A/N: When the Horcruxes are destroyed, the soul shard(s) return to the original soul.
Chapter Four
When the meeting ended, Adelinde walked up to Voldemort, shifting a bit nervously when he turned his gaze to her before a serious expression come on to her face. Her newly adoptive father hovered nearby, refusing to leave without her. "I need to speak with you. It's extremely important." she said.
Voldemort eyed her a moment before nodding. "Speak."
Adelinde took in a deep breath. "Dumbledore knows about your Horcruxes."
As she had expected, Voldemort shot to his feet with a furious hiss, his eyes flashing with fury and rage. "What!? That bassstard knowsss about my darkessst sssecret!?"
Adelinde nodded. "He'll be going after your ring first, very soon too. And there's another thing. I have a theory about the Horcruxes."
"Which is?" Voldemort tried his best to regain control of his emotion, his fury still coiling inside him.
"The more you create, the more you split your soul, the more unstable you get. The more insane. If you want to win this war, you need a clear head. No matter how much I hate Dumbledore, I know he's just as Slytherin as he is Gryffindor, the manipulative fuck." she told him seriously.
Voldemort was silent for a moment. "You want me to reconnect my soul and get rid of my Horcruxes." his eyes narrowed.
"Most, except for the last two you've made, as they're the smallest. Dumbledore won't expect it and he'll be completely thrown off by a sane Voldemort."
Voldemort hummed thoughtfully. "You're right. What en excellent way to mess with the old goat." a sadistic and slightly insane grin spread across his face.
"There's another thing." Adelinde's nervous expression was back. "That Halloween night you went after the Potters, you accidentally made Harry a Horcrux. That's why you two are connected the way you are."
Voldemort's eyes widened and he actually went pale a bit. "I made him a Horcrux." he repeated slowly before his eyes flashed in rage again. "Does the old goat know?" he demanded.
Adelinde nodded. "He does, and he's counting on you to kill Harry, so you can once again become 'mortal' and able to die. He's manipulating Harry to become the perfect Savior, to be a sacrifice. Those adventures during his school years? Those were definitely planned by the old fuck. And Harry doesn't want to fight you. He wants to be normal, but he can't because everyone wants him to be this and that. He was supposed to go in Slytherin, you know."
Both Voldemort and Severus stared at her open mouthed, astonished.
"Potter, a Slytherin?" Severus muttered in disbelief.
Adelinde nodded. "He told the Sorting Hat not to put him there because of Malfoy Jr. Wasn't impressed with the Malfoy's attitude."
"Are you telling me that if Potter hadn't spoken to Draco before the Sorting, he would be a Slytherin right now?" Severus demanded.
Adelinde nodded. "Yes, yes I am. Well, Draco and Weasley. You really should've noticed. Or not. Harry has a really good mask he puts on."
Voldemort sighed and rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Then what should I do about Potter? The Prophecy-"
Adelinde sneered. "Yes, the prophecy. Damn, do I hate that thing. For one, you could ignore it. They say if you ignore a prophecy they won't come true. And if you think about it, the prophecy has already been fulfilled, due to that Halloween night. Or, you could still try to kill Harry, though I wouldn't advise that. Dumbledore is you're true enemy, the one you should really be focusing on, but he's trying to make it so you're after Harry, not him. And I've always felt that the prophecy was a fake. I mean, honestly! It was given during a job interview and Trewleny is a complete fraud. She's no true Seer, despite what she may believe." she rolled her eyes. Trewleny always got on her nerves.
"She has a point, my lord." Severus spoke up.
"She does, doesn't she? But that still doesn't answer my question about what to do with Potter." Voldemort said.
Adelinde smiled. "Leave him to me. Harry is my second favorite character and I know him more than he knows himself. He'll be glad to be out of this war, I'm sure. And there's one more thing."
Voldemort sighed. "What know?"
"Promise not to kill me?"
"Yes, now get on with it."
"In Harry's second year, Lucius Malfoy snuck a diary into Ginny Weasley's cauldron after a small fight with her father." she saw Voldemort's eyes narrow dangerously in suspicion, already knowing where she was going with this. "Said diary wasn't normal and managed to possess her. She opened the Chamber of Secrets and let out the basilisk. Students were petrified and the school was almost closed down. Towards the end of the year, she went missing. Harry managed to find the entrance to the Chamber and went into it. While down there, he defeated the basilisk, killing it after a memory," she gave Voldemort a significant look, "sent it after him. Using one of the basilisk's fangs, he destroyed the dairy and saved the female Weasley."
Voldemort hissed furiously. "Severus, get Lucius in here now." Snape quickly went to do so. He turned his gaze to Adelinde. "Is there anything else?"
She shook her head, but gave him a quick hug. "Nope. Now, we're in Malfoy Manor, yes?"
He nodded, making her grin.
"Excellent. I might bump into baby Malfoy. I'll see you later Voldy! Cheerio!" she said and left the room. She smirked at Lucius as he and Severus neared her. "Have fun, Barbie."
Severus snorted, snickering with amusement in his eyes.
She disappeared down the hall before the Malfoy Head could respond. Stretching, Adelinde looked around, wondering what she could do to pass the time. She stopped suddenly, her hand going straight to her pocket. She sighed in relief when she felt her iPod and headphones. Taking it out, she raised an eyebrow when her hand set of a slight spark and her iPod turned on by itself, revealing that it has a fully charged battery. Adelinde smirked. She'd never need a charger again. Useful, saying as she was sure that this type of iPod hadn't been created yet, nor was half the music. Putting a headphone in, leaving the other out, she turned the volume up and pressed play, grinning when Bury Me Alive by We are the Fallen started to play and began to dance slightly as she walked, swaying her hips and bobbing her head a bit as she sang along perfectly:
"There's no use in crying, all
my tears won't drown my pain
free me from your sorrow,
I can't grieve you again
I watched you let yourself die
and now it's too late
to save you this time
You bury me alive,
and everybody's got to breathe somehow
don't leave me to die
you're too consumed by your
own emptiness and lies"
She twirled around, grinning, not seeing the five teens nearing her, confusion and shock on their faces. She just continued to sing.
"All I did was love you
now I hate the nightmare you've become
I can't let you fool me
I won't need you again
I watched you let yourself die
and now it's too late
to save you this time
You bury me alive
and everybody's got to breathe somehow
don't leave me to die
You're too consumed by your
own emptiness and lies
You bury me alive
and everybody's gotta breathe somehow
don't leave me to die
You're too consumed by your
own emptiness and lies
Can't feel this love we used to hold
All I see is black and cold
As I try to pull you down into the ground
The ground...!"
Adelinde spun around again, dancing with graceful movements. The five teens had stopped to watch her with 'what the fuck' looks on their faces. They looked a bit un-nerved by the lyrics she was singing, though they could admit she had a beautiful voice.
"Everybody's got to breathe somehow
don't leave me to die
You're too consumed by your
own emptiness and lies
You bury me alive
and everybody's got to breathe somehow
don't leave me to die
You're too consumed by your
own emptiness and lies
You bury me alive
and everybody's got to breathe somehow
don't leave me to die
you're too consumed by your
own emptiness and lies..."
Adelinde finally noticed the slightly horrified teens and raised an eyebrow at them. "Yo, what the fuck are you looking at?" she asked, taking note that Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zambini, and Pansy Parkinson were in front of her. She couldn't place the other two, but she had an idea of who they were.
Draco bristled, narrowing his eyes at her. "Who are you and why are you in my manor?" he demanded.
Adelinde eyed him. "Why the bloody fuck should I tell you?" she asked, turning her iPod off for the moment.
"Do you know who I am?"
"A snob with a stick so far up his ass it's coming out his nose?"
Blaise and the unknown snickered quietly while Draco's face turned red with anger. Pansy let out a screech, making Adelinde wince at the noise.
"Don't talk to Draky-poo like that, you harlot!" she shouted.
Adelinde laughed. "Draky-poo? Dude, nice nickname." she snickered.
Draco sneered, glowering. "I demand that you tell me who you are."
"Demand, hmm? Sorry, but I don't do demands. The last guy who tried to order me around found himself in the hospital."
The platinum blonde's eyes widened.
"What's with the scar?" Pansy sneered. "It's hideous."
Adelinde traced her half a Chelsea smile, drawing their eyes to it. "My father was a lovely man."
An evil cackle suddenly echoed through the hall, making the teens tense. "So sad that you killed him before I got to torture him." Bellatrix pouted, stopping beside her.
Adelinde smiled at the witch. "I could show you the memory some time, if you'd like."
Bellatrix's eyes gleamed. "Does M'lord know?"
"I haven't told Voldemort yet, no. We had other important things to discuss. I thought that you could tell him instead."
Bellatrix nodded. "Is he busy now?"
Adelinde winced. "Ah, I would advise waiting until tomorrow. He is a bit... furious right now."
"Hmm. And where is Severus?"
"I'm right here."
Almost everyone jumped. Adelinde turned to see her father and a clearly in pain Lucius Malfoy, who was glaring darkly at her. She smiled innocently at him.
"Hey dad. How'd it go?"
Severus shook his head. "I'm sure you know exactly how it went."
Adelinde smiled.
Lucius sneered.
"Wait. This is your daughter, Professor Snape?" the unknown male said, confused.
"Indeed, Mr. Nott."
"Adopted as of today. Be happy, Draco. I almost became your sister."
Draco paled at the thought.
"Come, Adelinde. We need to start on your lessons if you're to be my assistant." Severus said.
Adelinde nodded and kissed Bella's cheek. "We should hang out soon." she said to the witch.
"Yes, we do. I could teach you the art of daggers!" the woman giggled.
"I already know how to use daggers, Bell. Quite well, actually."
Bellatrix stared at her for a moment before throwing her arms around the blonde. "You really are perfect!" she cried.
Adelinde beamed and pulled away. "Thank you. You're perfect as well, Bells. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I have to leave. Things to do, ya know?"
Bellatrix nodded and Adelinde was led away by Severus. Draco turned to his father.
"Who exactly is she, father?" he questioned.
Lucius sneered. "Muggle filth."
Bellatrix glared at him. "Now, now, Lucy, you know she isn't a muggle."
Lucius scoffed, but said nothing more. Bellatrix turned to the Slytherin teens before.
"Adelinde is not to be harmed in anyway, or the Dark Lord will be most displeased, as will I." she said, her eyes narrowed on them, daring them to object.
They swallowed and nodded.
"Understood, Aunt Bella." Draco said, still a bit pale.
"Excellent! Now, where is that pitiful rat?"