*Author's Note- thanks for all the reviews! Especially those with
constructive criticism! Don't worry about the long paragraphs; they will
become shorter as I get into the story. I realize that they are long, but
now that I'm past introductions and settings I can get into the good stuff
;) (thanks fuschia!) Oh and hollow, Lucius does seem kind of sexy in a
really evil way.I guess.maybe I'm the one with the problem.anyway read on!
Oh yeah- and that whole disclaimer thing- I don't own any characters,
except for Rori and her dog, the rest are JK Rowling's..blah blah, you know
the deal.***************
Rori followed Lucius through the house (which seemed to take forever) until they finally stopped in front of an old wooden door.
"From this point on, you are not to open that smart little mouth of yours. You are to be completely silent and only speak when spoken to," said Lucius in a "if you don't do this, I will personally make sure you die" tone.
Rori nodded and they went through the door.
"We're in a closet," Rori regretted saying that, immediately.
"Lumos."
I dim light appeared.
"If I was up to me, you'd be starving in that beat-up car you found as your new home. Never question me. Ever. I am giving you more that you could have ever imagined. The next time you decide to get smart I will erase those lips from your face."
Lucius pulled apart the coats in the closet and drew a door with his wand. The lines shone for a few seconds, and then a real door appeared.He opened it and they walked over the threshold on the other side. They ended up in some sort of a rotting shack.
By this time, Rori was scared out of her mind. Lucius had nothing to worry about because Rori could not have opened her mouth if she tried- she was scared into silence.
The door shut behind them and Rori knew if she opened that door, there would be no closet, there would be no going back.
"We are going to a meeting. My master is to be addressed to with "Yes, my lord," or "No, my lord." And ONLY SPEAK WHEN PERMITTED TO."
Rori followed close behind him through the dark house, and it was a while before she saw any sign of life. A light shone from under a door and she could hear faint murmurs coming from the other side.
Lucius opened the door and glanced behind him, just to make sure Rori was still following him.
"Ahhhh, Lucius," came a raspy voice "so good of you to FINALLY join us."
Rori entered to see something she did not expect: a cozy room, with a fire place going. Something did, however, shock her somewhat (by this time, she had learned to expect the unusual): there was a hideous creature sitting in an ornate, blood read chair. An enormous snake was slowly coiling itself around a man (who, by the way, didn't look the least bit phased). Another man, cowering next to the creature, was wearing a grin of satisfaction that faded as soon as Rori and Lucius entered.
"We were just about to finish Severus off," the creature hissed. "That's enough," he said, and the snake let go of the man and slithered over to its master.
"I apologize for my tardiness My Lord. But you see, Miss Fitzgerald here--"
"Ah, yes, Miss Fitzgerald. How nice it is to finally meet you. How was your stay with the Malfoys?"
Rori couldn't speak. She didn't know what to say for the first time in her life. "Say good, My Lord," came a voice inside her head, a voice that was, most certainly, not her own.
"Eh, good, My Lord," Rori managed to spit out.
"Well, at least you're not completely useless Malfoy," it said, turning to a now ashen Lucius. "Now, my dear, this is my once faithful servant, Severus Snape," his voice full of venom as he waved a hand at the man whose life was threatened by the over-grown snake.
Rori glanced uncomfortably at the man and nodded.
"Take a seat," it snapped.
Rori sat down on one of the two, now existing, chairs.
"Where do you think you are going?" it asked to a now corpse-like Lucius who was making his way to the other chair. "THAT, is Severus' seat. Go feed Nagini," it spat.
Lucius apprehensively made his way to the corner of the room where the beast was resting.
Severus sat down next to Rori, keeping his eyes on his master. "Now, my dear, I need you to do me a service. You will be greatly awarded for your efforts, I can assure you. I will need you be a teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Rori thought for a minute then asked, "Is that it?" (so much for speaking when permitted).
The creature gave a sort of groan, as though it was trying to control itself from lashing out at her. She hated herself and her stupid lack of control.
"No, I will also need you to be a spy of sorts, and report back to me along with Severus."
There was an uncomfortable pause.
"Well, what if I don't want to? How do I know your intentions? How- how do I know you're not going to.use me for my abilities then dispose of me? I don't need a repeat of that in my life!" Rori was fumed and at the edge of her seat. She wanted to storm out of the room and go home, but she knew escape was impossible. Her gaze shifted from the creature to the background to see Lucius stare at her with a look of horror, then looked back again at the creature who was smiling. She was in for it now, any smile from this thing can't be good.
"Don't you EVER talk back to me," it hissed. "And when you speak to me, it is an HONOR, therefore, you are to address me appropriately. I am Lord Voldomort. I am your Lord. I rule you. And if you have some sort of problem with that, let's just say I really don't need you, and if you are a problem, I can, indeed, dispose of you if I wish to do so. You will finish out the rest of the week living with Malfoy, who will then direct you to Hogwarts where you will live for the school year. You will teach Potions. I have already acquired the job for you (you're welcome), since that is really the only subject you know about. You and Severus will report back to me ever so often, when I call on you. Now, are there any questions?"
"Yes, my Lord. How am I to know when you call on us?"
"Excellent question. Excellent question."
Rori was suddenly pinned down to the chair with an invisible force so quickly that she had no time to give a small cry of shock.
"This, my dear, is a wand," the Voldomort said, pointing it at her as he began to rise. "Lucius will give you yours before you leave for school. And I.I will give you this."
Voldomort pressed his wand to her forearm and muttered a few words. Rori never felt such pain before. It was as though her arm had been douse with oil and he lit the match. Her arm was burning and she saw smoke steaming up. "He's trying to kill me," Rori thought, as she cried through the unbearable torture. Just as soon as he began, he finished.
"Look at it."
Rori blinked her tears away but more formed. The process, whatever it was, was over, but the pain remained. She finally forced the tears away and looked down at her arm. It was the most hideous thing she had ever seen. She couldn't make out what it was, but it was like a tattoo, only it disappeared only seconds after she saw it.
"When this appears again, that is when you and Severus will report back to me. Hope that answers your question."
**********It gets realllllyyyy good from here, trust me! Please Review!
Rori followed Lucius through the house (which seemed to take forever) until they finally stopped in front of an old wooden door.
"From this point on, you are not to open that smart little mouth of yours. You are to be completely silent and only speak when spoken to," said Lucius in a "if you don't do this, I will personally make sure you die" tone.
Rori nodded and they went through the door.
"We're in a closet," Rori regretted saying that, immediately.
"Lumos."
I dim light appeared.
"If I was up to me, you'd be starving in that beat-up car you found as your new home. Never question me. Ever. I am giving you more that you could have ever imagined. The next time you decide to get smart I will erase those lips from your face."
Lucius pulled apart the coats in the closet and drew a door with his wand. The lines shone for a few seconds, and then a real door appeared.He opened it and they walked over the threshold on the other side. They ended up in some sort of a rotting shack.
By this time, Rori was scared out of her mind. Lucius had nothing to worry about because Rori could not have opened her mouth if she tried- she was scared into silence.
The door shut behind them and Rori knew if she opened that door, there would be no closet, there would be no going back.
"We are going to a meeting. My master is to be addressed to with "Yes, my lord," or "No, my lord." And ONLY SPEAK WHEN PERMITTED TO."
Rori followed close behind him through the dark house, and it was a while before she saw any sign of life. A light shone from under a door and she could hear faint murmurs coming from the other side.
Lucius opened the door and glanced behind him, just to make sure Rori was still following him.
"Ahhhh, Lucius," came a raspy voice "so good of you to FINALLY join us."
Rori entered to see something she did not expect: a cozy room, with a fire place going. Something did, however, shock her somewhat (by this time, she had learned to expect the unusual): there was a hideous creature sitting in an ornate, blood read chair. An enormous snake was slowly coiling itself around a man (who, by the way, didn't look the least bit phased). Another man, cowering next to the creature, was wearing a grin of satisfaction that faded as soon as Rori and Lucius entered.
"We were just about to finish Severus off," the creature hissed. "That's enough," he said, and the snake let go of the man and slithered over to its master.
"I apologize for my tardiness My Lord. But you see, Miss Fitzgerald here--"
"Ah, yes, Miss Fitzgerald. How nice it is to finally meet you. How was your stay with the Malfoys?"
Rori couldn't speak. She didn't know what to say for the first time in her life. "Say good, My Lord," came a voice inside her head, a voice that was, most certainly, not her own.
"Eh, good, My Lord," Rori managed to spit out.
"Well, at least you're not completely useless Malfoy," it said, turning to a now ashen Lucius. "Now, my dear, this is my once faithful servant, Severus Snape," his voice full of venom as he waved a hand at the man whose life was threatened by the over-grown snake.
Rori glanced uncomfortably at the man and nodded.
"Take a seat," it snapped.
Rori sat down on one of the two, now existing, chairs.
"Where do you think you are going?" it asked to a now corpse-like Lucius who was making his way to the other chair. "THAT, is Severus' seat. Go feed Nagini," it spat.
Lucius apprehensively made his way to the corner of the room where the beast was resting.
Severus sat down next to Rori, keeping his eyes on his master. "Now, my dear, I need you to do me a service. You will be greatly awarded for your efforts, I can assure you. I will need you be a teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Rori thought for a minute then asked, "Is that it?" (so much for speaking when permitted).
The creature gave a sort of groan, as though it was trying to control itself from lashing out at her. She hated herself and her stupid lack of control.
"No, I will also need you to be a spy of sorts, and report back to me along with Severus."
There was an uncomfortable pause.
"Well, what if I don't want to? How do I know your intentions? How- how do I know you're not going to.use me for my abilities then dispose of me? I don't need a repeat of that in my life!" Rori was fumed and at the edge of her seat. She wanted to storm out of the room and go home, but she knew escape was impossible. Her gaze shifted from the creature to the background to see Lucius stare at her with a look of horror, then looked back again at the creature who was smiling. She was in for it now, any smile from this thing can't be good.
"Don't you EVER talk back to me," it hissed. "And when you speak to me, it is an HONOR, therefore, you are to address me appropriately. I am Lord Voldomort. I am your Lord. I rule you. And if you have some sort of problem with that, let's just say I really don't need you, and if you are a problem, I can, indeed, dispose of you if I wish to do so. You will finish out the rest of the week living with Malfoy, who will then direct you to Hogwarts where you will live for the school year. You will teach Potions. I have already acquired the job for you (you're welcome), since that is really the only subject you know about. You and Severus will report back to me ever so often, when I call on you. Now, are there any questions?"
"Yes, my Lord. How am I to know when you call on us?"
"Excellent question. Excellent question."
Rori was suddenly pinned down to the chair with an invisible force so quickly that she had no time to give a small cry of shock.
"This, my dear, is a wand," the Voldomort said, pointing it at her as he began to rise. "Lucius will give you yours before you leave for school. And I.I will give you this."
Voldomort pressed his wand to her forearm and muttered a few words. Rori never felt such pain before. It was as though her arm had been douse with oil and he lit the match. Her arm was burning and she saw smoke steaming up. "He's trying to kill me," Rori thought, as she cried through the unbearable torture. Just as soon as he began, he finished.
"Look at it."
Rori blinked her tears away but more formed. The process, whatever it was, was over, but the pain remained. She finally forced the tears away and looked down at her arm. It was the most hideous thing she had ever seen. She couldn't make out what it was, but it was like a tattoo, only it disappeared only seconds after she saw it.
"When this appears again, that is when you and Severus will report back to me. Hope that answers your question."
**********It gets realllllyyyy good from here, trust me! Please Review!