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Chapter 30 - The Ceremony

In the temple, Rosenna and Voldemort were stood together in Rosenna's magestic throne room, making final preparations for the Ceremony. Rosenna, still stuck in her ghostly form, was beside herself with the excitement.

"Oh Tom, this is wonderful! I will feel the Gryffindor whelps blood inside me and at last, I will be free once again." She then shrieked with delight and actually jumped up and down on the spot.

Voldemort glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "My love, I am quite able to understand your happiness but there is still much to be done before we are ready. Now please, pay attention. This is the spot is it not?" He gestured towards a spot on the Gold floor and the happiness left Rosenna's face in an instant and was replaced by frightening anger.

"Yes Tom, that was where I was betrayed by my hag of a sister and her pathetic lover. And that is where I will bleed Godrics little child and then return, to take over MY world." Voldemort looked up at her sharply and Rosenna smiled sweetly at him, "OUR, I mean of course my darling boy!" Voldemort gave her a slight smile and continued to light candles around the spot where the ceremony was to take place. "Where will your revenge start my Love?" Voldemort enquired. Rosenna smiled broadly. "That's easy Tom, Hogwarts of course. Where it all began." Voldemort nodded to her. "As long as you remember Rosenna, the Potter boy is mine." Rosenna sighed. "Potter, Potter, Potter!" Voldemort snapped his head up, his eyes glinting dangerously. "Really, my dear Voldy, I'm offering you half of this world and all you can still think about is that wretched boy! Its quite antagonizing you know!"

Voldemort rose to his feet and walked slowly up to the glimmering vision of Rosenna. "We both wish for vengeance Rosenna. Potter is top on my very long list. You can never understand the pain that boy caused to me. I will see him writhing at my feet, pledging his unconditional service to me and begging me for my forgiveness. Only then, after I have completely broken him, will I allow him the luxury of death." He gazed into her eyes for a moment and then returned back to his work.

Rosenna continued to watch him closely. "Once our powers have joined together Tom, no one will be able to resist us." He smiled back at her. "Amen," he hissed and the word sounded cold and cruel coming from his evil mouth. Rosenna quickly spun around. "Ah, our friends approach My Lord," the time approaches!" And once again she squealed with pleasure. Voldemort watched her for a moment and then called, "One thing Rosenna." "Yes, my Love?" she replied, turning her beautiful face to him again. "NEVER call me Voldy again." She giggled once and then turned back to the huge doors, not noticing the flash of anger that spread across Voldemort's face.

Outside the doors, Selina, Malfoy, Flint and Neville were waiting to be called in. Flint had done some quite serious damage to Neville and was keeping hold of him, mainly to stop him from dropping to the floor. Neville's face was a bloody and bruised mess and his right eye was almost completely closed. He had a cut lip and seemed to be swaying on the spot. Malfoy was watching Flint with a look of distaste on his face. Flint noticed Malfoy's look but misread it. "Aw, it's ok Draco. I can ask the Dark Lady if you could have a round with Neville before the ceremony." Neville whimpered and his eyes met Malfoy's. Malfoy didn't reply and he turned away from the horrible sight. Flint continued to torment Neville. "You know, I was so hoping the Heir had turned out to be your little mate Potter Longbottom. There were some things I could have done to him to make up for all those damn quidditch matches he beat me in." Neville trembled. "But you know, I'm not to disappointed. You're still a Gryffindor and young Lions like you can still be - enjoyable?" He laughed as Neville let out a muffled sob. Malfoy was now looking at the other Slytherin with disgust. "You are so perverted Flint, why don't you leave Longbottom alone now? You've already had your fun with the countless beatings you've given him. Just stop it!" Flint eyed Malfoy, his face growing dark with anger but he didn't respond. He did release his grip on Neville a little though.

Selina touched Malfoy's hand. "Draco, what's the matter my love? Calm down, it's nearly time." Malfoy smiled at her and squeezed her hand. "Sorry, just getting a bit short tempered I guess." She smiled at him. "Look at it this way, Longbottom's suffering is nearly at an end, he'll be at peace. And you and me honey, we'll be Gods." Malfoy's face was back to its normal sneering self at this as he gripped Selina more tightly. At that moment, the huge doors began to slowly open.

Rosenna and Voldemort both turned as the young group walked towards them and knelt at their feet, Flint dragging Neville down beside him. Rosenna smiled at all her willing servants and then her eyes rested on Neville's. "He has been in the wars," she said with a quick glance at Flint. He nodded eagerly. "Yes My Lady, I am sorry if you do not approve." She giggled and touched Flint's hair fondly. "You must entertain yourself as you see fit Marcus." Flint smiled cruelly. "Yes Madam, I will." Malfoy made a sickened sound with his throat. Selina gave him a nervous glance.

Voldemort had finished lighting the candles around the alter and stood away, admiring his work. He then turned to Rosenna. "It won't be long now my Love, we should prepare the boy." Rosenna gave him a cheeky grin. "Yes Tom, but first, this is a party is it not?" Voldemort raised an eyebrow to her. "At parties there are games," Rosenna continued. She touched Neville's cheek gently and he flinched. "Why don't I start?" She whispered to him. Without warning, she gestured with her hand and Neville was picked up by her magic and thrown through the air like a doll. He smacked into one of the pillars at the other side of the room and fell to the ground with a bump. Everyone in the throne room was laughing, everyone but Malfoy. He watched the scene with disgust. Rosenna walked slowly up to Neville, her long black her flying out behind her. She grinned down at him. Then, she waved her hand again and Neville skidded across the floor and collided with a stone table. All the ornaments that were sitting on it smashed to the ground with a crash. Malfoy actually looked away. Selina was watching with delight and Flint had an evil grin on his face. Voldemort was now watching the action, his face flickering with amusement. Rosenna moved slowly up to Neville again, who was attempting (and failing) to catch his breath. She raised her hand again and he whispered with a shaky voice, "No, please don't." She lowered her hand again and gave him a look of distaste. She leant down to him and hissed, "YOU are all that is left of the Gryffindor line boy - and you are pathetic!" Neville let out a quiet sob and covered his face with his hands. Rosenna then danced away from him, back towards her lover.

At that moment, the main doors were flung open with a crash and Narcissa, Wormtail and Peachy raced into the room, bowing quickly at Voldemorts and Rosenna's feet. Voldemort swung round on them and actually picked Wormtail up. "What do you think you are doing? The ceremony is due to begin any moment!" Wormtail whimpered, unable to speak. Narcissa got to her feet. "Forgive us my Lord but that Muggle Loving Fool and his followers are very nearly inside the temple. The Ravenscars and what is left of your Dearth Eaters are unable to hold them off. Dumbledore and Potter are too strong!" Voldemort hissed at the sound of Harry's name. "Very well, we must move quickly. Wormtail, Flint, get outside and help the others, you must keep those idiots away from here during the ceremony." They both bowed and rushed from the Hall. Voldemort then turned to Peachy and Narcissa. "You too, stand guard at the doors. Should anyone get through before the ceremony is over, it will be up to you two to stop them. Go." They also bowed and rushed to the door, pulling their wands out of their robes.

Voldemort moved back into the centre of the room. "Rosenna, the time is nearly here!" At that moment, she appeared again beside him. She was now wearing a beautiful flowing black dress. "I am ready my Love," she replied and took his hand. He stared at her. "Yes Tom, I can touch you. We are within seconds." Voldemort led her into the circle of candles and she stood there, waiting.

Voldemort turned to his remaining servants. "Selina, Draco, bring him." Selina rushed to obey but Malfoy remained where he stood. Selina reached out and grabbed his wrist. She pulled him along, giving him a furious look. Malfoy bit his lip but he went along with her. Selina pulled Neville up, who was now shivering with fear. Neville's pleading eyes met Malfoys for a moment. "Help me!" Selina hissed to her boyfriend. Malfoy dragged his eyes away from Neville's and helped Selina pull him to where Voldemort was waiting, now with a huge knife drawn and ready.

Selina and Malfoy dropped Neville on the floor in front of Voldemort. Rosenna, even more beautiful in the candlelight, seemed to have faded slightly. "Lord Voldemort, it is time!" She cried. " I can feel the power flowing through from the boy!" She seemed to be delirious from the power. Voldemort pulled Neville up by his collar and ripped his head back, displaying the boy's throat. He then began to chant an incantation. "From the blood of her enemy, she was banished. From the blood of the enemy, she will rise again." He raised the knife. A loud banging from the entrance doors interrupted him. He turned towards the noise with fury realising Dumbledore was right outside. He gripped Neville more tightly, ready to slash his throat. At that moment, he heard a cry of "NO" and felt himself flung back. He glared into the determined eyes of Draco Malfoy who was now stood in front of Neville, shielding him. Voldemort quickly glanced at Rosenna who was growing weaker with every passing second. Voldemort grabbed Malfoy and tried to throw him out of the way but Malfoy held firm. "Get out of my way you stupid boy!" Voldemort screamed. It must happen now!" Malfoy glared at Voldemort, all his hatred now aimed at his Master. " I won't!" He shouted back. "Longbottom doesn't deserve this, he hasn't done anything to you or me." Voldemort sneered. "You knew what you were getting into Draco -." "IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN POTTER!" Malfoy hollered back at him. Voldemort was incensed. "Is that why you are hear boy, for some petty revenge against Potter?" The shield on the door that Peachy and Narcissa had created didn't seem to be holding and Voldemort was now fuming. Narcissa had left Peachy's side to find out what was happening. She opened her mouth in shock and the sight of her son standing up to Voldemort, for a GRYFFINDOR! Rosenna let out a cry of pain and despair. She had now nearly completely faded.

Voldemort pulled out his wand and pointed it at Draco's face. "Last chance boy, move out of my way." Voldemort was now shouting every word over the banging from outside. Malfoy gritted his teeth and shook his head. Voldemort raised his wand and cried "Crucio." Malfoy fell to the ground, writhing in agony but still he refused to move away from Neville. Neville was watching him with shock. Narcissa watched the torture of her son with no emotion. Draco looked up and reached out to her. "Mother, please." She just continued to stare at him. Voldemort took his wand away, he knew the time was seconds away from being up now so he shook his head once and raised his wand again. "I owe you father boy," he hissed. Malfoy looked up at him in pain and saw what was going to happen to late. Voldemort turned his wand on Selina and shouted "Avada Kedavra." Draco cried out his lovers name once and tried to reach out to her, to help her but of course, there was no chance. The spell struck Selina and she crumpled to the ground. Malfoy leapt towards her, no longer caring as Voldemort grabbed Neville and once again tilted his head back. Malfoy lay at Selina's side, stroking her hair and whispering her name. Amazingly, she opened her eyes and smiled at him. "I love you," she croaked and squeezed his hand. Her head then lolled to one side and her hand fell away from Dracos. He stared at her for a moment and then put his head down and sobbed onto her chest. His mother continued to watch her broken and destroyed son, still no care or feeling on her face.

Voldemort was carrying a prone and lifeless Neville to Rosenna, who was kneeling in her circle. Her eyes flickered open as he approached. The used knife lay a few metres away, it's job done. Voldemort held Neville over Selina and some drops of blood from his throat dropped on her and then soaked into her skin. Voldemort watched in amazement as a bright light began to engulf his Lady.

There was a huge crash and at last the Order, led by Dumbledore and Harry broke through the shield and thundered into the room, their wands ready. They stopped in shock as the blinding light in the centre of the room became brighter and brighter until they were forced to hide their eyes. Slowly, the light faded and stood in the middle of the room in a circle of candles was Rosenna, as real as life. Voldemort moved to stand beside her and dropped Neville unceremoniously to the ground. He laid there unmoving as his blood began to spread across the gold floor. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at their friend's body in horror and then all of them looked up at Rosenna. Voldemort caught Harry's eye and he smiled evilly. Dumbledore's face darkened as he took a step closer. Then Rosenna opened her mouth and began to giggle. Then the giggle turned into a laugh and the sound filled the entire room. Harry stood watching her, his feet frozen to the spot. Now what were they going to do?