Hey! Oh my God! You not believe the week(s) I have been having!! It has been hectic at school and I had to do research stuff all last week. Everyone is busy because the end of the year is coming weeeee! I'm excited because then I'll have free time and plus my birthday is on the last day of school. Anyway here is the story and I'm sorry to leave all my faithful fans waiting! There will be way more VoldemortxAngelina but the add-in with Harry, Ron, Hermione, etc shows what's happening on both sides. All right this is another chapter involving Voldemort and Angelina! I love you please R&R! There is small scene, very small in this chapter.

Disclaimer- I own nothing but my made-ups J.K. Rowling is the creator of Voldemort, Harry, Ron, Draco, Hermione, etc. I am the creator of this plot and Angelina, and the rest of my made-ups if I add any.

Chapter 4- A Dream, and asking to Write a Letter

His hands traveled down her body bringing shivers of pure pleasure running through her whole body. "Tom," she moaned before his lips descended onto hers in a passionate kiss. Tom drank in her moan as a groan escape his own mouth and entered into hers. Her hands ran along his bare back as he moved his lips from hers and trailed down to her soft neck.

"Angel, Angel, Angel...I knew you couldn't resist me forever," Tom taunt as he traveled even lower and took a nipple of her breast into his mouth; sucking and biting it which made her emit gasps and low moans. Hearing those noises coming out of her made a small smirk form at the edge of his lips and he slipped a finger into her already wet...

Angel suddenly awoke with a start. She was breathing heavily and her brow was drenched in sweat. What in the world? she thought as her dream flashed back to her in bits and pieces. She never had such an intimate dream in her life it actually made her feel dirty. Angel had always been the one who never looked into romance of course she did have dreams about guys she liked but she never knew anyone by the name of Tom. The light from the sun shown in through the curtains of the bedroom signally that it was morning, and probably close to breakfast time. "This is all very strange," she said finally speaking out loud.

"What is, my dear?" a cold voice asked making her turn to the speaker and seeing Voldemort looking at her with an interesting look on his face; as though he was curious about what had happened.

"Oh nothing...Had a nightmare," she lied which made a smile slowly form on Voldemort's lips.

"You know I know that you're lying, my dear. Now come tell me," he said as he took a step forward, and the made her insides boil.

"It is none of your concerns what I dreamt about, Lord Voldemort! Besides, I will not be repeating it to anyone especially to the likes of you," she lashed out at him with those words and stood up to her full height which really couldn't do any damage what so ever.

"You'd do better to hold your tongue, Miss Potter," now it was his turn to get angry and revert to the boundary between them by saying 'Miss Potter' instead of 'my dear' or 'Angel'.

"Well, you'd do better to mind your business!" she yelled back and before she knew it she was on the ground twitching in pain and it felt as though her whole body was going to be ripped in two. Just as quickly as it came it was gone, and she felt tears of shame and hurt beginning to form in her eyes.

"That should teach-," Voldemort said but soon he stopped when he saw the look on her face. It was such sadness and broken pride written all over it that he couldn't help but be shocked by it.

"Are you happy now? Not only have you taken me away from my family and friends but have hurt my pride as well! Especially now that you can see my tears!" she yelled as she felt the tears break lose from her eyes at last. She gave a few sobs before it grew quiet. She had placed her face in her hands and her shoulders shook showing she was still crying; she had reverted to silent sobs.

"Stop this! Stop your crying at once girl!" Voldemort yelled her sobs enraging him but also somehow touching him in a manner in which he should not be feeling; especially for this Potter girl! She gave a choke before looking up at him and drying her eyes; though she still looked like she was about to start right back up again. "It is time for breakfast go wash up, get into decent clothes, and come down. Today we start your lesson." With that said and done Voldemort turned with a swish of his cloak and left the room

A good fifteen minutes later Angel walked down wearing a navy blue cloak around her and jeans and a T-shirt. She sat down at the table without giving one glance to Voldemort as she began to eat her breakfast. Voldemort watched this girl wondering how complicated she is even her thoughts baffled him at times. "May I ask you something?" her voice said snapping him out of his thoughts and looked right up at her face; though she still wasn't looking at him.

"You may, yes," Voldemort said with a nod and soon she turned her gaze up to him.

"Am I allowed to write a letter to Harry?" she asked which made Voldemort stand up out of his chair.

"What?! No absolutely not! I will not have you conversing to Harry while you are my captive!" Voldemort said furiously and that made her stand up also.

"He's the only family I've got no thanks to you! The least you can do is let me keep in contact with him! He's probably worried sick enough as it is and probably has guessed since I wasn't found dead on the battle field that you or one of your Death Eaters captured me!" she responded back quickly.

"Why you incompetent little girl!" Voldemort said as he grabbed her by the wrist and began to drag her down the hall, "You'll soon learn your place here even if it means I have to break you in any way, shape, or form!" As hard as she might she couldn't break free from his grasp, and soon her eyes widen in horror when he heard what he said.

"No! You wouldn't! That's sooo wrong!" she said now becoming a bit frightened and horrified, "That's rape! Assault! You're breaking the law!"

"If it means you'll hold your tongue and none of the Unforgivable Curses will work on you then so be it!" Voldemort said as he dragged her into a dimly lit room and shut the door behind him. "I think I'm going to enjoy watching." Angel looked at him as though she was going to vomit. He's...He's going to let someone else violate my body?! God, this is so sick! I just want to die right here and now, she thought trying to figure out what to do so she doesn't get raped or assaulted by any of Voldemort's Death Eaters.

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