(I'm sorry my reviewer's I had really, really bad writer's block for this story but I got on with it quickly. I didn't want Darlingheart to cry. Also there is some stuff in here that may confuse you just a little bit. Make sure u read my time line from the last chapter.)

Minerva slid into the bed next to her lord. His body was cold when she touched his arm. Her hands where so pale.

"My Love...Tom?"

"Don't call me that Minerva." She looked at him.

"What's wrong?" She asked softly.

"I fell something Minerva something strange. From over the mountains I fell something calling to me." She sighed and snuggled up closer to him. Her body heat running into him.

"Don't worry my love Dumbledore will be in Cornwall soon and you can go over there and destroy him."

"That fake letter of yours was a wonderful idea Minerva."

"I thought so too. You will destroy him I know you will."

"I hope so Minerva that fool has been around to long." "When you do the Mudblood's will be yours we can kill them all, together."

His hand came up and caressed her cheek softly she lent into it.

"My Minerva what would I do without you? Yes the Mudblood's will go and yes I will let you help."

"How long it has been since I felt and saw blood. How long it has been since heard the scream of a filthy Mudblood." His hand didn't move from her face.

"I know my love they will be gone soon." She lent in towards him her face inches from his. Her eyes, there was something about her eyes as he looked into them. He saw power, power stronger then his could ever be. Now he was scared. He saw his own death in her eyes. He saw her death also. He dropped his eyes from hers as she pulled her body on top of his.

"My love." She hissed. "The world is ours for the taking."

"I know Minerva. My dear Minerva one day you will have what is rightfully yours."

"As will you. Nothing can stop us we can control all." She bent down her cold lips meeting his freezing ones. She broke away after a few seconds. She ran her fingers over his lips.

"So cold how did you become so cold?" He didn't answer her.

His lips meet hers again how perfectly well they fitted together. His lips opened this time giving her entrance she sighed and explored his mouth. His hands stoked her back softly. His name was whispered in the room becoming loader and loader. It was a soft voice female almost metallic. I sounded so familiar. Minerva pulled away from his lips and smiled playfully at him but he didn't notice. He wasn't looking at her. The voice was becoming loader.

"Tom?" Minerva said he saw her lips move but he didn't hear her. He could only hear the voice. He pushed Minerva of him and climbed out of the bed. He walked to the window the voice was so load now, yet it seemed Minerva could not hear it. He walked to the window and opened it the voice was deafening. Minerva walked up to him her hand resting on his.

"Tom." She said softly the voice stopped he heard her soft voice this time the other voice had disappeared.

"My love what's wrong?" She muttered. He stared out the window. It was a nice night. The sky was black and covered in stars. The moon starched out from behind the cliffs leaving its mark on the lake. The wind rustled the leaves softly. A mutter sounded through the air. So soft no human could have made it out.

"Didn't you hear it Minerva?"

"Hear what?" Her face showed concern her eyes told a different story.

"That voice..." How scared he felt how he was shaking. She slid her arms around his waist softly. Her eyes where clam now not like they had been a few minutes ago.

"You're tired my lord. Come to bed with me and sleep." She whispered softly into his ear.

There was a knock at the door. Peter entered slowly.

"Master there is some business I think you should attend to."

His face was a look of pure fear. He was in his master's bed room of course he was scared. Voldemort left the window open. He walked to his cupboard and started to get dress. He aimed the mirror so he could see Peter. Minerva was now sitting on the bed. Her nightgown was extremely tight around her body. As Voldemort had requested. Peter stared at her his eyes moved down her body taking in her image. Pausing at each curve of her skinny body.

Voldemort turned. He walked over to Peter. He whispered to him.

"You want to touch her don't you?" He hissed. Peter looked shocked but he was really just terrified of what would happen to him if he told the truth.

"No...I... was only." He stammered.

"Don't worry Peter I won't hurt you for wanting her. What if I let you touch her, would you like that?"

"I...I." He stammered.

"What If I let her made her moan underneath you, what if I let her look at you and fulfil your needs. What if I let her purr in pleasure into your ear? You would like that wouldn't you?" Peter looked at him.

"Yes."

"Do you want me to ask her?" Peter looked at him.

"If your good to me if you stay with me and help me to night I may think about it Peter." Peter looked at Minerva then back to him. Was this just a bribe or did he mean it.

"Would you master?"

"If you assist me tonight I will ask her tomorrow if you have been really good I will make her say yes."

"Thank you master." He squeaked looking like the rat he was.

"Go now I will meet you down there." Peter slid back into the shadows.

"Where are you going?" Minerva asked.

"It is better you do not know."

"Do you want me to do anything?"

"No, just don't go wondering the castle many of those scum would love to see you at night." She nodded.

"Will you lock the door please?" He nodded the door was locked as he left.

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