in his 4th year. Her hisses really got his "magic flowing". She was the only one he allowed to say his real name. 'Tommmmmmmm' she hissed as she squeezed his body, 'you make me feeeeeel goood'. Voldemort shuddered in pleasure as the snake pleasured her master and lover.
After their session, Voldemort cleaned up and called his death eaters. His inner circle apparated in to the manor that was his hideout. Lucius Malfoy, his right hand, stepped forward and gave his report on his mission, to distract the aurors while other members of the inner circle fought Dumbledore's Order and attacked some muggle villages. All throughout the meeting, even as his other death eaters reported their progress, his mind was partly on the snake on his lap, how she had brought him such pleasure an hour earlier. He looked forward to doing it again.