if Voldemort barely came to the castle, along with the twins, it was still frightening, to many people. Having Snape inside the castle and Dumbledore who had entered his eternal sleep. Having Dumbledore back meant. Finally, people could sleep. In peace, and not keep one of their eyes open waiting for the next death to occur.

Talking to Snape, was now like talking to someone who had lost their last bit of soul inside them, And Snape only fighting cause he had lost the last bits of Sanity, and the people who he could ever love either in their graves, or kept at a distance. And talking to any of the death eaters was as if their soul had been sucked off and had been replaced with an entity of darkness. Buried so deep, only death could be a solution to keep one safe.

So, how were you to build any attachment to the one man you had loved for almost two years, but the only man you could never be with?

Why not simply move on, you could have your choice of men. And all you had to do was make the move.

Yet, you could never because you would not hurt someone just because it was your omen to be destined to a man you can simply not belong with.

Meeting Voldemort in Hogesmade and you could give him he was clever and cunning you would give him that.

He chose the time to meet at the lake the only time you could write safely to your friends at 4 pm. And he thought of that and decided to meet you over that time.

You didn't exactly mind meeting with the most-feared-wizard. If only it didn't feel like a deep hole in your stomach forming a pit. You began to rediscover the love when you saw him in the memory, and now it was harder. You had gotten the chance to meet him, talk to him like you so wished. And yet you couldn't it felt wrong, you felt like Peter Pettigrew a Betrayer!

It was disgusting when you wanted him in oblivion. Meeting Voldemort and knowing him and liking him, not loving him. Was just illegal to you, people your dear dear mother had died in Tom's birthplace Little Hangleton.

You wished you had your Parents with you, back in the first and second year at Hogwarts was so simple, it was a world you understood. And though mildly crazy, had made those years. But, now you were driven to a whole of confusion. You wish you had Narcissa with you.

She would give you the advice you so Desperately want and need.

And Lucius, Wonder what was Voldemort doing with him?

And Luciana's grave...

Was too far, and that doll was gone. How was the doll so strong? Let alone feel like your mother was there like a piece of her soul was there?

Could she have.....

"Y/n, It's getting out of hand for barging into your dorm, without subtle permission, but I'm afraid it's him, he's come to meet you." Emma was there, with pity and concern. She was holding the door so firmly. You felt absolutely angry and wanted to sometimes kill Voldemort, which would solve the problems.

"Emma, I need you to help me..... please.... tell Snape I am unwell, and can't get out the bed..." You pleaded.

"Y/n!" Emma said horrified "Do you have any idea of the consequent--" You interrupted Emma, "I know Em, but this is important! please." Seeing the desperateness in your eyes Emma gave in.

"Y/n, I hope you have a vial to make you sick thing." Emma was still in doubt. You smiled gratefully and buried yourself under the covers drinking the vial.

"Oh my god! I think I'm sick." You gagged at the odor and the taste of the potion. You were going to faint.

Emma walked out the door and to Professor Snape, you had a long thin face. Emma crumbled just a bit seeing Voldemort beside Snape. But didn't cower down.

"Where is she?" Voldemort demanded.

"She's unwell, and is in bed," Emma replied in short, not believing her, Voldemort swiftly yanked the girl aside and went to your dorm.

I think your father did a wonderful job brewing the potion you were feeling irritated. Voldemort slowly opened the knob, in case Emma was true.

He noticed you were asleep. At least pretending to be asleep. He came closer to you, and whispered "Y/n dear, how long will you continue to resist me? you will come behind me not today, but you'll see, will your heart allow you to resist me?" You heard a faint dark chuckle.

Felt an ice-cold hand on your face which slowly stroked your hair until it was withdrawn. But, you could feel Voldemort's presence examining you, as though expecting you to sneakily open an eye to check if the coast was clear.

Sometimes, Voldemort forgets the prophecy was about you two.

To meet his gaze you opened your eyes and slowly looked in his direction meeting his red eyes, staring down at you. With a hint of emotion.

"How are you feeling dear?" It was a high-pitched, clear voice. It was more of a demand, and he expected an answer elaborated. "Why are you here? I thought Emma had told you to I wasn't unwell?" You asked sharply. You could say 'Much better' or anything, Knowing he would be instantly suspicious if you would act warm, and nice towards him.

Voldemort met your gaze and pulled a seat to sit down, and stared at you with such intensity you wanted to look away.

"I didn't believe you were sick." Voldemort bluntly uttered "Now, dear, drop the act. You very well know why you wanted a break today." Voldemort softly said. But, you knew better he was suspicious.

"If you are referring to my friends, I wouldn't take the risk to owl them, and risk them! for my foolishness!" You said a little louder than expected.

The figure beside you chuckled before reaching for your face, "Now, Y/n. Two can play this game, however, I'd end it here. Come clean, why you here, I am not deluded darling... you may have fooled the staff of your purpose but you don't fool.....me not even for a second, and I assure you, you won't find what you're looking for." Voldemort said.

"And what are you going on about?" You asked hesitantly.

"That's what I hear hesitance in your voice, do Y/n, do it as long as you can... but, darling, I'm an art of you..." He said smoothly.

"Impossible, I'd never accept you."

Voldemort smirked at your resistance before getting up and softly kissing your forehead, and you swear it wasn't cold it was warm...

"Don't touch me--" You spluttered.

"Hmm" He withdrew and walked out the door.

Dear Hermione,

I could write to you this letter only after Tom left the room right now, and I should have known fooling him was not an cup of tea. He's got everything planned.

I am afraid, sending letters and any other way of communication is scarce at the moment.

Voldemort he's on to me, and I think he knows you all discovered his secrets.

I plan to find the Diadem, of Rowena Ravenclaw as soon as possible and have it destroyed. And staying any more is not safe from danger.

No, don't get the wrong idea. Voldemort's not harming me, or anything. But, I'm afraid he knows more than what he should have known.

Communication will become very hard. Things at Hogwarts are certainly much better I got the Carrow twins out the school, Snape's still head master.

But, the students are not being tortured now. I'm teaching DADA.

The Hocruxes are extinct objects. And as far as I think they are, they are with objects of the four founders.

Slytherin's Locket, Helga's cup, Rowena's diadem (Which is in Hogwarts, and I think it's in the room of requirements, but I'm brewing Polyjuice potion, and Dumbledore's army is back.)

Try finding these things (Helga's cup and the locket do you have it?)

Dumbledore's not given us a way to destroy them, but I bet the sword of Gryfindoor can.

If I am correct the cup might be in Bellatrix's vault.

Oh dear, theres so much to write to you all, but footsteps approaching.

Take care all of you.

Yours Truly

Y/n.

Hermione sighed reading the parchment again. Ron was outside and Harry to.

"Harry." Hermione called seeing Harry outside the tent, Hermione made her way towards him. "Did you find the Hocruxe?" Harry asked. "No, I di--"

"We don't have time!" Harry snapped.

"I'm trying my best." Hermione defended.

"Your not trying enough!" Sensing something off with Harry, Hermione got off. "Give it to me Harry, the locket."

Harry looked at Hermione once but handed over the Locket "Better?"

"Loads." Harry confirmed.

"Let's take turns to keep it, I herd from Y/n." Hermione announced, Harry looked up at once.

And got up and began blasting spells trying to break the locket

"It won't work Harry." Hermione said loudly, Ron arrived starring at Harry.