Song: Don't Mess with Me
Artist: Temposhark
Lord Voldemort Slytherin sat on his throne in the Great Hall of Hogwarts Castle. His ice cold blue eyes, scanned the gathered magicals. They kneeled before him, their heads bowed in submission. He glanced to the throne to his right, where his wife sat. Bellatrix Slytherin nee Black, beautiful, powerful, and loyal. Their daughter, Delphini Slytherin sat in a smaller version of Bellatrix's throne next to her brother's throne. Hadrian Slytherin was formerly a Potter, but that was a secret Voldemort made sure to bury. After all, the dead don't tell secrets.
Voldemort killed Dumbledore, thus winning the Elder Wand, and by making Hadrian his heir claimed the Potter Cloak of Invisibility. He had already owned the Resurrection Stone as a Gaunt Family Heirloom. While true immortality was impossible as Master of Death, Voldemort was able to become invincible and live for as long as his mortal mind and body could withstand. Voldemort wouldn't let his power go to waste and made himself King of Magical U.K.
There were five High Lordships, in Voldemort's Kingdom. Malfoy, Black, Lestrange, Nott, and Avery. Voldemort had found the Ravenclaw Heiresses, a squib born girl named Hermione Granger and a pureblood born girl named Luna Lovegood. Both girls had been good friends to Hadrian while they attended their magic lessons. There were two heirs of Gryffindor, Hadrian through the Potter's blood, and Neville Longbottom. The Longbottom boy was also the last heir of Hufflepuff. Voldemort was proud his daughter had befriended the boy.
As King, Voldemort knew he'd live on forever in the memories and history books of the people. His wife as his Queen, the perfect wife would follow him even in death. She wasn't a weak willed woman, such a mortal would never be able to stand next to a King. Her strength of will, her loyalty, and her faith in him were the traits he admired most about her. Those traits were also the reason he married her. His Daughter was Princess, and his son a Prince. He would leave his son a legacy, and the Royal family would live on.
There were executions. Criminals, terrorists, and revolutionaries. Voldemort was King, and any who refused to submit or challenged this claim were put to death. There were laws, and they would be followed. If not there were prisons available to house the lawbreakers.
Voldemort had an army of Death Eaters, Witches and Wizards each highly trained in Battle Magic. Each member of his army proudly bore the Dark Mark. His soldiers, willing and able, enforced his laws, and fought as he ordered.
There were times when a magical community would rather submit to Voldemort's rule, than attempt a war for freedom. They contacted the High Lords, to arrange meetings with the King in hopes to avoid war.
Voldemort stood, finally allowing the kneeling population to stand. His wife stood by his side, with his son on his left, and his daughter on her right.
"I am King Voldemort, welcome students, to my castle. Let the sorting ceremony begin!"
As the first years were sorted into the different houses, Voldemort smirked.
Voldemort loved being King.