Ch. 8

The next morning Lyra Granger-Riddle woke up sore, in places she had no idea that they could hurt. She opened her eyes and glanced over at her husband; who happens to be the Dark Lord, and she found him sleeping peacefully. She had no idea that Dark Lords could look like fallen angels while they slept. She had to smile slightly for she would have never think of him as such, even before he had changed his face, into something more human than before.

When he had opened his eyes; she saw his bright blue eyes, which made her jump a little from her looking at him. It made her feel like she was caught looking for her Christmas presents before Christmas. This had caused her to blush from his amused look.

Tom chuckled, "See something that you like, wife?"

Lyra blushed, "Do Dark Lords have a habit to look like fallen angels as they sleep, because I have never thought of such things before."

Tom openly laughed, "Not that I have known of, nor have I heard people saying such things about Dark Lords. It was always how powerful they are, or how fearful people have become because of the work they have done."

"Question, what is your grand picture that you have for the Wizarding World or for the whole world itself?"

Tom rose up to where he had his head upon his hand and his elbow upon the bed as he looked at her. He looked like he was in deep thought before he spoke, "Well besides killing Harry Potter. My goal is to live forever. Be the next Minister of Magic or even the King of the Wizarding World or even the whole world. I want to see Salazar's work to come to light. I want to rid the world of muggles and muggle-borns."

Lyra frowned, "What about me or Hermione?"

"I gave her to Severus, so that it's up to him if he wants to keep her or not." Lyra knew that Professor Snape would keep her cousin Hermione. "As for you my dear, you are stuck with me. I don't think I would give you up."

She sighed, "That is good to know. I have a thought for you to look into though. If all the purebloods were to bread with one another, they could bread themselves out, to where they are with non magical people within their families, unless they married muggle-borns, half-bloods, or even muggles just to keep the magic flowing through the bloodlines, or the world will not have magic within it."

Tom glared at her, "When do you think this could happen to the purebloods?"

"Well; it's hard to tell, but it could be within a few generations or so. It may not happen in the next three to five generations, but it will happen after that."

Tom fell back upon the bed and groan. "Great. There goes my idea for world domination. So you're saying that Salazar was wrong about what his beliefs were. Then why did he say those things?"

Lyra smiled, "Have you done the history during that time period?" When he shook his head no, she went on to say, "Well it was during the witch trials. He feared that someone who was raised muggle would come to the school and start killing those that their families were unable to do. The Hogwarts founders had done everything they could to save all the witches and wizards during that time, it is one of the reasons that there are schools for the magical people, to help hide from the muggles and not get caught."

Tom growled, "Great, just great. All this time; I have raised an army just for nothing, and I killed all those people for nothing as well. I understand if Potter finds me now and kills me on the spot. Is it too late to reshape my army to become something else?"

Lyra really had to think about what he had said. She knew that he had so many things stacked against him right now; he had fifty two years against him right at the moment. She did not want him going after her cousin's friend, but she also did not want to lose a husband who is showing a much human nature than ever shown before.

"I really can't tell you what to do Tom, but you need to start thinking of ways to figure things out and for the better. Maybe you can write to Professor Dumbledore and/or Harry Potter and start showing your more human side."

Tom sighed, "I will think upon it." He then looked towards her, "I think it's about time that I take you out shopping. I want to show the Wizarding World that I can treat my wife and have her dressed in better clothes than any pureblood alive."

Lyra really hated shopping, but she had an idea. "I will allow, only you do the same with my cousin and have her to come with us."

"I don't think Severus would be happy with me if I did something like that, even after I told him that he could take a few days away from being a Death Eater."

"Then write him, so he can write back and tell you yes or no."

Tom smirked, "You little minx. I like how you think wife."

He then gotten out of the bed, with nothing but skin and made his way to the desk that he had in the bedroom. He brought out a piece of paper and a quill and started writing Severus Snape a letter. Once he was done, he called out for Nagini; who slithered into the room after he used his wand to open the door.

"Go down to Severus and give him this letter. Please wait for his letter."

"Yes, master." With that, a nearly hundred foot long snake made her way out of Lord Voldemort's chambers.

Tom had gotten from his desk and looked upon Lyra. "Come wife; let us shower together, and get ready for the day. Either way; we will be going shopping today, and I want only the best for my wife."

Lyra shyly had climbed out of the bed and made her way into the bathroom with Tom following behind her.