Harry Potter and the Necromancer of Light
By: slytherin-chica687
Summary: This goes by any of the following titles: The Moment I Saw You Cry, The Reason, Where Ever You Will Go, Only Hope, Something to Sleep to, I'm still here, Or the Music of my Heart. All of these songs have to deal with the story to get the basic idea. There is a new girl at Hogwarts from America. Everyone wants her but nobody can have her. Including Voldemort. There is one tiny detail though, she won't talk to anyone or anything. Mystery, Romance, Excitement, Horror, Adventure, and MAJOR Drama. Please R&R!
Prologue:
It was cold and damp in the dungeons. He liked it that way, though. Lord Voldemort sat on his throne gazing absentmindedly at his hands.
There was a loud slam. Lord Voldemort looked up from his hands. He saw Lucius Malfoy walk in and bow at his feet. He handed him a piece of paper.
"My Lord, it has been done. All of them are dead." Voldemort chuckled.
"Perfect. Is Draco ready to take his place and help us?"
"He has been since he was born."
"You may leave."
Lucius turned and walked out. After he walked out, Voldemort stood up from his throne and picked up the paper, gazing intently at it.
"You will be mine. Whether you want to or not. You can count on it."
By: slytherin-chica687
Summary: This goes by any of the following titles: The Moment I Saw You Cry, The Reason, Where Ever You Will Go, Only Hope, Something to Sleep to, I'm still here, Or the Music of my Heart. All of these songs have to deal with the story to get the basic idea. There is a new girl at Hogwarts from America. Everyone wants her but nobody can have her. Including Voldemort. There is one tiny detail though, she won't talk to anyone or anything. Mystery, Romance, Excitement, Horror, Adventure, and MAJOR Drama. Please R&R!
Prologue:
It was cold and damp in the dungeons. He liked it that way, though. Lord Voldemort sat on his throne gazing absentmindedly at his hands.
There was a loud slam. Lord Voldemort looked up from his hands. He saw Lucius Malfoy walk in and bow at his feet. He handed him a piece of paper.
"My Lord, it has been done. All of them are dead." Voldemort chuckled.
"Perfect. Is Draco ready to take his place and help us?"
"He has been since he was born."
"You may leave."
Lucius turned and walked out. After he walked out, Voldemort stood up from his throne and picked up the paper, gazing intently at it.
"You will be mine. Whether you want to or not. You can count on it."