Voldemort's married life

nine

For things like "Voldemort's marriage", the people who are directly affected are his subordinates (servants) who bear the brunt.

Well, bear the brunt of it.

Of course, Voldemort, who has a wife, cannot stay in the Death Eaters' base camp all the time. He has his own "commuting" schedule, so sometimes some matters cannot be reported during his "working" time. , his subordinates had to find Voldemort by themselves and report to him, but this did not go through Voldemort's consent.

So there was a little problem that day.

Dolohov was a murderous wizard, and steadfast in his allegiance to Voldemort.

He is one of Voldemort's pawns in the wizarding world. Because of his cruel appearance and lack of culture, he was not placed in high-end places such as the Ministry of Magic or Hogwarts, but wandered around in Knockturn Alley all day long. The place.

On this day, he got a piece of reliable information about Harry Potter, and it was quite important, so he immediately brought the news back to the Death Eaters base camp, intending to report it to the Lord and make a great contribution!

Then fluttered.

Dolokhov: "???"

In the empty hall, the light was dim, and the horrific wall decoration made it even more gloomy.

It was getting late, but Death Eaters were still bustling with people at this time of day, but today there was no sign of them.

Only the platinum-haired Death Eater was sitting at the huge long table.

Dolohov stared fiercely at the pure-blood noble who was valued by Voldemort with his cloudy eyes, panting heavily.

"Lucius? Only you here?"

Lucius fiddled with his wand, glanced at him, and said indifferently:

"If your eyes can see anything, yes, yes."

Dolokhov snorted coldly.

Although he disdains this so-called pure-blooded nobleman, after all, the lord still values ​​him very much, so he still has some fears about Lucius.

And now all that matters is Harry Potter!

Thinking of this, he gasped excitedly.

He asked, "Where's Mylord?! I have something important to report to him!"

Lucius said lightly, "In his own home."

what?

What

Dolokhov was silent for a while, shocked!

He may have misheard, how could Voldemort have a "home"?I'm afraid you got kicked in the head by bloody Merlin.

So he stammered and asked, "In...his, your own home?"

And couldn't help but think that maybe Lucius used the wrong word or something... "Did you really mean in his "home" instead of...em...his "house" or something..."

Emm... Although Voldemort has his own house, it's relatively acceptable, right?

Lucius looked up at him, mockingly:

"... Mr. Dolokhov, I'm sure I said "home" and not "house".oh!By the way, Mr. Dolokhov, you'd better get yourself in order, so as not to disturb the lady. "

!!!

lady!

lady……

Dolokhov: "..."

Dolokhov,

A fanatical pure-blood,

An unwavering Voldemort loyalist.

the first time

feel

life's

Three Views

collapsed......

Anna and the others live in Horigo Valley.

It was already evening when the Death Eater came, and Anna opened the door for him.

"Hmm... hello? Who are you looking for?"

In fact, Anna was a little frightened. This haggard old man with a fierce face stood in front of her, his face and body seemed to have been carefully groomed.

If this is the case, then this man must be very good at taking care of himself.

Ana politely pretended she didn't see his slovenliness.

Then he looked towards Voldemort.

The man outside the door called timidly, "Mylord."

Voldemort was a little unhappy.

His already blue face turned even bluer.

Anna blinked and glanced at her husband, then at the Death Eater who was standing outside the door trembling and afraid to come in.

She said, "I'm going to prepare dinner."

Then he quietly walked into the kitchen.

Voldemort watched Anna leave the living room, and turned to stare at Dolohov.

Dolokhov shuddered and trembled still more.

-

The next day, the Death Eaters received an order.

"When Voldemort is away, even if there is an urgent matter, you can only use other methods such as owls to communicate.

And no Death Eaters are allowed in Holligor's Valley and the surrounding area! "

Lucius: "..."

Lucius: "Where's Dolohov?"

There was a commotion among the Death Eaters, and someone said in a low voice;

"I don't know... I saw him yesterday afternoon."

……

Who knows what happened last night.

Ten

At night, Anna hugged Voldemort's waist, and Voldemort turned his back to her.

Anna rubbed her face against his neck, took a deep breath, and buried her face in it.

There was a cold and gloomy smell about him, but it inexplicably gave her a sense of security.

Anna put her lips against his skin and made a muffled sound.

"Who is that man?"

The small lamp on the bedside table shone faintly on his face, Voldemort's back was turned to her, his eyes glowed red.

After a while, he said in a low voice: "A subordinate."

Anna let out an "oh" and asked again, "Why does he seem to be so afraid of you?"

Hearing her words, Voldemort grinned, and said coldly and sharply: "Who would dare not be afraid of me?"

Emm...

Anna wanted to say me, but she thought about it and said nothing.

This kind of small unspeakable tacit understanding between husband and wife is full of ambiguity.

She doesn't want to make it clear.

But she had to claim sovereignty, tell him she would never be afraid of him, even though he looked so scary now, with his basilisk face and livid skin.

How should I convey this feeling to him?

Anna bit her lip and rolled her eyes.

then,

Forced Voldemort to his side,

Pushing himself into his chest.

"My feet are so cold, can you warm me up?" Anna hummed twice.

Voldemort moved, and after a while, Anna's little foot was held in his palm, and the other was pressed under his body.

Anna almost closed her eyes with a smile.

She was moved.

Between any husband and wife, there is always a sex life, right?

Not to mention that they are still newlyweds, so when is it not crazy?

Anna couldn't control her restless hands anymore, she raised her head slightly, rubbed his lips, swallowed her hot air, and kissed him.

Voldemort kissed back.

OK, everything will fall into place.

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Lucius for playing a trick, and Sue by the way.

Ps, the female ticket is Voldemort after balding, so it is really Voldemort.

Not Tom Riddle.