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A Love to Last Through the Ages

The girl's long straight black hair flowed behind her as her four inch stilettos clicked against the hard marble floors. Her name was Lady Ambika Orenda; she was a Death Eater, one of the strongest and most powerful Death Eaters in Voldemort's elite.

Leather was her fabric of choice, the texture, the smell, and the tight feel of it against her skin, it made her feel and look dark. She was a terrible beauty, all feared and desired her. This Lady Orenda only looked a little over sixteen she was truly nearing her seven hundred-forty-fourth year.

Ambika was not someone to trifle with; her body wasn't just used as a weapon for the Dark Lord but also as an object of pleasure. She was defiantly not pure, in more ways then one. She never went a night without someone in her bed, for the last five months it had been a young man she called Julian, he was very hansom. He had straight shoulder length platinum blonde hair that he always had pulled back with a black tie at the nape of his neck. Julian's blue eyes would always seek her out in a room, calling her to his side.

Ambika reached the end of the hall and shoved the double doors open then taking long strides over to the mahogany desk quickly sat in a chair and crossed her legs, 'You sent for me my lord?' She wouldn't scrape or bow to Voldemort, it was below her. Unlike many of her fellow Death Eaters she did not fear the Dark Lord. She did not fear him or his name. She never put on an act because she knew he would see through it, she held him in the highest esteem. Which was fortunate for him, Ambika had a dark power with in her that was stronger then even the Dark Lord's.

The dark elegant figure at the desk set down a large book and leaned forward into the light, he was no longer the twisted form he had been last year, he looked just as he had in his years at Hogwarts, thanks largely to Ambika, her ability to heal was truly amazing. Voldemort straightened up, 'Yes Ambika, I trust that your term went well?' She nodded, 'Very well my Lord, with Sirius dead it won't be to long before Potter's death, then Dumbledore will fall shortly after assuring your leadership for the rest of your years.'

Voldemort smiled, 'To rule would be a great thing it would ensure the purity of our race, no more filthy mudbloods or half-bloods around, perfection.'

Ambika smiled, 'Do what you will with your time here my Lord, but it sounds very lonely, do you not wish to take a queen to be at your side?' Voldemort shook his head, 'I do not need a queen they cause complications. Besides I don't know if I want to spend the rest of my life with one woman.' Ambika laughed, 'You will feel different my lord when you are older when you have seen what I have love is a rare and beautiful thing, it should be cherished,' She sighed.

'Oh well I see my lecture has fallen on deaf ears, of course you would prefer to sleep with anyone who comes along.' She smiled seductively and Voldemort smiled back, 'You know me to well Hermione, far to well.'

She winced, 'How many times must I plead with you my Lord not to call me that name? You may not like who answers.' Voldemort's expression darkened, 'Watch your tongue girl you have seen what happens to those who do not show the proper respect.'

Ambika stood her glare so cold it would've made ice seem fiery hot, 'I have been in the ranks of the Death Eaters long enough to know what happens to the few fools who would dare such a thing. But the question is,' She took a step towards him, 'Do you know what I do to those who disrespect me?' She playfully cocked her head to the right her demeanor still icy, and slowly approached his chair, 'It is far worse than torture, it is beyond pain what I could do to you,' she smirked leaning over her face inches away from her own, her hands on his arm rests, 'Would be far worse then death itself. I may be one of your Death Eater's my Lord, but you are merely my pawn. One at this moment I wouldn't lament being rid of.'

Ambika stood back up and smiled slightly, 'But luckily for you I know where true power lies, and does not lie with Dumbledore and his band of do-gooders, I will not allow it.' She walked back over to her chair and sat back down exactly as she did before.

'The chips are in your favor my lord for you have both Julian and myself on your side. And soon you will have our child.' Voldemort stood up from his seat anger flashed across his now hansom features but only briefly he stood and walked over to a map on the opposite wall, 'I am very sorry my dear I fear I'm still rather quick to anger, will you forgive me?' She smiled still seated unmoving, 'Of course my lord, I could never stay mad for long. My beloved always finds that humorous. Speaking of, have I ever told you that I thought at first that Potter might have been Julian? How different my path in this life would've been if he had been. The only reason I'm here is because of Julian, I would follow him to very depths of hell as long as we could be together, and he would the same for me.'

Voldemort's eyes were dark yet again, 'Indeed, I would never have had the pleasure of making your acquaintance, and I'd still be a deformed creature, I do prefer this form better.' Ambika stood yet again she slowly walked towards the odd map. It showed the current position of every Death Eater, it was an ingenious item. 'Yes well I've always had a gift for healing; consider it a show of good faith from both Julian and myself. It was foretold that we would have a child, Julian and I, and that child would decide the fate of many, we could never conceive before though we had tried many times. Why now, why this time, why this place, why these two bodies? So may questions and yet no answers.'

She stared at Julian's position on the map he was a Malfoy Manor with his parents, 'Speaking of the child, how have Lucius and Narcissa taken the news?' She smiled, 'We will soon find out My Lord he's telling them the good news as we speak, I imagine they'll be as pleased as they could be. I still look like the enemy to them so they aren't quick to trust me and I'm sure it's odd to find they're son in love with the one thing they hate the most.'

Ambika smiled knowingly and Voldemort turned to her, 'I've been meaning to ask you about that, why is it you take on the form of a mudblood?' Ambika smiled, 'She is not a mudblood.' Voldemort rolled his eyes, 'Fine how is it that you take on the form of a muggleborn?' She rolled her eyes and sighed, 'I have no problem with the term mudblood my Lord she's a pure-blood witch, I cannot survive in a muggleborn body, or a muggle. It would kill the body instantly.'

Voldemort became curious, 'Granger is a pureblood? How is that possible? I thought she was enrolled at Hogwarts as a muggleborn?' Ambika smiled, 'I've done some research on this my lord have you ever heard of the Banvard's?'

Voldemort sighed as the name reminded him of a time just before his rise to power, 'I know of them, they were one of the first families to be killed for refusing to join me.'

Ambika walked around the room as if she was completely bored, every once in a while picking up some object that caught her eye, 'Do you remember by any chance remember who you sent to perform this task for you?'

Voldemort walked back to his chair, 'I don't suppose we'll be getting to the point anytime soon my lady?'

She turned to face him her eyes gleaming with knowledge waiting to be shared, 'You, my lord need to work on your patience. Severus Snape, Fredrik Blusterers, and McKenzie Reyes I believe were the Death Eaters you sent to remove them? Is that right?'

He nodded, 'That is correct, Reyes and Blusterers died, only Snape returned he said that they had several advanced security spells set up.'

Ambika smiled as she turned away and pulled an old green leather bound book off of one of the book shelves and placed it on Voldemort's desk, 'Yes speaking of Snape, his younger sister,' she opened the book and leafed through it's pages stopping at a family tree labeled Snape. Ambika ran her fingers down the long page then smiling triumphantly turned the book so the Dark Lord could read it, 'Emily Gabriella Snape married Gregory Paul Banvard. Now the reason you wanted the Banvard's is because of they're known power in the Magical world. Not only they're influence but they're magical abilities as well-'

'I hate to interrupt such a wonderful illustration of the past but how is this important?'

Ambika looked up from the old book and looked into Voldemort's eyes, 'Do you honestly think that all of your followers are loyal only unto you? The only mind I have not been able to penetrate is Severus's. He is very skilled in occlumency; I wonder what is it that he has to hide from his Lord. Do you mind if I return to my previous explanation?'

Voldemort motioned for her to continue and she glanced back down at the book one last time before returning to her seat, 'Thank you, I believe that the Banvard's were not destroyed, the only ones that were killed that night were two Death Eaters by one of they're own. I think that Severus killed both Reyes and Blusterers, and then proceeded to help his sister, brother-in-law, and niece to safety. I believe that Emily, Gregory, and Hermione Granger are really the Banvard's.'

TBC…

A/N: I know it's really confusing but I swear keep reading it will make sense eventually! Thanks please review!