Chapter 23
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING OR WANT TO OWN ANYTHING THAT BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING, WARNER BROTHERS STUDIOS, or ANY OF ITS AFFILIATES. SO DON'T SUE YOUR FUTURE CARDIOLOGIST!
Authors Note: I have an absurdly small number of reviews so can someone (not the people who go to school with me) please review this and tell me if my story is good or bad or what you would like to see in it? P.S. For those of you who lost surrounding the Meara and Robert situation, Meara is Caroline's best friend and Robert is Meara's boy friend (per say).. I realize I brought them into this story a bit awkwardly but it was necessary. Also, please forgive me for not updating as frequently as you would like, I have a lot of schoolwork! On with the story...
Caroline sat in Meara's room and stared out of the window awkwardly. Caroline felt an odd chill as she turned to see Meara standing in the room, her normally rosy cheeks were deathly pale and her eyes seemed brighter than before.
"Hello" said Meara quietly, without emotion.
"So." said Caroline inquisitively "Pray tell, why did William kick us out of the house so rapidly?"
"We broke up" said Meara sullenly
"Who?" said Caroline looking utterly confused at the change of topic
"Robert and I" said Meara
"WHY?" said Caroline sadly
The sun began to set as William, cloaked in black, slipped out of his house unseen and unheard. He hurried across the lawn to the back porch of Meara's house where he waited for her in the brush.
William waited impatiently as the moon began to rise and stars began to sprinkle the sky. Finally, Meara, dressed in black, exited the large mansion and walked in his direction.
When Meara approached William quickly grabbed her and pushed her to the ground.
"Here" said William shoving a glowing green gem on a silver chain into Meara's hand. "Put it on and let us move as quickly as possible" finished William as Meara slipped the chain around her neck.
"Where are we going?" said Meara
"To see our master, he has some bidding that he wishes for you to complete" replied William simply and calmly.
William and Meara began to walk for what seemed like hours until they reached a tiny clearing where a large green and orange fire was glowing. Surrounding the fire were several cloaked figures with wands, and sitting on a high, black throne was the one and only, Lord Voldemort.
Voldemort saw Meara and Robert and nodded slowly at the Death Eater's who had their wands pointed at the two young people.
"Madame Meara" said Voldemort as he raised himself slowly off of the throne and began to walk towards Meara.
Meara stared at Lord Voldemort and was scared only for a second because at the moment she began to think of her fears Lord Voldemort said to her:
"Be calm child, there is nothing to be afraid of"
Meara stared at the large figure as he approached her. Lord Voldemort stood several meters tall, his tall body was very lean, but he walked with much pride. Lord Voldemort approached Meara and asked her, gently
"Allow me to see your arm child"
Meara hesitated, and, although she knew this was not a smart thing to do she said simply to Lord Voldemort:
"Let me see your face first"
There was a loud gasp in the crowd as the rest of the Death Eaters, along with William, stood shocked to see what Lord Voldemort would say.
Lord Voldemort laughed his high pitched laugh and removed the cloak from his head. Meara gasped for Lord Voldemort was nothing like what she expected. Meara had expected and old grayed man with evil eyes and absurdly ugly features to appear, but instead she saw a jolly old man, with deliciously dark eyes and smooth skin who was entertaining a delightfully proportioned body.
Lord Voldemort smiled at the shock on Meara's face and Meara noticed that he had the most beautiful teeth she had ever seen. His teeth were perfectly straight and white and set off the nice flush in his cheeks.
"Now may I see your hand, my dear?" said Lord Voldemort to Meara. Meara shook her head yes and extended her hand.
Lord Voldemort pulled his wand out of his robes and pointed it at the upper portion of Meara's arm.
Lord Voldemort muttered an incantation as a blaze of hot green sparks shot out of his wand. Meara let out a small yelp and her eyes began to water. Lord Voldemort removed his wand from Meara's skin and allowed Meara to look. Meara looked at her arm and saw the dark symbol of Lord Voldemort's serpent.
Lord Voldemort and William looked on at Meara and waited for her reaction. If Meara acknowledged her acceptance of the mark she would be honoured beyond extremes because Lord Voldemort needed a pretty little girl to do his bidding and produce an heir, however, if she did not accept the mark she would be put to death. Meara knew none of this, of course.
Meara continued to look at the mark on her arm and she turned her head, slowly, to look at Lord Voldemort. Meara gave a small nod and a very large smile at Lord Voldemort. William and the rest of the Death Eaters took this as the cue and the all gathered into deep bows as Lord Voldemort gathered Meara and walked her slowly back to the black throne.
With a snap of his wand a similar throne appeared next to his throne and Meara sat upon it as she looked at her willing subjects.
"This, my dear" said Lord Voldemort "is yours."
Meara smiled and nodded her consent.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING OR WANT TO OWN ANYTHING THAT BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING, WARNER BROTHERS STUDIOS, or ANY OF ITS AFFILIATES. SO DON'T SUE YOUR FUTURE CARDIOLOGIST!
Authors Note: I have an absurdly small number of reviews so can someone (not the people who go to school with me) please review this and tell me if my story is good or bad or what you would like to see in it? P.S. For those of you who lost surrounding the Meara and Robert situation, Meara is Caroline's best friend and Robert is Meara's boy friend (per say).. I realize I brought them into this story a bit awkwardly but it was necessary. Also, please forgive me for not updating as frequently as you would like, I have a lot of schoolwork! On with the story...
Caroline sat in Meara's room and stared out of the window awkwardly. Caroline felt an odd chill as she turned to see Meara standing in the room, her normally rosy cheeks were deathly pale and her eyes seemed brighter than before.
"Hello" said Meara quietly, without emotion.
"So." said Caroline inquisitively "Pray tell, why did William kick us out of the house so rapidly?"
"We broke up" said Meara sullenly
"Who?" said Caroline looking utterly confused at the change of topic
"Robert and I" said Meara
"WHY?" said Caroline sadly
The sun began to set as William, cloaked in black, slipped out of his house unseen and unheard. He hurried across the lawn to the back porch of Meara's house where he waited for her in the brush.
William waited impatiently as the moon began to rise and stars began to sprinkle the sky. Finally, Meara, dressed in black, exited the large mansion and walked in his direction.
When Meara approached William quickly grabbed her and pushed her to the ground.
"Here" said William shoving a glowing green gem on a silver chain into Meara's hand. "Put it on and let us move as quickly as possible" finished William as Meara slipped the chain around her neck.
"Where are we going?" said Meara
"To see our master, he has some bidding that he wishes for you to complete" replied William simply and calmly.
William and Meara began to walk for what seemed like hours until they reached a tiny clearing where a large green and orange fire was glowing. Surrounding the fire were several cloaked figures with wands, and sitting on a high, black throne was the one and only, Lord Voldemort.
Voldemort saw Meara and Robert and nodded slowly at the Death Eater's who had their wands pointed at the two young people.
"Madame Meara" said Voldemort as he raised himself slowly off of the throne and began to walk towards Meara.
Meara stared at Lord Voldemort and was scared only for a second because at the moment she began to think of her fears Lord Voldemort said to her:
"Be calm child, there is nothing to be afraid of"
Meara stared at the large figure as he approached her. Lord Voldemort stood several meters tall, his tall body was very lean, but he walked with much pride. Lord Voldemort approached Meara and asked her, gently
"Allow me to see your arm child"
Meara hesitated, and, although she knew this was not a smart thing to do she said simply to Lord Voldemort:
"Let me see your face first"
There was a loud gasp in the crowd as the rest of the Death Eaters, along with William, stood shocked to see what Lord Voldemort would say.
Lord Voldemort laughed his high pitched laugh and removed the cloak from his head. Meara gasped for Lord Voldemort was nothing like what she expected. Meara had expected and old grayed man with evil eyes and absurdly ugly features to appear, but instead she saw a jolly old man, with deliciously dark eyes and smooth skin who was entertaining a delightfully proportioned body.
Lord Voldemort smiled at the shock on Meara's face and Meara noticed that he had the most beautiful teeth she had ever seen. His teeth were perfectly straight and white and set off the nice flush in his cheeks.
"Now may I see your hand, my dear?" said Lord Voldemort to Meara. Meara shook her head yes and extended her hand.
Lord Voldemort pulled his wand out of his robes and pointed it at the upper portion of Meara's arm.
Lord Voldemort muttered an incantation as a blaze of hot green sparks shot out of his wand. Meara let out a small yelp and her eyes began to water. Lord Voldemort removed his wand from Meara's skin and allowed Meara to look. Meara looked at her arm and saw the dark symbol of Lord Voldemort's serpent.
Lord Voldemort and William looked on at Meara and waited for her reaction. If Meara acknowledged her acceptance of the mark she would be honoured beyond extremes because Lord Voldemort needed a pretty little girl to do his bidding and produce an heir, however, if she did not accept the mark she would be put to death. Meara knew none of this, of course.
Meara continued to look at the mark on her arm and she turned her head, slowly, to look at Lord Voldemort. Meara gave a small nod and a very large smile at Lord Voldemort. William and the rest of the Death Eaters took this as the cue and the all gathered into deep bows as Lord Voldemort gathered Meara and walked her slowly back to the black throne.
With a snap of his wand a similar throne appeared next to his throne and Meara sat upon it as she looked at her willing subjects.
"This, my dear" said Lord Voldemort "is yours."
Meara smiled and nodded her consent.