Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING OF HARRY POTTER! Because face it, if I did the story would be about Voldemort and there wouldn't have been a happily ever after for Harry. Then no one would have read it, lol. Love J. K Rolling! :-)
Authors note: I've posted this second Chapter so you can get a real taste of this story. Please review and let me know if you want further chapters.
Ginny sat in the dining room of Riddle Manor, papers spread out before her. She had long since abandoned any resemblance of the bloodtraitors who bore her. Her red hair was now forever to Malfoy Blond. Her eyes had changed to an unearthly grey almost silver color, similar to that mist you see surrounding a haunted spirit. Her pale, freckled skin now unblemished and a smooth pale. She smiled when she thought about how the changes to her appearance took place. It really had been one of the best times of her life. Apart from her wedding night. She truly loved Lucius and Narcissa. Though she could do with out Belatrix. But family was family, she'd tolerate the woman's presence.
The people of her thoughts walked into the room confidently, a trembling Bellatrix following close behind her. Ginny sat at the head of the table, where the Dark Lord sat before the Potter brat killed him. "Why do you interrupt my work?" Ginny spat, glaring at Bellatrix. Even knowing he had taken a wife Bella had still thrown herself at him on a regular basis, ending up on the end of many hexes from Ginny. Bellatrix fidgeted nervously, biting her lip as she set the daily prophet, waiting for Ginny to unleash her wrath. "I do not have time for your childish games, out with it!" She yelled at them, growing ever annoyed. Ginny glanced at the paper that had been put in front of her, visibly growing angrier and angrier as she read. A photograph of her son stared up at her from the page.
"You-Know-Who, gone forever or has he found a new way to rise to power?"
Today, sources within Hogwarts confirm that you-know-who had a child. Thomas Marvolo Riddle III started Hogwarts this week, where he will learn every form of magic the school offers. But, is this a good thing? Do parents really want their children to learn magic with a child who has evil in his blood?
"Then a more important question, why would the child's mother allow him to attend Hogwarts? Surly she'd have known with a father like his that he would be made fun of, picked on, beat up and probably hexed on a daily basis. Children can be cruel, and his father was by far the most evil wizard that ever lived, far surpassing his predecessor Grindewald" One Hogwarts mother said to our office yesterday.
While some parents criticize the child's mother for sending him to school, others say that he is an innocent child, who your parents are does not define who you are or who you will be. In any other normal circumstances most people would agree with that statement. But really, this isn't some corrupt banker's child we're talking about. This is the spawn of You-know-who, the most evil wizard who lived.
We were able to get an exclusive with hero and professor, Harry James Potter. No one can forget what he has done for our world, and now it seems he's doing a little more. He was able to shed a little light on the situation at Hogwarts. "He is an intelligent child, no doubt was given pleanty of schooling before his enrollment. However I do believe we have to be careful. Although he is only a child, you-know-who was also a child once. If you look into his history you can see he was damaged goods before he ever came to Hogwarts, we can only hope that the woman who mothered that foul-evil-gits spawn made him a happy and well adjusted child, who no one needs to be afraid of"
Every child who enters Hogwarts is entered into a book, with every detail you could ever imagine needing to know. Our source inside the school tells us that the child's mother is none other than the former lover of the Wizarding worlds Golden Boy, daughter of Arthur and Molly Weasley. No one in the girls past could shed any light onto why Ginerva went to you-know-who in the first place. One person speculated it's because she was under the affects of the imperious curse. But then, why once he was killed would the curse not break? Why would she keep his bastard child? We can only guess.
Mr. Potters words could not be more true. We only hope we have nothing to fear from this child. Those of us here at the Daily Prophet will keep an eye on this developing story.
~Article by Justin Finch-Letchly. Photograph by Collin Creevy~
"Bellatrix" Ginny said in a dangerous tone, the newspaper clenched so hard in her hands that the parchment tore. "Would you care to explain to me how they knew who I was" she hissed. "Gin, Lucius had no choice but to tell the staff. He could not keep it from them without looking suspicious" Narcissa said in a soothing voice, smoothing over Ginny's hair in an affectionate motion. "I don't know who told the Prophet who you were my Queen" Bellatrix said in a trembling voice, she didn't even notice when Ginny drew her wand. Bellatrix screamed as Ginny threw a cruciatus curse at her, she screamed for a minute until the curse went away, leaving her trembling and whimpering on the floor. If Bellatrix was completely truthful Ginny scared her more than the Dark Lord ever had. Ginny had shown she was a ruthless leader, cold and manipulating.
Ginny hadn't always been as cold as she was now, there used to be some mercy in her eyes. Not much mind you, but she was the one who soothed their lord when a plan did not go accordingly. No one escaped unpunished, but fewer Death Eaters died small mistakes. But that all changed when the final battle ended. That was a night Narcissa wanted so desperately to forget. She watched Ginny suffer horribly and hated seeing her broken like that.
May 2, 1998
They were gathered in a clearing just inside the Forbidden Forrest, their Lord going over their plan once more. His bride standing by his side, cloaked and masked like she always was. No one would have been able to tell her from any other Death Eater, except for the fact she was the only one who would come within a few feet of their master and she was pregnant and expecting any day now. After he finished ordering his minions he turned to her, a softness crossing his features so briefly you would be hard pressed to catch it. It was there and gone so fast, most who did see it were convinced they imagined the whole thing.
The sounds of the approaching battle could be heard in the distance, his lower Death Eaters drawing Hogwarts' attention. He ordered her to go to Riddle Manor and wait for his summon. "My Lord" she said in a respectful but affectionate voice. "I will not leave your side and hide like a coward while you end their ridiculous ideals" she said. No one knew who this masked woman next to their Lord really was, but she was very brave to speak to their Lord like that. Not just speak to him, but defy him.
His next action shocked every Death Eater present. The Dark Lord raised his hand, most thought to strike her for defying him, but instead he put his hand on her masked cheek, holding her attention as they shared some secret, silent, conversation. "I will not have you, or my heir harmed my love" Then as bizarrely as it came the tenderness was gone. "You will do as I say!" He hissed at her. "Bellatrix! Rodophus!" he bellowed, two masked Death Eaters stepping forward. "Take my Queen back to Riddle Manor and do not let her leave till I have summoned all three of you" he commanded "If you are unable to do this simple task it will be your lives." He threatened.
The sprinted forward, grabbing a struggling Ginny. With a sharp crack the aparated her to Riddle Manor, having an easier time getting through the wards with their Queen with them. During the struggle her mask had come of, lost somewhere on the grounds of the forbidden forest. When they opened their eyes both Lestrange's gasped, letting go of her as if she had burned them. "You…" Bella gasped, looking at Ginny in an angry confusion. "The Dark Lord is consorting with a Bloodtraitor?" She almost yelled, looking at her husband, whose eyes were wide with shock. Sure he was surprised at his masters choice, but he wasn't stupid enough to say anything.
Ginny had forgotten that she still had the Wesley glamour on, and was surprised when Bellatrix recognized her. "I" Ginny started, a dangerous look came onto her face. "Am no bloodtraitor." She hissed, drawing her wand, pointing it at Bella's heart. "I am a pureblood of higher standing then you will ever attain" she said, without a pause she yelled "Crucio!" she watched as the woman before her started to scream as she dropped to the floor, convulsing as unimaginable pain. "My Queen, please I beg of you. Have mercy on her" Rodophus begged, kneeling beside his wife. "She was surprised and lost her senses" he pleaded. This seemed to calm her, but only enough to lift the curse.
She sat down on the couch, placing a hand lovingly on her swollen stomach, sighing. With a snap of her fingers a house elf appeared. "Yes Mistress Riddle?" the tiny creature squeaked. "Take Rodophus to a room where he can freshen Bellatrix up. She looked like shit" she mumbled, "And bring me something to eat" with that the little elf scampered off, leading Lucius to one of the guest bathrooms. With another resounding crack she looked up to see Narcissa standing in front of her. "Mama!" She smiled warmly, reaching out to hug the woman. "Sweet child, our Lord sent me here to watch over you, he called Bellatrix and Rodophus back to him, deciding they were not trusted enough to stay with you" Just as Narcissa finished Ginny heard two distinct cracks, signaling the departure of the foul woman and her idiot husband.
They had been at the manor for over an hour, Ginny was sitting in the drawing room eating her snack. Suddenly a sharp pain ripped through her body, her baby's magic going wild in a panic, breaking chairs and windows. Narcissa ran to her, concern written on her face. "Ginevra, are you alright?" she asked in a worried voice, reaching out and feel her Ginny's face. Thankfully she wasn't warm and Narcissa withdrew her hand."Mama, it hurts! The baby is in a panic!" She cried. Instantly Narcissa's mothering instincts kicked in and she rubbed Ginny's back soothingly, knowing not much she could do you help. "You're probably going into labor. I'll grab you a pepper up potion, it'll stop the pain"
Another pain shot through her body, not just from the baby this time. Ginny didn't know how she knew, but she knew she needed to get out of here. She had to get to her love, now.
She waited till Narcissa was out of the room before standing up, the sharp pain ripping through her body again. She spun on her heal, aparating to the edge of Hogwarts grounds, dodging flying curses as she ran. From the loud crack behind her she knew Narcissa was right behind her, judging by the warm sensation she was casting spells at her to protect her. Everyone seemed extra careful not to hit her. The Death Eaters were afraid to hit her because she was wearing Death Eaters robes and was as swollen with child as their Lords wife, they weren't stupid enough to risk it. The light was careful not to hit her because they believed she was on their side, after all, the entire world believed she was The Golden Boys girlfriend.
She reached the precipice of the battle, Voldemort and Harry locked in a blinding light as their spells struggled for dominance. She knew Narcissa had caught her when she felt two arms wrap carefully . "NOOOO!" She screamed in horror, though the sounds of the battle drowned her out. All she could do was stand frozen as she watched the green light from Harry's wand break free, striking Lord Voldemort in the chest. His eyes locked on her as he took his final breath.
Narcissa held Ginny close, holding her back and trying to comfort her. "Papa, go kill Avery and Luskin" Ginny said in a dark voice, a plan forming in her mind before her loves lifeless body hit the ground. Narcissa looked at her questioningly and all Ginny said to her was "They annoy me" she turned to Lucius however, giving him instructions "When they arrest you tell them when our Lord died the imperious curse lifted off you. You saw they were about to attack the Potter brat and you had to protect him." She said "Just don't say it like that" she added dryly.
Before she could issue anymore commands Harry cast Feind Fyre that engulfed Lord Voldemorts body, to make sure he was dead. Narcissa aparated them to Malfoy Manor, knowing Ginny needed a healer so she could deliver the baby. Lord Voldemort's heir would be born before the morning. "Give me your arm!" Ginny said softly to her mother. Once Narcissa extended her arm Ginny pressed her wand to the woman's mark. Ginny was careful to summon everyone to her but Severus. She never trusted him, she knew he was Dumbledore's spy through and through.
Instantly Death Eaters popped into existence in the ballroom of Malfoy Manor. "Our Lord is dead, who has summoned us?" a wave of confusion washed through the whole room, filling the room with panicked whispers. It took a minute before they all seemed to notice Ginny sitting on their Lord's throne. Instantly those who thought she was still a Weasley raised their wands. "You dare raise your wand at your Queen?" She bellowed, as angry magic sparking wildly around the room. Instantly everyone in the room went slack, their arms dangling uselessly by their sides, kneeling before their Queen.
"You!" she snapped at the Death Eater nearest to her who had dared to raise a wand at her. "Name" she demanded, her anger rolling off her in waves that terrified her minions. The fact she was in labor pains was making her even angrier, though from her calmness you couldn't tell she was in pain. "Ma…Malcom Goyle" he trembled, praying she would forgive his foolishness. Ginny recognized that this must be Goyle's father and grinned, an evil sneer fitting of the new Dark Lord. Lord was to masculine. Dark… Empress. Yes, Dark Empress would do nicely. "Most impressive kill?" she asked smoothly, wondering who he thought would impress her.
"George Weasley, Oliver Wood and Pavarti Patil. One spell killed all three" he said with confidence. His Lord would have been pleased that he killed three bloodtraitors. A deadly silence filled the hall as every pair of eyes were glued to their Queen. It took Malcom a second to realize his mistake. His Queen had been a Weasley, why would he think killing her brother was a good thing. He paled, expecting death. A dark grin settled on her lips as she looked down at him from where she sat.
"Three bloodtraitors" she mused "Interesting but not impressive" she said. "Crucio!" She screamed, a long jet of red magic flying at him from her outstretched wand. It was simple to perform such dark curses, all she had to do was think of her hatred for Potter and darkness boiled in her blood. "You ever raise your wand at me again and you'll beg for death. You'll wish I just used a simple Avada Kadavra curse. No, I'll enjoy your death, making it last days or weeks." She chuckled evily. As she was speaking her glamour wore off and her freckled skin turned a creamy pale color, her red hair faded to white blond curls, and her honey brown eyes dissolved into piercing grey.
Now that the whole hall was silent, and suitably afraid of her, she stood up to address everyone. "My husband's death will not be in vein. And it will not go unpunished" she said forcibly, portraying the power of her words. "Potter will pay for what he had done. We will kill him and rid our perfect world of Mudbloods and Bloodtraitors." The hall erupted in cheers. Everyone pleased that they had not lost when their Lord perished. Every person in this room willing to avenge the death of their lord by any means their Queen requested.
"Now, I want every single one of you to go into hiding. Leave England and build a life somewhere else. Put yourself in places of authority and power. Those who are unable to do so should put themselves in a position to find new recruits with the correct ideals and blood status" she said. From looking at Ginny you could not tell her pains were getting more intense and closer together. A calm face surveyed her minions, wondering if her minions could keep themselves from being sent to Azkaban. "If I see any of you in England again, until I summon you, I will drop you where you stand" she said in a threatening voice. "My plan will take years to implement, do not lose faith. You will hear from me again, and we will avenge our Lord" she said. With a wave of her wand a portrait of Voldemort stood proud above his throne, scowling down at all of them. "Yanxey, Malfoy's, Lestrange and Parkinson stay. The rest of you are dismissed. Go home and leave like. You'll be out of England by tonight!" She yelled the last sentence.
Once everyone was gone, except for her inner circle, she slumped back in her throne, letting out a scream of pain. "Mama, take me home, now. Papa, please locate Healer Michael" she said. He wasn't a death eater, but Voldemort had introduced him as a school associate. Ginny called him his friend and all she received were scowls. But Ginny knew what it was, this was one of the few people Voldemort considered his friend. Even if he didn't admit that. "The rest of you will wait at Riddle Manor until I have spoken with you." She hissed through another contraction, her hands protectively on her stomach until she was laid in her bed, the pillow still smelling of her husband.
Two hours went by and nothing could be heard in the Manor except Ginny's screams. Most sounded like pure pain, but others sounded… Different. Though everyone could tell what they were, sobs. Sobs of an emotional pain of losing her mate, her bonded lover. Lucius looked over at Draco, who was sitting in a corner with Pansy, he could not imagine losing his family, his heart was breaking for Ginny.
"I swear to every deity above if you do not bring them here, as soon as my son is no longer inside me I will tear you limb from limb!" Ginny screamed, her voice echoing through the empty halls. "Now!" She screamed again. A terrified looking house elf appeared, pulling everyone out of their thoughts or conversations. "Master Draco, Mistress Pansy" the little creature squeaked. "Mistress demands your presence" The two got up, walking out of the room upstairs.
If Ginny couldn't have her husband here for the birth of their son she'd at least have her best friends in the room with her. It was strange to her when she made the realization that Draco and Pansy were her best friends. She had never really thought about being friends with any one like them when she thought she was obsessed with Harry. Thought looking back on it she wished she had chosen to abandon her family and Harry long ago. This is where she was happy, this is where her home was. People shouldn't be shocked that she switched, it wasn't a far leap from friend of Slytherins to Death Eater, but somehow no one made the connection, they all assumed Ginny would change Malfoy to the light.
Pansy rushed into the room, seeing the person she called her sister laying on the bed in pain. She moved quickly to her side, brushing her hair out of her face. "Shh Gin, it'll be okay. This will be over soon and you'll be able to hold your little boy" she cooed softly at Ginny. Draco stood there awkwardly by the door. "Um. Mum, what should I do…?" he asked his mother, who was assisting Healer Michael. "Give her some of that pepper up potion over on the night stand" the healer was the one to answer him. He did as he was told and soon Ginny was calmer, no longer in as much pain.
Draco held her hand while Pansy smoothed her hair. In all, this was very soothing to Ginny. "One more push Mrs. Riddle and your baby boy would be here" the Healer said as Ginny strained every muscle in her body, collapsing in her own sweat, every ounce of strength leaving her. Draco waved his wand, cleaning everything, giving her another pepper up potion to restore her strength. "Draco… Pans…" she whispered, exhausted. "Will you be his God parents?" she asked, looking at them. "Gin! We'd be honored!" Pansy cried happily, hugging her. Ginny smiled as she was handed her baby boy. The rest of her inner circle were allowed in to meet their new Prince "Welcome to the world me sweet Tom" she cooed, nuzzling her sleeping son. "This is your Auntie Pansy and Uncle Draco. They'll protect you and so will Mommy" none of the people present were surprised by this sudden tenderness, they all knew Ginny how she was without an audience. Just as they knew Tom could be nicer in private, not tender or kind, but nicer. "What's his name?" the healer asked as he filled out the birth certificate. "Thomas Marvolo Riddle III." She said happily, well, at least she still had her Tom with her in one sense. But she'd get him back, and she knew exactly how.