This is my new story, I really hope you'll like it. I've thought about writing it for quite some time and seeing how Hourglass and No one mourns the wicked will be finished soon, I decided that it was the time to bring you a new story.
Note 1- Harry Potter collection you know doesn't exist in this story. Here, I create history and characters you know will probably be modified.
Note 2- If I'd own something big as Harry Potter collection I'd be on Malta or in Paris right now having fun. Since I'm not, we can safely presume I don't own anything.
Special thanks- Like I said this was in my head for months now, actually 5 and half months, but I haven't started to write it because there was always something missing. Now I found it- this story's plot was inspired by movie The Help ( I recomend it deeply) and romance in this story was inspired by crumpledquill's video Resistance. Every video is amazing, but Muse and Bellamione in one left me simply breathless. Thank you very much for inspiration. Big thanks to Asher Henry, my beta :D the fastest and the best beta reader you'll find
And now, the story :)
WARNING- THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE SITUATIONS, BLACK HUMOR AND ABSURD SITUATIONS AT SOME PARTS. SO IF YOU'RE OFFENDED BY ANY OF THIS, YOU PROBABLY SHOULDN'T READ THIS STORY!
Proulouge (this should be a conversation, but just from one side-you'll get it)
Every wizard and every witch remember the stories they were told by their parents or their grandparents when they were little. In those stories good always won.
But I'm afraid that our story doesn't begin with happines. Quite the opposite, it begins with terror, with bad ending of a epic begining.
Tom Marvolo Riddle, a cruel and vicius man better known as Voldemort has managed to overrule the forces of good and force them into hidding. He and his most closest Deah Eaters rule the Wizarding world spreading the horor and hunting Muggles down. Most of the Pureblooded wizards had joined him and accepted him as a ruler to save their lives, ones that didn't are hidding even today. Yes, even today- 11 years later.
Some say that Voldemort is indeed a good ruler who gives his people everything they need and you could say that it is the truth. Every man and every woman who are loyal to him are protected and being taken care of. People aren't hungry and they have jobs, he is not a fool to risk a mutany because of such simple things as food or money. So what is so bad about that man, you ask?
His deeds, my friend, are what condems him- cruelty he posses has never been seen, paranoia that lives in his mind caused hundreds deaths of the innocent, jeloausy and fear drove him to kill good and skilled wizards- loyal to him or not. His mistrust lead him to believe only one person in this world, his right hand- Bellatrix Black.
Of course you heard of her, you old fool. She's the Bringer of death, Devils offspring, cruel and sadistic that one is- like her master. Some said she's his wife, but I've been close enough, too close and too long for my liking to know that she isn't his wife. She prefers the company of other women and her madness can even make Voldemort flinch so he never tried anything. She was one of the most important commanders during the First war, she brought him victory experts say. Whenever he is doing something, she rules in his name and judging by the laws they legislated lately I'd say she's in command now.
He is rather paranoid and he tries to make himself immortal so I would say that makes him busy. It's his curse, wanting to rule. He fought for it and practiced his whole life and now that he is on the throne he's not ruling but looking for a time frame, for eternity.
Yes, I presume it's evident from my talk that I'm a little crazy. Speak up you old fool, my hearing isn't good anymore! Ahhh, no he didn't always look like a shaved, snake nosed infant. He was alright looking 11 years ago, but during a fight or something he ended up looking like he is now. In fact, there is an interesting legend about that. Some say that he tried to do an unforgivable thing, yes yes he killed people with Unforgivable curses, I know! But he never tried to kill an infant with you know which curse. The ancient laws tell that every man and every woman who tried to kill an infant with Killing curse will sufere death by the same curse they casted.
I know he didn't die! He wouldn't be the strongest wizard of all time if he died. It's a legend, if you don't want to hear it I'll stop. Alright, but stop interrrupting, it will loose effect if you'll keep bagering me with questions. The legend says that a young married couple ,who fought against Voldemort, hid in abbonded house in the middle of a forest. Voldemort had just won the war and declaired himself a ruler, but his bliss was interrupted by storyteller who shouted in the middle of the town square that his executioner was born today. He killed woman on the spot, but it was her words that had hunted him, so he sent a search party to locate children born that day. Problem was that not one single child was born in hospitals that day. He figured out that the child has to be a mudblood because they were the ones hiding and that was the only reason why a woman wouldn't give birth in a hospital. He searched for over a year, but he had found the abonded house in the middle of a forest. He and Bellatrix Black went there and executed the family, Voldemort himself killed the child, but that not without the cost. He lost a part of his power and it left him looking like he looks now. There is still hope, maybe he killed the wrong child.
What? The Muggles, yes. In first months all Muggles that were hunted down were either killed or inprisent, but later Voldemort decided that they are to become servients in Ministy, cleaners of the streets and slaves in factories. Ones who weren't captured imigrated to different countries or went to Muggle world. Those crazy enough who stayed are hidding in undergrounds who, just like rats, come out only to eat. Terrible life that it, I tell you. Dehumanisation and a life I wouldn't wish to a mouse.
Hurry now, my old friend, I hear somebody calling my name.
''Mr. Slughorn!'' a nurse of a St. Mungo's pshyatric ward called
''Yes?'' man asked looking up
''I brought you your potion Mr. Slughorn.''she said slowly
''Alright.'' he responded and drank it
''How are you feeling today?''
''Much better now, that the wind is changing.'' Horace Slughorn smiled ''It'll bring new order.'' he smiled
''I think we should move you back inside.'' said confused nurse more worried about the spark in man's eyes then on his ranting.
Now, do I have you intrigued or you don't like it? Tell me about it and review :)