A/N: AUGH! NO MORE TESTS! Honestly, I thought I was gonna explode!

Chapter 9- Conversation

Draco Malfoy stared furiously at the man, thing, who was making his life a living hell. Stupid bugger. I swear, he has the I.Q. of a flea. Fiona could beat him in a duel.

"How dare you insult me…" it whispered, reaching one of its long, thin fingers towards its wand. Draco rolled his eyes, exasperated.

"Really, if you must torture me, do it now. I hate the anticipation," he drawled. Voldemort gave him a cold, calculating look, and put down his wand. It was wearing on him, all the Crutacious Curses, and such, not even counting the giant Imperio he had cast minutes ago.

"She thinks you're insane," he hissed softly.

Draco nodded. "I know."

"You don't have a problem with this." Voldemort chuckled. "You trust the Mudblood wench, that she won't cheat on you, her dear, insane husband."

He was trying to get under his skin, and Draco knew it. "She's my wife." he spat. "Just because you've never known true love doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

"Oh yes, of course," it said, grinning as much as it possibly could. "Do you really know what she thought, when she saw you?"

Draco felt his stomach ice over. "I….I don't care. I know she loves me." He held up his hand. "She touched me!"

"Ahhh, yes…" Stupid git. How dare he act like he knows her!

"Mister Malfoy, your dear sensitive wife has been, how do you lot say it, been unfaithful?"

"And how the hell would you know that?" Draco mumbled through clenched teeth.

Voldemort raised his hands. "I was hoping you'd say that."

Draco squinted.

He was sitting on something hard, and there were people all around him. Smelly people. He wrinkled his nose. Didn't these people have showers?

There was a sudden burst of sound, and Draco jumped, looking around. Ahh, yes. Television. The room was brilliantly illuminated in a bluish light, and figured began to appear on the screen. He looked around, and his eyes fell on the couch. It was Hermione…..with Weasley.

"Well that was interesting, wasn't it, Malfoy Jr.?"

"Sod off."

"Do you wish to be left alone?"

"No! Of course not!"

Voldemort snapped his fingers, and a rotating bundle of cloth appeared, floating in the air. "Look familiar?"

Draco's eyes went wide. "Fiona?"

The Dark Lord nodded. "Your stupid wife forgot her."

"You sent her away!" he screamed, trying to run up, but he felt as though his rump was glued to the floor. Voldemort laughed, his eerily high voice almost sounding like a giggle.

"Oh dear, yes. Whatever should happen to poor Fiona?"

"NOTHING if you know what's good for you!"

Draco buried his face in his hands. Voldemort continued to laugh menacingly, flipping the child every once and a while in midair. Her father felt as though his heart was going to burst.

"I know what you're going to do."

Voldemort stopped laughing. "Really. Of course you do, I never thought you were that daft, boy."

"She's next in line. You're doing it to Dumbledore, and you'll do it to her."

"Stupid Dumbledore was never a match for me. And your little girl will give me just enough power."

Draco looked up. "please. Take me instead of her. I have power."

"Little Malfoy, your power is nothing compared to that of your child. Such raw, unharnessed magical energy."

The rolling bundle stopped, then shot towards Draco's waiting arms. Voldemort gasped very slightly as father and daughter stood up.

"Well, well, small one." He pushed them both down with a wave of his hand. "You think you have enough power?"

He clapped, and an old, wrinkled body fell to the ground out of thin air. Voldemort levitated it just enough so that it was at shoulder level, and placed his hands around its neck.

"So be it. if after you I don't have enough power, your child will be taken as well, and your little Mudblood will be left alone. If after you I have enough power," he paused, relishing the moment, "she will go free."

Draco nodded, his head spinning. Voldemort gave him a final glance, then began his work…..

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A/N: SORRY SORRY SORRY I have to go on vacation, so this chapter is short and confusing, and it sucks, but I promise to explain everything when I get back, ok!