Hermione walked along the hallway of her and her husbands mansion. Her long black dress trailing behind her. Her golden brown hair tied in a messy bun yet she still carried an air of elegance and power. The witch descended the stairs and proceeded towards a set of large oak doors. She pushed them open and continued her walk until she came to a throne. "You called Honey?" She said.
"Yes my sweet, come here" Hermione smirked and walked up to her husband of three years. Lord Voldemort. As soon as she was within arms reach he grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap. Hermione giigled and snuggled into the Lords embrace. "I have a presant for you, baby" He whispered then nipped her ear sending a jolt of pleasure down the witches spine. "Bring out the prisoners!" He bellowed. The next moment ten death eaters appeared from the shadows, a muggle in each of there grasp. "These are some new toys, i collected for you on my last trip to the muggle world," he exclaimed. "Try to make them last longer than the last bunch" He laughed. Hermione clapped her hands in joy. "Thank you baby" Hermione pressed a kiss to Voldemorts lips which turned into a small make out session. Voldemort had won the war thanks to Hermione. She had fallen in love with him after he had found her abondoned at the weasleys wedding. He had saved her life and after a couple of weeks he had fallen equally in love and they were to be wed. Hermione had returned to the light as a spy and continuessly foilled the "golden trios" plans. Just before the war at Hogwarts was to begin she joined her financè on the battle. The betrayal had damaged the light side and broke their concentration leaving the victory to the dark side sealed. Hermione and Voldemort were married while Harry and the rest of the weasleys, minus Charlie who had joined the dark side along with Hermione, were forced to watch. They were than strung up and tortured at Diagon Ally. Ginny and Bill were still alive as far as Hermione knew as for Charlie, he was now Voldemorts general. Life was good.
Hermione pulled away first then walked towards her knew toys. "Can i play with one now dear?" The witch asked sweetly.
"Of course my sweet" Voldemort smiled and happily watched his wife torture the innocent.
Evening came far to quickly for hermione and all to soon she gad to stop her fun. "Hermione dear, i do believe dinner is ready" Hermione pouted. Voldemort chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Come my dear" Hermione took her husbands outstretched hand and proceeded to the dinning hall. Dinner went well, only two death eaters were crucio'd and the food itself wasn't too bad either. "I do believe i shall retire" Hermione stated as she rose from the table. "I shall be there in a momebt my dear" Voldemort replied and then carried on his conversation with Charlie.
15 minutes later.
Hermione sighed as she finished her book on the dark arts. "I wonder when Voldemort will be here?" She thought outloud. "I am here sweetheart" Came a deep voice from the door way. "So you are" Hermione sat up and opened her arms wide. The dark lord chuckled and stripped down to his boxers and climbed onto the bed. He pulled the witch to him and embraced her against heis chest. "I love you My Evil Husband"
"I love you too My Cruel Wife" They shared a kiss and enjoyed a night of intense passion and love.