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Summary: Ginny was bound to Draco for all eternity. But when a third enters their bedroom with ideas of destroying the entire New Era system created by Voldemort, will these three young adults be able to bring it down? They are all that's left of any form of resistance, a dangerous one from within. DXBXG
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It had been long since Lilith had been chosen by the darkness, ten years since that day, and still the dark trio had not aged. Neither had their children or their spouses, who seemed to stop aging at twenty two. Ginny, Draco and Blaise sat in the gardens looking down at their children and grandchildren. What a kingdom they had made. And they worried about nothing, wanted nothing.
There was Apollo with Adelle, who had birthed twins, Alaric and Mia, who now ran around, tugging each other's long braids. Apollo and Adelle, who weren't able to have more children after their twins, sat in a rocking bench looking out at the mountains, still in love. There was Margaret and Basilus, scolding their five year old son Zeus for roughhousing with their other boy Loki. The dark haired child cried out as Margaret shook her finger in his face, and Loki watched as if his two year old self was amused with the whole ordeal. Basilus remained as quiet as he had been ten years ago, but now fit into a roll as a prince of the Court. In the pool were Lilith and her husband, Caspian. They dipped their one year old daughter Arya in and out of the cool water. They child splashed her hands up and down, giggling as she did so. Joining them in the pool was Lilith's twin half-brother Dante and his wife Fiona. She was rounded off in the middle, ready to give birth any day to their baby girl Annabeth.
All was calm and well in their kingdom.
Until the betrayal.
It wasn't a person that had betrayed the Royal Family. It had been the thing they cherished most, the darkness. It had whispered to a seventeen year old female named Pandora and her bonded, a twenty year old man named Dexter. The darkness had worked them over fiercely, the swirls of dark magic appearing on their lips, eyelids and fingernails in twirling fury. Their eyes were completely blacked out, their skin was white as snow, and they spoke so brutally that it moved the Royals into action. Ginny, Draco and Blaise raised their hands in a shield that lasted for a moment, before a storm of dark fire rained down on them. They were magically tied to the bench they had been sitting on, forced to watch as they lined up the family from oldest to youngest and slaughtered them all.
The first was baby Arya, who mercifully had her throat cut. Then was Loki, followed by his brother Zeus. They died as quick as their cousin had. Next were Alaric and Mia, who had their necks snapped, also quick. And although the Royals didn't cry over their protégées deaths, the sorrow they felt inside destroyed them. Fiona was cut open, her baby Annabeth was strangled, and herself bleeding out. Dante was stabbed. Caspian attempted to fight, but was slowly choked out. Lilith went calmly, closing her eyes and allowing her throat to be cut. Margaret screamed and kicked, fierce, and managed to punch Pandora in the jaw before Pandora burned her with dark fire. Dexter burnt Basilus with dark fire as well. Apollo tried to defend Adelle, but was forced to watch as Dexter assaulted her, defiling her body. Ginny's mind went into flashback mode, remembering a moment from long ago, when she herself had destroyed Tom.
"It's…it's the darkness…. She…does…something to you…corrupts you. Just you…wait. You'll…see…."
He had warned them. In a backwards way, it was a backwards warning. The darkness hadn't corrupted them, instead withdrawing almost completely after Dante had been turned into the red lipped, red streaked black haired prince he was always meant to be. It had given them guidelines on how to rule, and had probably retreated to find another couple. How long had the darkness jumped from person to person, living out their rule and then convincing somebody else to destroy what she had created?
"It's a game, you see." Pandora cackled, kissing Dexter's shoulder. Apollo and Adelle had had their limbs and heads ripped from their bodies. "She told us you were pushing us back into the light. You tolerate half-bloods and mud-bloods instead of enslave them. You even pity muggles. It was too pathetic. She begged us to help her, to dethrone you. We had to kill you to bring the Realm back to where it should be."
"So we will pity you three, since you just watched your grandchildren and children die. We will kill all three of you once. Actually, it isn't killing, so much as banning your soul to be tortured for eternity as we burn your bodies to ash." Dexter laughed, reaching up to touch each of the trio's noses. At first, the black spot did nothing. And then, all at once, their eyes were burning, their nerves were burning…everything hurt.
Then, it all seemed to go numb as Ginny, Draco and Blaise (bonded for eternity) materialized together. There she was, the darkness, and she smirked. Behind her was Tom, who no longer resembled his former self. Ginny only knew it to be Tom because he had once possessed her so long ago, and she felt so.
'You three are mine.' The darkness whispered to them, no longer friendly.
'But why.' They begged. 'Please tell us why? And our children?'
'Your children will not come here to me. They will become spirits and walk the earth forever.' The darkness said. 'And as for the other question, why you….' She paused and picked up a long glowing knife. She drove it forward into Ginny's heart. 'How else do you think I'll get the rest of myself out of you? I'll never get it all, of course, but I do try. All dark magic is recycled. Passed down from one generation to another. If I go too long without being used, or if the body dies while I'm still in there, then I become worthless and trapped inside that one form. That's why I make you immortal. That's why I help you.' The darkness turned the knife over in Ginny's heart and pulled it out. Ginny gasped and looked down, feeling pain like nothing of the earth, and watched as two drops of pure black blood came out and evaporated. 'It's nothing personal; it's just how I have to live. Although I do enjoy torture.' She turned and drove the knife into where Tom's face would have been, and laughed.
'Let's have some fun, shall we?'
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P.S. Arya means noble goddess. Loki is the trickster god. Zeus is the god of gods. Caspian has no meaning, I just like the name. Mia means rebellion. Alaric means leader of all. Fiona means fair. Annabeth means grace or favor. Pandora tried to destroy the world, and Dexter is a serial killer.
