"Ah, Draco," Snape said.
"Severus," Draco replied as he courteously inclined his head in a half bow. "My I ask what you are doing here?"
"I was looking for our Lord. I'm afraid Dumbledore has taken notice of Miss Granger's absence and I need to find out what exactly he has done with her and how much damage control I have to get done."
"Well, I'm afraid there will be quite a bit of damage control…"
"He… he killed her?"
"Oh god no! You don't know yet?"
"Know what?" Snape looked incredibly puzzled.
"I thought you were at the gathering last night," Draco said.
"No, there was another meeting I had to attend. I flooed the Dark Lord and let him know I couldn't make it," Snape stated. "Now, what did I miss?"
"It's no long Miss Granger." The look of puzzlement seemed to intensify. "She is now Lady Desdemona Hermione Riddle Voldemort, daughter of our great Lord Voldemort." Draco had never thought it possible, but Snape's face paled.
"Wha, what?"
"That's right. It seems that Harry Potter's little 'Mudblood' friend is the long lost daughter of the Dark Lord, and heiress to his fortune and throne."
"You must be joking."
"No, sorry to say I'm not."
"That's means your not the heir anymore…" Draco simply nodded. "And your plans…"
"Lets discuss this back at Hogwarts," Draco said to his mentor. "Where it's a bit more private." Not to everyone's knowledge, Snape and Draco were amazingly close. There really wasn't a thing Draco couldn't tell Snape, nor Snape Draco. Draco even knew of Snape's position as a spy for the Ministry. His loyalties were a bit confusing. Draco's loyalties lay upon himself, and what he would eventually become…
"Yes, yes, of course. Now, where is our Lord?" Snape asked.
"He should be with my father, discussing a bit of business. I'm sure if we wander around for a few minutes we will find them." Snape nodded.
"And Grang…. The Lady, where is she?"
"She went back to her room, right before you came."
"How is she?"
"I'm afraid I don't believe she's doing very well…" Snape raised an eyebrow. "Oh no, the Lord treats her very well. She's lonely and confused. And she has…" Draco sighed. "I'll tell you tomorrow at Hogwarts. Tomorrow is Monday, isn't it?" Snape nodded again and they set out to find the Lord.
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"Lucius, I know I've already told you how much I enjoy that Desdemona and Draco seem to get along," Voldemort said.
"Yes my Lord, you have," Lucius replied.
"And you already know I must find my daughter a suitable husband."
"Yes my Lord," Lucius nodded.
"I would like for Draco to marry Desdemona."
"I'm honored my Lord."
"Draco is an excellent leader. You've trained him well."
"Thank you my Lord. Leadership is simply a Malfoy family trait."
"Of course. Upon their marriage, we would combine the Malfoy and Voldemort fortunes, and estates. Together, that would be well over a third of all of the wizarding world's land, and I know over half of all the wizarding world's money. But lets keep this discussion between us for now. We can't have this knowledge ruin the development of their relationship." It was impossible to tell whether the smirk on Voldemort's face, or on Lucius' face was bigger.
"Severus," Draco replied as he courteously inclined his head in a half bow. "My I ask what you are doing here?"
"I was looking for our Lord. I'm afraid Dumbledore has taken notice of Miss Granger's absence and I need to find out what exactly he has done with her and how much damage control I have to get done."
"Well, I'm afraid there will be quite a bit of damage control…"
"He… he killed her?"
"Oh god no! You don't know yet?"
"Know what?" Snape looked incredibly puzzled.
"I thought you were at the gathering last night," Draco said.
"No, there was another meeting I had to attend. I flooed the Dark Lord and let him know I couldn't make it," Snape stated. "Now, what did I miss?"
"It's no long Miss Granger." The look of puzzlement seemed to intensify. "She is now Lady Desdemona Hermione Riddle Voldemort, daughter of our great Lord Voldemort." Draco had never thought it possible, but Snape's face paled.
"Wha, what?"
"That's right. It seems that Harry Potter's little 'Mudblood' friend is the long lost daughter of the Dark Lord, and heiress to his fortune and throne."
"You must be joking."
"No, sorry to say I'm not."
"That's means your not the heir anymore…" Draco simply nodded. "And your plans…"
"Lets discuss this back at Hogwarts," Draco said to his mentor. "Where it's a bit more private." Not to everyone's knowledge, Snape and Draco were amazingly close. There really wasn't a thing Draco couldn't tell Snape, nor Snape Draco. Draco even knew of Snape's position as a spy for the Ministry. His loyalties were a bit confusing. Draco's loyalties lay upon himself, and what he would eventually become…
"Yes, yes, of course. Now, where is our Lord?" Snape asked.
"He should be with my father, discussing a bit of business. I'm sure if we wander around for a few minutes we will find them." Snape nodded.
"And Grang…. The Lady, where is she?"
"She went back to her room, right before you came."
"How is she?"
"I'm afraid I don't believe she's doing very well…" Snape raised an eyebrow. "Oh no, the Lord treats her very well. She's lonely and confused. And she has…" Draco sighed. "I'll tell you tomorrow at Hogwarts. Tomorrow is Monday, isn't it?" Snape nodded again and they set out to find the Lord.
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"Lucius, I know I've already told you how much I enjoy that Desdemona and Draco seem to get along," Voldemort said.
"Yes my Lord, you have," Lucius replied.
"And you already know I must find my daughter a suitable husband."
"Yes my Lord," Lucius nodded.
"I would like for Draco to marry Desdemona."
"I'm honored my Lord."
"Draco is an excellent leader. You've trained him well."
"Thank you my Lord. Leadership is simply a Malfoy family trait."
"Of course. Upon their marriage, we would combine the Malfoy and Voldemort fortunes, and estates. Together, that would be well over a third of all of the wizarding world's land, and I know over half of all the wizarding world's money. But lets keep this discussion between us for now. We can't have this knowledge ruin the development of their relationship." It was impossible to tell whether the smirk on Voldemort's face, or on Lucius' face was bigger.