The Dark Lord's Pet (Adopted version)

by Alpaca mouse

Esmeralda potter didn't ask to be changed into a cat. she just wished to be free from all the troubles of being the Girl Who Lived. now she has to face being the Dark lord's pet cat, along with all the duties that come with it, like ripping up his reports. Fem harry! Rated for all possibilities. ADOPTED!

1. Prologue

Hello Sweeties! My name is Alpaca Mouse, clearly. So I am just going to get straight to the point. This story is adopted. The original author is called Arana's. She did not want to post anymore and so she put it up for adoption, I adopted. She wrote the first 10 chapters. I'm going to post those chapters all at once and then go ahead and post mine. I hope you like Arana's and mine collaboration.

Prologue

Tom Riddle looked out of the window, into the pouring rain. He could hear the thunder rumbling faintly, and he saw the occasional flash of lightning. This really was a day for sitting in front of the fire with a hot cup of coffee and a good book. Turning away, he summoned a house elf, giving it orders for a hot cup of coffee. After the creature had popped away, he summoned his book and settled into the armchair that was seated in front of the fire.

Just as he had gotten comfortable, he felt a shift in the wards. He groaned in annoyance. There was something magical out front, and he wasn't going to get any peace until he investigated. Out in the pouring rain.

He dressed in a pair of loose pants and a shirt. If he was going to get wet, he might as well do it properly.

Once out in the rain he started to search, hoping to merlin that there would be a clue or something that he could use. He stopped suddenly, listening hard. He could have sworn he heard something. There it was, a yowl. He growled in frustration. A cat?! He was here for a cat! Swearing a blue steak, he set off in the direction of the sound hoping that there was something else out there.

He came to the pond Narcissa had insisted on putting there, and saw a black cat standing on a stone set in the centre of the pond. The cat saw him and went quiet, a small meow sounding, hoping he would get the hint. Swearing, he started to wade into the pond glaring at the sodden creature. Once he was close enough, the cat leapt for him, latching it's claws onto his shirt. He automatically put his arms around it, and felt it start to shake. He sent a thought tendril out to the wards, and discovered that the creature in his arms was the intruder. Glaring at the cat, he set off for the house.