Mksfroogle here! Sorry that I haven't updated in a while but I'm back and I hope you all enjoy this chapter, please review! Thank you for last chapter's views, favs, follows and reviews. Please also vote for my other story A Different Alternative to War! Which song should Snape have Remus Lupin sing?! Sorry in advance for any grammatical errors. I do not own Harry potter but I do own Marie Lily Potter. Please Review!

Here are some pointers for conversations to help you guys out again lol:

Parseltongue

"Talking"

'Marie's thoughts'

Voldemort's thoughts

Sorting hat conversation

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"We need to talk Marie"

Marie shifted slightly, a bit uncomfortable. She hadn't been alone with Lord Voldemort in a while since they went to visit Professor Slughorn and went to Diagon Alley together. Now he wanted to talk to her about something. About what? What was there to talk about exactly that they had to be alone?

"Yes Sir?"

Voldemort sent her a false glare.

"Voldemort?"

Why did he always want her to call him that now and not everyone else? It was weird but Marie didn't question it. Voldemort now sat back in Snape's chair and sighed, seemingly exhausted. He glanced at her as if thinking about what to say before saying it. He bit his thin bottom lip a little apprehensively until finally after a few more seconds, he started.

"Marie, how would you feel about being resorted?"

Are you kidding me? He is asking me this now? Why now though? Certainly it can't be because of that little incident with Weasley? It was just a minor incident was all!

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I am, Marie. And it isn't just because of that little incident with Weasley. It is because of many incidents with all of the Gryffindors since day one."

"Will you please stop reading my mind?"

"Honestly, I didn't have to that time"

Marie smiled at the Dark Lord but he still just sat there expressionlessly. Marie giggled at his stony look as he ten raised a nonexistent eyebrow, "Something funny Marie?"

Marie couldn't stop the flow of laughter afterwards as she giggled almost as insanely as Bellatrix.

"Hahahahhah!" she held her stomach in pain yet it was a good kind of pain that made her laugh more, "Hehehehehheh . . . It was funny when," she panted but continued with short little gasps from her bout of laughter, " when you scared Weasley like that. He was heheh, so scared!"

Voldemort gazed at her before curling his lip upwards in a small smirk, trying to conceal his enjoyment from watching the teenager laugh hysterically. It was like a disease that was overcoming him and he couldn't escape it. This child that he was currently in front of right now looked like she couldn't and wouldn't hurt a fly yet it was just minutes ago when she fought him so courageously in a demonstration duel. What was she doing to him?

Voldemort scoffed a little to wipe out any emotions that Marie might be able to sense on him and continued talking as if her little fit didn't happen at all.

"Yes it was, however, I would like something like that to not happen at all again."

"Yeah right, you enjoyed every second of terrifying Ron"

Voldemort sighed again, "Yes I did. But that is not what I am saying right now. That's not the point. I want you to be resorted so perhaps this tense battle between you and the Gryffindors will be over. Maybe if you are once more sorted into Gryffindor, the Gryffindors will trust you again. What do you think?"

Marie was quiet for a few seconds, debating over Voldemort's ideal point.

"But, Voldemort. I don't think I could ever be sorted into Gryffindor again. Especially after our agreement. I'm friends with so many Slytherins now. Why can't I just skip the resorting and just be a Slytherin?"

Voldemort had to suppress a smile at her eagerness to join his house however an image of Draco got into his head and he mentally seethed. It's not that he hated the boy; it was just that he didn't believe that the Malfoy heir would so willingly forget his and Marie's rivalry so quickly as if overnight. He sneered in his thoughts.

"You can't just join Slytherin and think you are meant for that house, child. If you want a house so badly, just agree to be resorted. We can do it as early as tonight if you wish."

Marie could feel an unfamiliar wave of emotion radiating off of Voldemort but he couldn't quite place the feeling. It burned the air around them like hatred yet it was not for her. What the hell is with this guy's mood swings? Marie cocked her head to the side slightly making her look irresistibly adorable. Of course not in Voldemort's point of view. Cuteness didn't work on an evil dark Lord.

Marie heaved a heavy sigh as if mocking Voldemort, "I guess I'll give it a shot"

"Good"

Voldemort stood from Snape's chair and walking around the desk to stand next to Marie, "You shall be resorted as of tonight then. Agreed?"

Marie nodded her head, "I just hope this agreement doesn't ruin my life."

"It won't."

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It was an hour after Marie and Voldemort's meeting when dinner was getting ready to start. Draco and the other Slytherins tried to get information out of her about what they had talked about but she hadn't relented into their curiosity. She just flicked her blood-red hair behind her ear and started another conversation to keep them guessing. They kept pestering her however until they reached the great hall and they sat at their usual places at the Slytherin table. Marie hoped vigorously that the hat would sort her into Slytherin just like it had always wanted to.

"Hey Marie, why do you think there isn't any food on the tables yet?"

"Oh I don't know"

Of course she did know but she wanted to keep it a surprise and to egg them on more."

Draco edged closer to her making her only a little uncomfortable. They had somehow formed a very strong bond between themselves but for now, Marie only saw it as a brotherly fondness. Draco however, saw it as a little more but Marie didn't know that. Not yet.

"Marie I know you know what's going on," whispered in her ear and it ticked her and sent shivers down her spine. She blushed a little, just realizing how close Draco's lips were to her earlobe. But why would that bother her? Certainly it was just teenage hormones and she pushed down the comfortable feeling and looked at Draco who was surprised by her turn and if he hadn't pulled his face back, they would have no doubt accidentally kissed. On the lips. Oh my God.

Thankfully, before could say anything, Voldemort appeared in the great hall and glided over to the Headmaster's table but didn't sit down as usual. Then and there everyone knew something was either going on or wrong. They feared for their lives if something was wrong. Did someone break the deal between Marie and Voldemort? Was someone going to die tonight? Nobody really didn't want to know.

Voldemort stood like a statue and looked upon all of the frightened students. Marie could tell that he was reading their minds and pegged on their fear even more so than ever. His blood red eyes looked like a war scene and a blood bath had just occurred. His black pupils slit as he narrowed his eyes in mock anger. However, Marie knew the truth and nearly smiled but kept herself in check as to not alert anyone to be relaxed.

Voldemort then started to speak, keeping his voice low, secretly getting his jollies from seeing the teenagers scared for their lives.

"As you all can see, there is no food yet on the table."

Nobody dared moved a muscle, fearing that a mere twitch would be the death of them all. Draco shivered at the silence but Marie being so close to him had some sort of comforting effect on him and it made him calm down a bit. Surely the Dark Lord would not harm any Slytherins in any other's presence?

The Dark Lord gazed down at all of the children and smirked evilly.

"As you all may know, I am a very patient man. I have been lenient haven't I?"

Nobody did anything and some of Voldemort's insanity showed when he screamed,

"Haven't I?!"

A lot of the students flinched at his sudden anger. Even Marie shrunk in fear as Voldemort paced in utter hatred at the students before him except for the Slytherins of course. The Ravenclaws, being smart nodded silently but the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors stayed still, not saying or doing anything, wondering what Voldemort would do or how far he would go.

"Good. Well I believe that my patience has now officially run out for a particular problem. The problem dealing with Marie and the rest of you."

Everyone seemed to be shocked into stillness. Time seemed to stop and the other houses looked terrified. Surely he wouldn't kill students in front of everyone? Then there would definitely be a riot and the deal would be broken. But Marie knew better, even though she was extremely embarrassed that he was singling her out in front of everyone.

"Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw have all been too rude and hateful to her for my taste, especially Gryffindor. Do you really not realize the bravery Ms. Potter showed by offering me the deal in exchange for all of your lives? And you repay her with what?! Bullying her ruthlessly making her feel like a traitor and beating her. I can stand name calling and other childish tame bullying however, I do not tolerate abuse."

Everyone stared in shock at the Dark Lord Voldemort as he defended his ex-enemy in front of everyone. Marie was also shocked. She had never thought or believed that Voldemort would ever do something like this and for her!

"Many of you are probably wondering why I am defending the girl I once called my enemy. I think that Ms. Potter deserves some recognition other than from her haters. That is why I am having her resorted for you all to see just how wrong you all are. That Marie is not my consort!"

Marie blushed and buried her face in her hands in embarrassment while Draco patted her back soothingly and the other Slytherins glanced at her in consolidation. They understood her embarrassment.

'Oh My God. Why is he doing this to me? Why can't he just sort me already?!'

I'm getting to that, just calm down, I'm helping you

'Bullshit! Get out of head and just sort me already! You are embarrassing me!'

I'm not a dark lord for nothing Marie

'That is your excuse for everything, you know that?'

There was no reply from him as he lifted his hand and silently summoned the sorting hat and caught it. He then scanned the room, including the other Professors for any sign of an argument, not that he would care.

"Marie Potter. Please come forward to be resorted"

Slowly, Marie stood and walked out of the Slytherin table, sending a worried glance at Draco. Draco gave her a warm smile and Marie walked up to Voldemort. While she walked, she felt everyone's eyes on her. She took this time to look back at those hate filled eyes. She met the ones she once called her friends. Luna Lovegood from Ravenclaw had a dreamy yet unfamiliar glare worn on her. Then she looked over at the Gryffindors. Neville shook his head and crinkled his nose in disgust as well did some others like Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnegan and Ginny Weasley. Yet Ron and Hermione's hatred burned her the most. If she was resorted back into Gryffindor what would she do? She couldn't go back, surely Voldemort understood that. Then Marie saw Mclaggan's eyes. She saw something in his face that she didn't like. In truth, it scared her but she would never say it. She saw lust in his burning gaze and it frightened her immensely.

Marie didn't know it at the time but Voldemort saw Mclaggan's look as well and he was furious. If Marie did indeed get resorted back into Gryffindor, she would be under his watch all of the time as well watched by the Slytherins. Voldemort knew that the Slytherins had grown quite fond of Marie after understanding and getting to know her. Voldemort would never admit it, but the same thing was slowly happening to Voldemort as well.

Finally, Marie reached where Voldemort was standing and with a submissive gesture she bowed her head slightly to not look at him straight in the eyes. Voldemort didn't like this however and took her chin in his hand and lifted it up so she looked at him in the eyes.

~You'll be fine. Trust me. ~

Somehow though, Marie found that she still couldn't trust the man that spoke to her softly in Parseltongue. She realized in that moment and remembered things that she had almost forgotten since she came back to Hogwarts. She was so close to trusting the man that had killed her parents and so many other innocents. He has tortured, maimed and destroyed many people's lives. How could Marie ever forget that? Of course though he has not killed anyone yet since they made their deal who didn't deserve it. But she couldn't help herself from replying to confuse him.

~How do you know? ~

Voldemort raised his nonexistent eyebrow in confusion at her sudden mood change. However he did not reply and instead drew out a seat for her to sit on. Without another word, Marie sat on the chair and everyone waited in silence as Voldemort slowly placed the sorting hat on her head.

Immediately the hat started talking to her.

So we meet again huh? How much you have grown Ms. Potter! I take it you wish to know what house you will be resorted into?

'Well yes, that is why I am here. What would you recommend? Or can I choose myself again?'

Well since I let you choose on your first year, I believe I get to have the pick now. It's not every day I get to sort someone again!

'Well get on with it then already! People are staring and it's creeping me out!'

Oh fine, "SLYTHERIN!"

Marie and everyone else in the room let out a breathe they didn't know they were holding. Voldemort quickly shut his mouth that for a second, had dropped. The Gryffindors glared as if it was trademark and the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws looked like they just didn't care. A few seconds later, all hell broke loose. Suddenly, all of the Slytherins stood up at once and clapped and cheered loudly for her. Draco being the loudest of all of them, whistling and screaming to the top of his lungs for his friend.

Voldemort took the hat off of Marie's head and allowed her to stand. Marie looked to the Slytherins in pure joy and happiness. Marie looked back at Voldemort with a smile that would melt anyone's cold heart. He nodded to her and Marie ran to join the Slytherins. They pat her back and smiled at her, her own joy reflecting onto them. She sat next to Draco and the others with that same smile on her face. Like she was truly accepted now.

'This is where I belong'

It looks as though it is, Marie

Marie looked over at the Headmaster's table to see Voldemort smirking in almost a strange way. Almost as if he were smiling. But that can't be right. The only time Voldemort would be smiling would be if something horrible he had caused had happened right?

No, Voldemort was feeling pride. He was extremely proud to have someone like the Girl who lived with the Slytherins. But once again, he would never tell anyone or let anyone know in anyway about how he felt.

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After dinner, Voldemort went to his quarters as usual. The day had all but exhausted him completely. First with substituting for Defense Against the Dark Arts, reading that letter from the Weasley boy that was supposed to be for Marie and what with Marie being sorted in to Slytherin is a pretty full day. Voldemort had been furious with the Weasley boy for writing such foul filth to Marie that he really didn't care if it embarrassed her or not to explain the note to everyone. And then at the dinner, Voldemort had noticed that Mclaggan boy staring Marie down like she was a piece of meat. He felt like he wanted to rip out his eyes right then and there. But why? It wasn't like he had any feelings for the girl.

. . . Right?

Voldemort had felt so proud that Marie was now a Slytherin. Now she could embrace her true Slytherin side and forget about those horrible and ungrateful Gryffindors. But something was bugging him. Voldemort could feel a little hatred coming from Marie directed towards him before she was sorted. Why? What had he done? He had stuck to his word, wasn't she happy? But there was something else as well. He had questioned it before but now he just couldn't let it go. The girl knew Parseltongue and they could read each other's thoughts. Voldemort at first thought that they could be soul mates but quickly pushed that down to look for another solution as to why they were so connected even before Voldemort's resurrection. Voldemort laid in his bed with his arms under his head, crossed thinking deeply for any answers that there could be. He closed his eyes and thought long and hard.

Parseltongue . . .

Mind Connection . . .

Potter's scar hurting every time he was angry and wanted to make her feel pain. . .

Potter knowing and feeling his emotions and him knowing and feeling hers. . .

Just then, Voldemort's eyes flew open with sudden realization. He couldn't believe he hadn't seen this before! Marie Lily Potter was Lord Voldemort's Horcrux!

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