Story Name: Love and Betrayal
Story Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Language, if any other things come up I will mention them in an author note.
Author Pen: Esgalhothwen
Author's note: Ok, this is my first fanfic writing on the dark side. To clear up any questions of time you might have, it is currently the end of Harry's sixth year. The same day that Voldemort kidnapped Harry in his sixth year. The next chapter will start at the beginning of Harry's seventh year. If you have a question, or just want to comment, Review! Thank you! Please read and enjoy! ~E~
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I apparated into a dark cemetery that was very familiar to me by now, It was the same place that my master had gained power again almost two years ago to the day. Seeing my master, I knelt down and crawled to his feet, kissing the hem of his robes. "You called, my Lord?"
"I have a job for you, my pet."
"I shall do what you wish, my Lord."
"Good. It is very important to me. You should be proud that I deem you trustworthy and... attractive enough for this."
I remained silent, knowing that, if I inquired of this impending job, I would most likely be under the cruciatis, again. I could feel the Dark Lord's smug smile raining down on me as his ruby eyes bore into my back. "You wish to know what the job is?"
"Only if you will it, my Lord. I would do the task even if it was not to my liking. I would do anything for you, my Lord."
"Glad to hear that, you are to go to Hogwarts, as a student, and to get as close to the Potter boy as you can. Close enough, that is, to bring him to me. You will use any means necessary to achieve this goal. Am I making this clear?"
"Yes, my Lord," I replied.
"Good," I was startled as he jerked my chin up to look into his menacing red eyes. "The only limitation is that you will not kill him, do you understand, my little pet? That is my job. Yours is only to bring him to me. You may do what you wish to get him here. You may use whatever spells you need, as long as he does not die as a consequence to them. He will feel my wrath. Everyone will know that he was never stronger than me and never will be."
I notice a mad gleam in his eyes. He really did lose it when it came to Potter. His common sense just up and left him. He would do anything to have this Potter boy writhing in his arms as the boy died. I would too, I remembered. This was the reason my father had me join the Dark Lord. My father knows everything that is good for me, he always does. How could this be different? "Yes, my Lord," I said to him. My Lord is everything to me. He lights up the darkness in my life. No matter the pain that he gives. I tell myself that I always deserved it, that I must have done something to provoke him. It is heartbreaking to think that I may somehow to disappoint him. My will to make him happy was a strong one.
"Good. Before you go, I want to give you a pleasant reminder of what would happen should you fail me."
I watched as Voldemort raised his want, a malicious smirk on his face. 'Great,' I thought, 'this is exactly what you were trying to avoid, Ashlyn. He obviously hadn't had enough of his newest batch of toys this morning.' My lord always has fresh shipments of muggles that he finds pleasure in killing and, worse, torturing.
I heard as his voice roared, "Crucio!"
'I deserve this too,' I thought as I fell in a heap where I had been kneeling. I didn't cry out, that would have given him too much pleasure and made me look weak. I couldn't look weak to him, he would think me unfit for his assignment. A bit later, I don't know how long but it seemed like forever, I felt this curse let up.
Slowly, I stood.
I heard him speak as if he were far away, "Let that be a lesson, now leave. You are ruining my appetite."
"Yes, my Lord, thank you."
Quickly I bowed and apparated to the boundaries of Hogwarts. I had some work to do. Reaching into a pocket of my cloak, I pulled out an anti- cruciatis potion. I had learned enough about Voldemort after two years in his service to always have a few of them with me, incase I was called.
Downing the potion, I looked up at the towers of the school. The castle was amazing. There was no other way to describe how majestic it was. The vines climbing along the walls gave it an aged look. I slowly walked out of the forest, surrounding the building and its ground, and approached it.
I had just reached the steps when a voice rang out near me, "Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, young lady. What may I do for you?"
I looked up to see an old man with a long white beard and hair wearing violet roves embroidered with suns, moons, and stars with a tall pointed cap.
"Headmaster, I presume?" I said with my accurate and graceful diction, I could be very formal at times. This was something I would have to change when I met the "dream team", as some people had heard the Potter boy and his friends called. They would think me stuck up, too much like the Malfoy boy to be their friend. It wasn't too far off; Draco Malfoy's father is my father's cousin in law from his first marriage. Draco and I are good friends.
My father's wife had died a year before I was born. A bit after that my mother seduced my father. It wasn't anything normal. In fact it was far from normal. It wasn't even normal that my mother could have gotten pregnant by a human. Yes, I just referred to my father as human. I know, you're thinking 'she's crazy. Is she saying that her mother isn't a bloody human?!'.
You are half right. I'm not crazy. My mother is not human. My mother is a pixie! No, I'm not talking about the tinkerbell type pixies with the pixy dust and all that crap. I'm talking about a real live pixie. She's not a tiny little fairy, or dwarf. She's just as tall as my father. She has green hair, dark green skin that changes to a dark brown to blend in with forests and shrubbery.
She's more of a woods pixie than anything else; she never leaves the comfort of the woods. I visit her once a month only for the fact that only she can tell me what I need to know about pixies. If it wasn't for that small thing, I believe my father would never have let me see her or know that I was half pixie.
The only thing was that the Dark Lord, who my father faithfully followed even then, found out about me. He was drawn to me in a way, I was told, and he felt that one day I would come in handy. He knew I would do great things and made my father pledge my future allegiance. This was how I had been drawn to this fate; this was how I would die too. This was how my father had died when I was when I was fourteen.
I drew out of my thoughts as the old man spoke. I noticed a twinkle in his eyes, "Unless someone has replaced me without my knowing, yes. I am Albus Dumbledore."
Apparently the man had a sense of humor, this was rare in my line of 'work'. "Well then, you would be the one I need to see to enroll here, correct?"
"Yes. What school are you currently enrolled in?"
"Beauxbatons, I will be a seventh year at the start of the new school year. I have spent each of my years in a different school." This was the truth.
"May I ask why you want to transfer here then?"
"That's a fair question Headmaster. Unfortunately, it has a much too personal answer. All I will say is, I need to get away and fulfill my goals. Transferring to Hogwarts is the only way I can do that."
"That is fair. Shall we go to my office to fill out the proper documents?"
"Of course," I said. He turned to walk through the doors and held them open for me.
"By the way, my dear," I turned to look at him, "What is your name?"
I let a cheerful smile slip onto my normally sneering face. If I were to get to Potter, it would be a good step to have his protector trust me first. "Oh! I'm sorry; I didn't realize I had not said it already. My name is Ashlyn Aliya Mahogany."
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Don't you just love that name? Please don't steal it. This character is of my own making, as is the middle name. Thank you for reading. Oh, I'm pretty happy with this myself, but it's your opinion that counts!! Please read and review! I want to know if I should continue this. Let's take a poll shall we? What do you think should happen next?
If anyone would like to be told when I update, please send me a review with your email address and I will send you an email when I update. :D
~Esgalhothwen~
Story Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Language, if any other things come up I will mention them in an author note.
Author Pen: Esgalhothwen
Author's note: Ok, this is my first fanfic writing on the dark side. To clear up any questions of time you might have, it is currently the end of Harry's sixth year. The same day that Voldemort kidnapped Harry in his sixth year. The next chapter will start at the beginning of Harry's seventh year. If you have a question, or just want to comment, Review! Thank you! Please read and enjoy! ~E~
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I apparated into a dark cemetery that was very familiar to me by now, It was the same place that my master had gained power again almost two years ago to the day. Seeing my master, I knelt down and crawled to his feet, kissing the hem of his robes. "You called, my Lord?"
"I have a job for you, my pet."
"I shall do what you wish, my Lord."
"Good. It is very important to me. You should be proud that I deem you trustworthy and... attractive enough for this."
I remained silent, knowing that, if I inquired of this impending job, I would most likely be under the cruciatis, again. I could feel the Dark Lord's smug smile raining down on me as his ruby eyes bore into my back. "You wish to know what the job is?"
"Only if you will it, my Lord. I would do the task even if it was not to my liking. I would do anything for you, my Lord."
"Glad to hear that, you are to go to Hogwarts, as a student, and to get as close to the Potter boy as you can. Close enough, that is, to bring him to me. You will use any means necessary to achieve this goal. Am I making this clear?"
"Yes, my Lord," I replied.
"Good," I was startled as he jerked my chin up to look into his menacing red eyes. "The only limitation is that you will not kill him, do you understand, my little pet? That is my job. Yours is only to bring him to me. You may do what you wish to get him here. You may use whatever spells you need, as long as he does not die as a consequence to them. He will feel my wrath. Everyone will know that he was never stronger than me and never will be."
I notice a mad gleam in his eyes. He really did lose it when it came to Potter. His common sense just up and left him. He would do anything to have this Potter boy writhing in his arms as the boy died. I would too, I remembered. This was the reason my father had me join the Dark Lord. My father knows everything that is good for me, he always does. How could this be different? "Yes, my Lord," I said to him. My Lord is everything to me. He lights up the darkness in my life. No matter the pain that he gives. I tell myself that I always deserved it, that I must have done something to provoke him. It is heartbreaking to think that I may somehow to disappoint him. My will to make him happy was a strong one.
"Good. Before you go, I want to give you a pleasant reminder of what would happen should you fail me."
I watched as Voldemort raised his want, a malicious smirk on his face. 'Great,' I thought, 'this is exactly what you were trying to avoid, Ashlyn. He obviously hadn't had enough of his newest batch of toys this morning.' My lord always has fresh shipments of muggles that he finds pleasure in killing and, worse, torturing.
I heard as his voice roared, "Crucio!"
'I deserve this too,' I thought as I fell in a heap where I had been kneeling. I didn't cry out, that would have given him too much pleasure and made me look weak. I couldn't look weak to him, he would think me unfit for his assignment. A bit later, I don't know how long but it seemed like forever, I felt this curse let up.
Slowly, I stood.
I heard him speak as if he were far away, "Let that be a lesson, now leave. You are ruining my appetite."
"Yes, my Lord, thank you."
Quickly I bowed and apparated to the boundaries of Hogwarts. I had some work to do. Reaching into a pocket of my cloak, I pulled out an anti- cruciatis potion. I had learned enough about Voldemort after two years in his service to always have a few of them with me, incase I was called.
Downing the potion, I looked up at the towers of the school. The castle was amazing. There was no other way to describe how majestic it was. The vines climbing along the walls gave it an aged look. I slowly walked out of the forest, surrounding the building and its ground, and approached it.
I had just reached the steps when a voice rang out near me, "Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, young lady. What may I do for you?"
I looked up to see an old man with a long white beard and hair wearing violet roves embroidered with suns, moons, and stars with a tall pointed cap.
"Headmaster, I presume?" I said with my accurate and graceful diction, I could be very formal at times. This was something I would have to change when I met the "dream team", as some people had heard the Potter boy and his friends called. They would think me stuck up, too much like the Malfoy boy to be their friend. It wasn't too far off; Draco Malfoy's father is my father's cousin in law from his first marriage. Draco and I are good friends.
My father's wife had died a year before I was born. A bit after that my mother seduced my father. It wasn't anything normal. In fact it was far from normal. It wasn't even normal that my mother could have gotten pregnant by a human. Yes, I just referred to my father as human. I know, you're thinking 'she's crazy. Is she saying that her mother isn't a bloody human?!'.
You are half right. I'm not crazy. My mother is not human. My mother is a pixie! No, I'm not talking about the tinkerbell type pixies with the pixy dust and all that crap. I'm talking about a real live pixie. She's not a tiny little fairy, or dwarf. She's just as tall as my father. She has green hair, dark green skin that changes to a dark brown to blend in with forests and shrubbery.
She's more of a woods pixie than anything else; she never leaves the comfort of the woods. I visit her once a month only for the fact that only she can tell me what I need to know about pixies. If it wasn't for that small thing, I believe my father would never have let me see her or know that I was half pixie.
The only thing was that the Dark Lord, who my father faithfully followed even then, found out about me. He was drawn to me in a way, I was told, and he felt that one day I would come in handy. He knew I would do great things and made my father pledge my future allegiance. This was how I had been drawn to this fate; this was how I would die too. This was how my father had died when I was when I was fourteen.
I drew out of my thoughts as the old man spoke. I noticed a twinkle in his eyes, "Unless someone has replaced me without my knowing, yes. I am Albus Dumbledore."
Apparently the man had a sense of humor, this was rare in my line of 'work'. "Well then, you would be the one I need to see to enroll here, correct?"
"Yes. What school are you currently enrolled in?"
"Beauxbatons, I will be a seventh year at the start of the new school year. I have spent each of my years in a different school." This was the truth.
"May I ask why you want to transfer here then?"
"That's a fair question Headmaster. Unfortunately, it has a much too personal answer. All I will say is, I need to get away and fulfill my goals. Transferring to Hogwarts is the only way I can do that."
"That is fair. Shall we go to my office to fill out the proper documents?"
"Of course," I said. He turned to walk through the doors and held them open for me.
"By the way, my dear," I turned to look at him, "What is your name?"
I let a cheerful smile slip onto my normally sneering face. If I were to get to Potter, it would be a good step to have his protector trust me first. "Oh! I'm sorry; I didn't realize I had not said it already. My name is Ashlyn Aliya Mahogany."
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Don't you just love that name? Please don't steal it. This character is of my own making, as is the middle name. Thank you for reading. Oh, I'm pretty happy with this myself, but it's your opinion that counts!! Please read and review! I want to know if I should continue this. Let's take a poll shall we? What do you think should happen next?
If anyone would like to be told when I update, please send me a review with your email address and I will send you an email when I update. :D
~Esgalhothwen~