Author's Note: Who man that last one was a short one lol. I'm sorry, I'll
try to make it up to you by making this chapter, interesting. :-D
Disclaimer: I do not own any of Harry Potter nor do I own "Gaston" (the song) that was from Beauty and the Beast and "Beautiful Stranger" was indeed sung by Madonna in Austin Powers (
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The rain poured on the roof of an ancient and what looked to be, an abandoned castle. The air was cold and still.
"Gaston!?" a cold voice sliced though the night air like a hot knife through butter.
"Yes master?" he responded, quickly arriving at his side.
"Have you met the girl yet? The one they call Hermione?"
"Yes my lord, but I do not understand her importance to us."
"Her importance?! Her importance is great my minion, she possess power beyond her wildest imagination.
"And what am I to do in your service my lord?"
There was an anticipating silence as the evil man stared out the window into the desolate night.
"Ah." Voldemort cackled, "You my boy are to impregnate her as though you were me."
Gaston looked positively appalled. "I do hope you mean by some form of magic." He asked disgustedly.
Voldemort gave him a sly smile. "No dear boy, I'm afraid you'll have to do this the old fashioned way, and I want you to do it right. I want an heir before the next year has arrived."
"With all due respect sir," Gaston added hastily. "Wouldn't you want your own traits in this baby? I mean, since he IS going to be raised as your son. "
"Ahhhh you're correct." The smile faded from his face. "Well I guess you'll be needing some adjustments to your sperm then."
Gaston's eyes nearly bulged. "You're.you're not serious are you?" He slowly started to back away in anticipation of the answer.
Voldemort took out his wand and rolled up the sleeves of his black robe. "No worry's, you'll only feel a slight bit of pain." His thin lips curled up into a twisted smile. "Commutatus trigon!" Red light surged from the tip of his wand to Gaston's pants, which became illuminated instantly. He wailed and collapsed to the floor in fatal position trying with all his strength not to cry. "There," Volemort's smile widened. "That wasn't so bad, now was it."
"No my lord" Gaston spat, still clutching his manhood.
"Very good then." Replied his master. "Well if that is all, you should return to Hogwarts. Gaston quickly sprang to his feet and fled, limping out of the chamber. "Excellent. Voldemort said to himself. Now, let the seduction begin." At that moment, evil laughter echoed through the night.
Meanwhile.
"Arghhh" Harry dropped to the ground, clutching his forehead.
"What is it Harry?" Hermione quickly knelt by his side, deep concern furrowing in her brow.
"It's my scar, it's burning." Harry looked up, pure terror in his eyes.
"He's happy Hermione, very happy."
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Author's Note: My my, that was a fun one to write. Oh, and just to show you how clever I am, the spell Voldemort used, Commutatus trigon, means "change balls" Thank you online translator ^.^ Don't forget to R&R ~me
Disclaimer: I do not own any of Harry Potter nor do I own "Gaston" (the song) that was from Beauty and the Beast and "Beautiful Stranger" was indeed sung by Madonna in Austin Powers (
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The rain poured on the roof of an ancient and what looked to be, an abandoned castle. The air was cold and still.
"Gaston!?" a cold voice sliced though the night air like a hot knife through butter.
"Yes master?" he responded, quickly arriving at his side.
"Have you met the girl yet? The one they call Hermione?"
"Yes my lord, but I do not understand her importance to us."
"Her importance?! Her importance is great my minion, she possess power beyond her wildest imagination.
"And what am I to do in your service my lord?"
There was an anticipating silence as the evil man stared out the window into the desolate night.
"Ah." Voldemort cackled, "You my boy are to impregnate her as though you were me."
Gaston looked positively appalled. "I do hope you mean by some form of magic." He asked disgustedly.
Voldemort gave him a sly smile. "No dear boy, I'm afraid you'll have to do this the old fashioned way, and I want you to do it right. I want an heir before the next year has arrived."
"With all due respect sir," Gaston added hastily. "Wouldn't you want your own traits in this baby? I mean, since he IS going to be raised as your son. "
"Ahhhh you're correct." The smile faded from his face. "Well I guess you'll be needing some adjustments to your sperm then."
Gaston's eyes nearly bulged. "You're.you're not serious are you?" He slowly started to back away in anticipation of the answer.
Voldemort took out his wand and rolled up the sleeves of his black robe. "No worry's, you'll only feel a slight bit of pain." His thin lips curled up into a twisted smile. "Commutatus trigon!" Red light surged from the tip of his wand to Gaston's pants, which became illuminated instantly. He wailed and collapsed to the floor in fatal position trying with all his strength not to cry. "There," Volemort's smile widened. "That wasn't so bad, now was it."
"No my lord" Gaston spat, still clutching his manhood.
"Very good then." Replied his master. "Well if that is all, you should return to Hogwarts. Gaston quickly sprang to his feet and fled, limping out of the chamber. "Excellent. Voldemort said to himself. Now, let the seduction begin." At that moment, evil laughter echoed through the night.
Meanwhile.
"Arghhh" Harry dropped to the ground, clutching his forehead.
"What is it Harry?" Hermione quickly knelt by his side, deep concern furrowing in her brow.
"It's my scar, it's burning." Harry looked up, pure terror in his eyes.
"He's happy Hermione, very happy."
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Author's Note: My my, that was a fun one to write. Oh, and just to show you how clever I am, the spell Voldemort used, Commutatus trigon, means "change balls" Thank you online translator ^.^ Don't forget to R&R ~me