bleedingangel84 | Mouse and Cat

Author:

bleedingangel84

Beta: None

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Angst, Implied Non-con, Language, Dark!fic

Word count: 365

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter or its characters. Please don’t sue me.

Written for:

hogwarts365 Prompt #39- “Without music, life would be a mistake.”; Mary Riddle; Dark

Notes: AU. Dark and angsty fic. I don’t usually write things of this nature. No fluff. Not betaed. Feel free to correct this if you see errors. Definitely not my usual pairing, so if you're squicked by the idea of Harry/Voldemort together, feel free to bypass this one. There's nothing explicit here, so if you're feeling brave, you're welcome to take a chance on this. This is on the list of the top ten things I never expected to write, so feel free to critique it to pieces if you like.

Summary: Harry does what he must when captured by Voldemort.

Mouse and Cat

“Mary Riddle. Such an ordinary name for a common Muggle woman, isn’t it Harry?”

“Shut up, you bastard!”

“Ah-ah-ah, lovely. None of that. You know I own you. As they say, don’t bite the hand that feeds you.”

“I’ll kill you, Tom Riddle! I swear it on my last breath.”

“If you’d agree to join me, Harry, we’d rule like kings.”

“You killed my parents and captured me. I’ll never join you.”

“Pity, Harry. You are quite handsome. I’ve grown fond of you.”

“Fond of me?! I’m a mouse you’re fond of toying with, more like. I don’t believe you for one minute.”

“You wound me, Potter. I’d give you the world if you only stood by my side.”

“You kill anyone who makes you feel. You are evil, and I hate you!”

“So crude, dear Harry. You need more music in your life. Life without music would be a mistake.”

“You stole all the music from my heart the day you murdered my parents. You aren’t capable of anything as pure as love. Your heart is dark as night.”

“You belong to me, Harry. I will have you in the end. I will break your resistance and make you scream my name. I will possess you for my own.”

“I’m a person, not a possession. Go stick it in one of your twisted followers who might actually appreciate the honour, and leave me in peace.”

“You’re not to be alone, Harry. Nagini will watch over you.”

Harry hissed obscenities as the huge snake coiled around his bruised, bloodied torso.

“Kill me, damn it! Just let me die. If you honestly care for me, show a single drop of mercy and end this torture.”

“I can’t do that, Harry. I need you too much. You’re like a drug to me.”

“Drugs are dangerous, you know. Unpredictable. Who knows what I’ll do?”

“You’ll do whatever I ask. If you kiss me, I’ll grant your request.”

“Done.”

Lips met. There was the sting of clashing teeth and the taste of blood. A quick flash of silver, and the room went silent.

Harry’s breath was the only sound.

He vowed that one day, music and love would return.