Hello my dear readers. This is my first story on this user name. I've had others, but never wanted to continue a story due to not liking it. This one I'm proud of and do hope to finish it. I'm excited. I will post more as I write it. I have a few pages done and just need to put them in order. It will get pretty intense (I hope) in later chapters. Please enjoy. Oh! And I only own Drucilla. J.K. Rowling owns everything else.
The presence of him would terrify the bravest wizards. His ideas are feared and loved at the same time. In Britain, he is the most feared wizard. And, I'm stuck with him until one of our deaths. That has been my curse since I met him.
Tom Riddle use to protect me and keep me from harm. He trusted me with all of his secrets. We had been lovers and friends. He was my everything and I was his world. We had vows and never thought of breaking them. He praised my pure blood and sometimes envied it. As well as my sight. He would write down everything that I would foresee. We wanted an heir and wanted to create a family, one he never had.
Only later on would I notice he was using it for evil. Only when my pureblood was tainted did his love for me stop. Only then did I become only a servant to him. Maybe even a toy for him to take out only when needed.
Now he is Lord Voldemort and keeps me locked up. The only time I ever see the outside is when I have a vision. He rarely lets me feed so I'm even closer to death. To every other Death Eater, I am dead. Not even worth it. My only possession is a crystal ball. I am his forever.