A/N: Read at your own discretion! The chapter below has a sex scene but not overly detailed because it's in first person POV and she's in just shock. So yeah. That's my excuse.

Disclaimer: Don't Own HP, the Concepts from FMA and Naruto.

Two: Retrograde

March 1960

Two years ago on my birthday, I had condemned myself to this place. The only contact with another being was him. I wasn't trusted around others, owl's as a form of contact was a no-no since I could easily get the owl to send letters to others to get someone to rescue me. Voldie took my words literally and had me live in a tower surrounded by a valley of cliffs and a small dense forest.

All I had was a bed, a pathetically stuffed cot, a ruddy work table, loads of paper, empty journals to fill with 'knowledge', a small pantry that would hold my food rations for the month, a tiny workspace kitchen, a small bathroom with magicked plumbing (thank the gods for that). Along the walls of my residence were shelves of books Voldie supplied me so that my "work" sounded legit and easy for him to understand because let's face it, my first pieces of work he burned and crucio'ed me for not being clearly written.

In the first two years I had supplied him with some of my 'knowledge'. Most of my knowledge of different types of magick was knowledge I had from reading supernatural books, manga and watching anime. I had rolled on the ground laughing after Voldie demanded I give him all I knew about immortality and alchemy. I didn't laugh to his face of course; I had done it after he had left me in my tower.

I managed to get him what he wanted and with a small stack of alchemic books he supplied me. I pointed him in the direction of Nicholas Flamel. That took me an entire year because let's face it, reading all those alchemy books and understanding the information took longer than he or I expected. Now though I had some base knowledge on the topic.

The second topic he was very interested in was wandless elemental Magic, more like elemental chakra manipulation. I practically bullshitted my way through passable explanations of the chakra system, made diagrams from memory, gave the basics that were covered in the first few manga chapters from Naruto. All the basics took half a year to get in writing. He had found the information fascinating and he noted that it was useful to him as the chakra network was nearly identical to a magical core and it's complex nerve network. He rewarded me with books about divination. Ever since he had probed my mind the first time, he knew a lot of little things about me and it irked me.

I also learned something's about him from watching and being at the receiving end of his reactions. Voldie lived with his emotions on his sleeve despite that he tried to come off as a emotionally balanced leader. I knew better. When he was angry, you'd know because he'd crucio you in an instant. When he was in a good mood, he was very calm, chatty and twisted . If I was lucky, he'd be in a giving mood and reward me with books or chocolate. He was not a patient man so when he grew impatient, anger usually followed, so I tried to stay in his good graces as often as possible.

He was also very full of himself. He had me follow procedure on how to properly address him. I had to fall to my knees in his presence and address him as "My Lord". I thought it was stupid but it seemed to make him feel powerful or something. He was also very weary about Divination and he always made negative comments about it when he provided me with a book about the various forms used in Magical Britain. He had ranted it was all hogwash and true 'seers' were rare and that it shouldn't be taught at Hogwarts.

That was another thing about him. He would rant and rant about the future, about the new order of things and how I would be spared so long as I kept providing him with what he needed from me. In all he'd rant about himself mainly. I never imagined I would know him at that kind of level. It took me 3 years to fully accept everything that was happening, happened.

I sat translating a Japanese tome Voldie had brought me. I had translated the first part of it. My Japanese wasn't as good as it needed to be, so I had to stop translating. The tome so far had surprised me; it was about barriers and seals, it seemed chakra wasn't as fictious in this world as I had thought. I gazed out the window by my worktable and wondered what my place in this world would be. I had long accepted that I was stuck here for good and sadly that I'd probably die at Voldie's hands.

I felt memories fleet before my mind and I forced them away and only one image remained in my mind. I was sitting naked in the middle of the darkness hugging my legs to my chest. This was familiar. This me had short hair, a healthy sunkissed hue, she looked younger and more innocent with a shine in her eyes. The current me was paler, my orange hair hand grown down to my lower back and my eyes were dull. I didn't know when but I had started to sing Unbound by Avenged Sevenfold.

"There's nothing here to take for granted with each breath that we take. The hands of time strip youth from our bodies and we fade, memories remain as time goes on." I finished singing and felt this sincere peace inside me. Singing always did that. I heard a clap behind me that made me jump and become alert to my surroundings. He was here and I had ignored him, I quickly hustled and as procedure dictated, I fell to my knees and bowed my head.

"My Lord." I said trying not to sound afraid. How did I not hear him pop in?

"You were wasting good time and for that I can't be lenient." I closed my eyes tightly and tensed my muscles preparing for his wrath but nothing came. I didn't dare look up. He came close and stopped before me. I awaited and his wand touched my face and with his hand had me look up at him. His red eyes bore into mine. His face over time got paler, he had yet to take up any more snake like features. His looks were fading and yet, a dark part of me found him amazing.

He cast a cruciatus and I fell onto the floor, silently taking the pain. His hold didn't last long. Face down, I panted and tried to control my heart rate. With his foot he rolled me over.

"Now, what progress have you made?" I got up slowly and knelt. Stupid standard procedure.

"My translations were halted. I don't have complete grasp on the language and was only able to translate the first section. It's about seals using ink, magic and in some cases blood to erect barriers, traps and such." I could feel his sudden change in demeanor.

"Excellent. I need to have this translated faster, sooner and have these methods at my disposal." I nodded as he paced back and forth ranting. Something about him wanting to put up complex blood seals all around his base of operations. He needed something that would prevent Dumbledore from breaching his fort.

"I'll need to find you the appropriate books so you can master the language and get this finished. I'll return soon Aurelia. For now, I do believe I can reward you for your services." I was sitting up at this point and kept my head bowed. I think he waved his wand and I didn't feel anything.

"These colors would suit you better."

I heard him pop away. I looked up and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Before me was a stack of green garments. It was a two dark green skirts, a black corset and 2 dark grey blouses. Underneath was a large black cloak. These clothes were finer than the other clothes I had been given before. It was little things like this that made me wonder if he had a heart, but just as the thoughts formed such notions vanished as I recalled all the times he had punished me.

Dec 31st 1964

For the first time in years, I was going outside! That was something to be happy and scared about. I had finished translating the tome a year ago and after that, all my focus had been on designing the strongest wards possible. Voldie hadn't even learned how to work the seals but he was in a rush to get them placed, so I was going to do the brushwork for him since I knew and learned the contents of the scroll and understood the mechanics of brush strokes and the meaning of each character necessary for the wards he wanted. Even though Voldie was taking me, I didn't care. I because I'm going out! I considered this an early birthday treat. Tomorrow I'd turn 25. The pop got my attention and I knelt immediately, I didn't want to be cursed on this damn glorious day.

"Rise Aurelia." I stood and he seemed very happy. He was now much more snake like. Very pale skin, his hair brown hair long but started to fade. His looks were gone now, blurred and ruined by time and dark magic. At this point I assumed he only needed 2 more horcruxes to make his set complete.

"Take my gloved hand." He said disgustedly. I wanted to roll my eyes but didn't dare ruin his mood. I took his hand and then we apparated. It was disorienting and my head and stomach felt queasy. As we landed, I looked up at the Manor that sat on a hill.

"Let's begin." He said with a creepy smile. I nodded and we began, well I began mixing ink with his blood. As I mixed the blood and ink, he ranted off about how this would mark the dawn of his new order. I didn't let him see me roll my eyes.

After some hours I had drawn out four seals one in each direction, North, South, East and West of the large property. I finished the fift and looked at it scrutinizing it to make sure it was correct before giving him the ok. I looked at my handy work then knelt before Voldemort.

"It's ready my lord. You just need to simply get four others, with you here at the middle and at the same time push magick into the seals." I kept my head down and heard Voldie start laughing with joy, I think.

"Happy Birthday to me indeed." He sounded very satisfied. Then he pulled me up and held my hand with his gloved hand.

"Time to return you to the tower." I nodded even though I felt a bit bummed about having to return to my tower. Landing was always disorienting. As we landed he started to rant again. I had long gotten adept at blocking him out and tuning in when he addressed me.

"Aurelia." I heard my name and braced myself for whatever came. He still had his hands gloved and he raised one to my face, he cusped my cheek. There was this satisfied smirk and what happened next shocked me.

"You are fascinating for a muggle. You know your place and you don't fight it, too much." I tensed as his other gloved hand traced my waist. I went rigid at his touch.

"You're thoughts never once on the subject of betraying me. I reward those who serve me. No woman has ever earned this kind of treatment." That last part came off husky and seductive. His hands left me and he silently cast a spell. I didn't dare move but I should have been repulsed by his touch. I didn't register when or how but I did register when he began to thrust fiercely and when his manipulative and deceiving hands began to make me feel good. In that moment nothing mattered.

After he left me, I sat by the window gazing at the dark cloudy skies as it rained. I sadly smiled and then felt this pain in my chest and began to cry. I felt disgusted with myself as I remembered begging for more. I forced myself to stop thinking but the thoughts, the memory replayed over and over again. It was so maddening I couldn't sleep. I dreaded each day that passed. I didn't know when he'd visit but when he did, he'd probably tease me cruelly.

"Death is better than this. This is not living. Am I going to waste my life being his slave? Damned to be damaged over and over again?" I questioned loudly and looked down from where I sat at the window. The fall didn't look so bad.

'Don't you dare think that, if he sees the fleeting thought of running away even if it's just small, you're going to die.' My inner conscience argued.

"I'm dead anyways, I already thought it." I wiped away the tears and stood up. Before I got to jump lighting struck just a few feet in the distance hitting a bird or something because that something was incoming and red came straight at me and collided with me. I tried to hold onto the ledge but I fell backward into the tower as the red bird was on me. The bird burst into flames, burning my skin and as I caught fire, everything else around me did too. Flames licked the wooden floors and everything in the room. It hurt worse than the cruciatus because I felt my skin burn away. I could smell my flesh burn, and then my eyes, the pain was horrible and then I felt nothing.

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"THAT FILTHY MUGGLE BITCH!" Voldemort roared. He broke everything in Riddle Manor. He had gone to visit Aurelia. She had been loyal for years and knew her place and accepted it. Today he thought it would be a good day to visit. He had given her a good birthday gift in his opinion. Not something he gave away so carelessly. Today she was going to get another session since her work was perfect. Riddle Manor was now impenetrable. However, when he had arrived, the entire tower was scorched. How she managed to set all her years work aflame was beyond him. Worse was that she dared take the coward's way out! Her charred outlined body was on the tower floor and ashes and pieces of bone were there. Frustrated, he apparated away to a small muggle village to get his anger out of the way. Children and women would pay for her insubordination. Muggles were deceptive, filthy creatures that didn't deserve an ounce of his mercy, especially the women.

A/N: Things can never end well when you're Voldie's Prisoner. Next Chapter should be up in a bit. Please leave your thoughts and comments below.