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Voldermort paced his rooms. It had been close to a month now since Tania had fled him. He had followed her each time she Apperated, only to have her run before he could get two words in. Now she had truly vanished. He couldn't sense her at all.

He had searched all the places he could think of that she might go, Draco's House, her House, the Cromwell's, as well as places like the inn at Knockturn Alley and some of the safe houses for the Death Eaters. She was nowhere to be found, and he couldn't ask Draco or Justin or Hunter who knew her better in this time, because that would be admitting that something was wrong, and that couldn't be allowed.

In desperation, he moved to her workroom, searching for something that might give him an idea. He had almost given up and left, when his eye caught sight of a piece of green cloth. He pulled it free. It was her Slytherin blazer. Slytherin! What if she had fled back to Hogwarts?

Slytherin had been her place of safety for several years. With the new school year started, Slytherin would be mostly empty, except for a new group of First Years. She could easily avoid them. He set down the blazer and Apperated to the edge of the grounds, since no one could Apperate onto the grounds.

He pulled his cloak up and silently made his way into the school. Since it was the middle of the day, all the students were in class. Voldermort swiftly made his way to the dungeons and the Slytherin Common Room.

"Well, hello, Master Tom." the portrait said, recognizing him. "Haven't seen you in many years." Voldermort grinned. That fool of a Headmaster had never changed the guard to Common Room.

"It has been many years. I need access to Common Room." he replied. The painting swung open without another word. He climbed in and quickly searched the Room, looking for any signs of Tania. There were none. If she had been here, she was gone now. He slowly made his way back out to the hall.

"Aw, why the long face, Master Tom? Is there anything I can do?" the painting asked as Voldermort emerged.

"You haven't seen a girl with a silver and green witch's lock and green eyes, have you?" he asked.

The painting nodded. "You mean Mistress Tania, don't you? Yes, she comes by sometimes. I don't know where she's been, but Professor Snape would have been annoyed, had he seen the state of her robes. Always soaked in water, the bottom three or four inches. She looks so upset, though, that I cannot bear to scold her for it."

Water? She was always wet? It came to him, The Chamber of Secrets!! She was there. No wonder he couldn't sense her anymore, the Chamber was well protected from anyone finding it. Voldermort ran off, making it to the Girls' Bathroom in record time.

He ducked inside and paused. She couldn't be in the Chamber. She was no Parsaltongue. She couldn't open it. Wait a minute, this was Tani he was thinking about. There were potions that could make you a temporary Parsaltongue. He commanded the Chamber open, slid down, then ran the length of the tunnel. He finally made it into the main room. He stopped short.

The Chamber looked as it did when they had lived here. There was a table, chairs, and a bed. There were some new additions to the Chamber, too. There were shelves filled with books and potions and stacks of boxes were everywhere. Tania was kneeling in the water, facing the Head of Salazar Slytherin. She held her head in her hands, and he could see her shoulders shaking in sobs.

He silently walked over to her and pulled her into a hug, stroking her hair. For several moments, she let him, until he tightened his grip a little. He eyes flew open and she wrenched herself away from him.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Tani." he said, quietly. She said nothing. He tried again.

"I know things are different from what they were. We can work on that. I still love you and I know you love me. We can fix everything else." he took a step toward her. She backed up, bumping into the bed.

She grabbed a pillow and held it against her chest. It was an old pillow, water stained and fading. Somehow it must have been left here after they had no longer used this room. It was the pattern of the Common Room pillows from his days at Hogwarts.

"It's not fair." she whispered.

"Hey! That's not fair, Tom! Now it's two against one!" Tania laughingly protested as she swung her pillow at his head. He ducked and hissed. The Basilisk chucked a pillow at her as he swung his own. She was hit twice. She collapsed on the bed, in mock pain. He jumped onto the bed, landing next to her. He kissed her.

"Since when do I play fair? Fair is for Gryffindors." he said, softly. She grinned and smacked him with her pillow, rolling away from him and onto her feet. He growled and followed as she ran down the hall into the tunnels, her laughter taunting him.

Tom moved to sit next to her. He didn't touch her.

"Fair is for Gryffindors, Tani." he said. She looked up at him, startled. A half smile appeared as she remembered the memories he had just relived. She touched his face briefly.

"I miss you, Tom. Why do you hide from me?" she asked. He took her hand, holding it so she could pull away if she wanted.

"Tom is here, Tani. He is always here, but has been hidden for decades. I still look young, but I have changed, Tani." he stroked her hand with his thumb.

"I know that and I try to understand, but you keep shutting me out. Outside our rooms, whenever you talk to me, I feel like you are humoring me instead of listening. I used to be your partner in everything, now I just feel like I'm a plaything for you." Tears formed in her eyes. He wiped them away.

"A Plaything? Never. You are much more than that. You are brilliant and beautiful. Why would I waste such talent and only use you as a plaything?" He put an arm around her shoulders. She leaned into him.

"Oh, Tom, when it's just the two of us, like this, everything is fine. Do we have to go back out to the world?" Her voice held a hint of pleading. He kissed the top of her head.

"If we stay here, our dreams will never be reality and our followers will be hunted and killed. Tell me what's wrong. You have my full attention." She stood and faced him, looking like she was giving a school report. Tom had to hide a smile.

"You don't listen to me, not really. You appear to and if I didn't know you like I do, I'd think you were listening. You hear and then make your own decisions without even considering what I said. You don't think of me as your equal anymore. In your tone of voice and mannerisms, you treat me like I'm someone to placate, not someone to work with."

"You don't accept Draco, Hunter, and Justin. They were my Ruling Council. For a year they have been apart of planning, plotting, and have lead attacks. Now you treat them like children. You don't try to cultivate their loyalty. Yes, they are loyal because I am, but you need to make them want to be loyal to you without me. I know that I haven't been working on that, either, but you should be too. They want to be loyal, but need a reason. I have so much knowledge and so many ideas, but you never let me teach you and you never teach me." She pointed to the shelves and boxes.

"I have been gathering and creating spells and potions and charms for a year. Don't you want to know what I do? I want to learn what you have learned in the decades we've been apart. And that doesn't include what happened the day I left." she stopped speaking and stood there, waiting for him. He stood and placed a hand on each of her shoulders.

"Tani, I have been alone for decades. There is only one person in the world who is my equal, you, and I had only 8 months with you. Everyone else, I must appear to listen to, to keep their loyalty, but there has never been any point in really paying attention. I do value what you say and think. I always have."

"You are my equal, never think otherwise. You have the strength, power, cunning, and dream that I do. We just have to fall back into step with each other. I will add Draco, Hunter, and Justin to the Council and see for myself their skills. As for this wealth of knowledge you have here, I never knew about it. Of course I want to know what you've come up with and I have every intention of sharing my knowledge with you. It's only been three months since we were reunited. Have this all brought to the Manor and we'll begin. And the day you left, I was furious at something else and misplaced the anger." He pulled her to him, willing her to understand.

"I always think about what you tell me." he whispered. He heard her chuckle.

"I forgive you, Tom." she said. "But if you do something like that again, I'll make you regret it."

He chuckled. "I have no doubt you will. Now, why don't we leave this place before Dumbledore finds us. We can stop in Knockturn Alley if you want. There is something there I want to show you." She pulled back.

"Alright, Tom, let me get ready." She pulled out her wand and motioned to the shelves, boxes, and furniture and they one by one, disappeared. Then she rejoined Tom.

"After you, My Lord." she said. He laughed and took her hand and they left the Chamber. They had made it to the Main Hall before encountering trouble. Dumbledore and a group of Aurors were waiting for them.

"That's as far as you go." One stepped forward. Tom laughed.

"Really? You think you can stop us?" He looked over the large group. "All of you against the two of us? That hardly seems fair. What do you think, Tani?" She chuckled.

"I think fair is for Gryffindors, Tom. I don't feel like being captured."

He kissed her temple. "Then you shall not be." Both of them pulled out their wands and started blasting the Aurors. It was a piece of cake. Soon they were out of the school and running across the lawn, the Aurors running behind them. Tom and Tania, laughing, made it to the edge of the grounds. They faced Dumbledore. Tania saluted him. "Another time, Old Man, another time." They Apperated and were gone.

Tania walked down the gold hallway to the Throne Room. She was dressed in a beautiful gown of Slytherin green, made of the best cloth, and dripping in jewels. A tiara was woven in her hair. It had been a long five years, but it was all over now.

Last night, she had watched as Draco had married another pureblood, Nicole Bellmonte. She was glad that he had found someone, though she knew he would always put her first. In truth, she knew that if Tom had not come back, she would have turned to Draco.

She made it to the huge doors that opened to the Throne Room. Two Slytherins bowed and held them open. She entered the room and walked toward the other end where Tom waited. He, too, was dressed in Slytherin green, with a Death Mark embroidered on his left breast. He had a crown of gold on his head. He grinned and walked down the four steps from the Thrones to the floor. He held out a hand for her and bowed over her hand as she did so. He led her back to the thrones and helped her sit down.

"Bring in the prisoners! "he commanded. "It is time to end this." He sat down and waited as the Main doors swung open and four figures were dragged in. They were forced down to the other end of the room and made to kneel before her and Tom.

"Well, well, so it has come to this. Albus Dumbledore. Harry Potter. Ronald Weasley. Hermione Granger. You have lost. The world is ours. Both the Wizarding World and the Muggle World bow at our feet. I do hope you have enjoyed your stay at Azkaban. It is such a charming place, is it not?" Harry spat at Tom.

"Now that wasn't very nice, Harry, after everything you and I have been though. Tani, be a darling and activate the first spell." Tom leaned back to enjoy the show. Tania casually pulled her wand from her sleeve and pointed it at the group.

"Karaday." she said. All four screamed as the first potion activated in their bodies. They writhed on the floor, blood trickling from their mouths. After an twenty minutes, the screaming stopped. The only sound was the ragged breathing of the prisoners as they tried to recover from the onslaught.

Tom slowly, mockingly, clapped. "Beautiful, my dear, simply beautiful. What do you have planned next?"

She twirled her wand in her fingers. "You'll just have to wait and see. Gredty Feta." The prisoners started trembling violently. Soon, cuts burst open on their skin. Blue liquid started oozing out of the cuts, leaving burns behind where ever it touched. The screaming resumed.

"Helt Brana" she said. The liquid increased and turned purple. It started eating away at their clothes and one could only imagine what it was doing to their skin. This lasted for another twenty minutes, before ending. All the Slytherins were laughing. This was great sport, finally seeing the end of their enemies. Tania looked at Tom.

"May I finish, My Lord?" she asked.

He smiled and motioned with his hand. "Be my guest, my dear. I have made you wait long enough to see the results of your masterpiece." She stood and walked down three of the four steps, being careful not to get anything on her dress. Harry looked up at her.

"Please!" he whispered. "End this!" She smiled down at him.

"Don't worry, Harry, I will. Say hello to James and Sirius for me, alright?" She pointed her wand and spoke once more.

"Terrus Maximus." The screaming continued, but this wasn't in pain, but in fear. All of them were reliving all of their worst fears and terrors. Tania slowly rejoined Tom, who help out a hand to assist her back into her seat. They enjoyed the terror on the faces of their victims. It was all too soon that the screaming stopped and their prisoners were staring at nothing.

Tania stood again. "They are dead, literally scared to death. That worked better than I intended."

Tom moved to her side. "Such genius, you have my dear. Remove the bodies," he ordered. "So ends the resistance. All of this world bows before us. Welcome to our New Era." The Slytherin's cheered.

"Hail Slytherin's Children!" they shouted, now referring to both Tania and Tom. Tania grinned. They left the hall, her arm in Tom's. The world was now theirs and they could re-make it into whatever they wanted.

Finis