Disclaimer: Remember when you saw Jason Isaacs in my closet...he escaped. But i truly don't own him or any one else from Harry Potter. I planned to give him back anyway.

( TV switches on)Beware a eighteen year old girl stealing Harry Potter charac-

ME: TV is bad anyway( twitching)

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Chapter 2- The Newest Riddle

Riddle Manor was a bit more crumbled than last time. I'm wrapped up in my cloak . It's freezing cold and my mind wanders to Draco. Are he and Harry still going to keep the baby. I'd love another grandchild. Electra and Hanna are bores now. Concerned on childish things like dolls. My newest grand babe from Harry shall be prized. I knock on the door. My dragon-hide gloves seem suspiciously scratchy today. Night air creeps into my bones.

" Enter my servant." Voldemort's voice is smooth like silk. The door glides open, and I am faced with the sight of Rosier, half naked kissing Voldemort. Their lips mush together. This new-found betrayal stings me, but surprisingly not too much. Something in me wants to join them.

" Come join me Lucius." Rosier lips pull from Voldemort's. He saunters up to me, pulls my cloak off, and captures me in one of his kisses. His tongue takes control, going into my throat. Making me hot, hard.

Submit Luciusss... Come be my lover also...

Was that Voldemort in my ear? Is this Voldemort lifting my robes? It is. His hands press against my rump, finger intruding my body. They stretch me wider and wider. Will I cry? Yes... I will. I can't control the tears. Rosier kisses them away from my face. Do I kiss back? Am I as bad as Draco cheating on his wife? You are worse... you repent to the law, then take back your evil lover.

He is circumcised. It pushes against my ring of muscles. It's too big. Rosier drops to his knees. He sucks me down. I want to moan, but suddenly i feel trapped. Empty. I am a cheating slut. Yes...say these words. Whisper them as you love your lovers. Kill your enemies.

My emotions conflict. Love. Hate. Enemy. Lover. Master. Servant. Sex. Pain. Throb. Burn. Come. Gush. White heat. Flames. Hell. Heaven.

"I love you." I hate you.

" Liar." Am I a Liar my lord?

I belong in hell. Come is hot, wet. Seeps into me. Will I be pregnant by morning? Maybe. Will it be a girl this time? She'll be the riddle heir. Or another boy? His name with Salazar.

" Yessss... my love , yesss..." Why am I saying yes? Yes to being a liar? Or a dirty cheat?

" Yesss... my lover!"

Tom whispers dirty nothings into my ear. They mean nothing to me. I come again. Fire, flames. We are spent. Lying on the parlor floor.

" Do you love us Lucius?" Do I love Voldemort? Is he Tom to me?

" Yes." The word is a promise. And yet I cry.

I am pregnant. Narcissa learns through Arthur. My belly has no show, yet I with child. Medi-witch is fumbling with potion. Tears. Heat. Sex. Rosier kisses me. Voldemort is loving me. Narcissa cries herself to sleep.

Warm. Is it warm? The covers are too hot. Fire. Hell is too hot too. You deserve it.

Harry is larger. The bulge is noticeable. It's a boy. Draco kisses him publicly now. Everyone knows. Does everyone know that Draco is my birth child. Do they know that Voldemort is his father?

The ceiling is high. Bright blue spots. Are they heat spots? That's such a Muggle thing. Pretty though. The Floo flares up. I pretend it doesn't. Kisses. Voldemort's kisses.

" Make love to me?" It's a question. I stammer as he presses his lips to my face , my arms, my neck, my-. Heat. Then bliss. Warm again. It's too hot in the room. Lucius. Kiss him back.

" Yes." Warmth. Why do I always feel warm? How come when he pushes his penis into me, I feel way too beautiful?Survivors guilt. Severus... He was such a lovely bed partner.

" Mmm..." He tastes good. His lips are too cold. . Cold. Hot. Hot. Hot. Tears. Cum. Shot. Wet Heat. Burn. Fire. I'm going to die in Hell.

Vell, I made him guilty. Made him sexy. ( to the tune of " Sexy and i know it")
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