It's no use; he's too powerful for her. This is where Harry Potter... no Rose belongs?

"I am Harry Potter, my lord. You are right. You are always right. I came under disguise to kill you and save my friends from your wrath. But... along the way. You and your dark, seductive arts have drawn me under your sway. I'm now hopelessly drawn to the evil ways." Rose whispered with a whimpering tone, trying to believe those words from herself. Voldemort efforts taking away the good within her.

Rose saw Voldemort's cold, stoic face staring intensely at her face. He could always look past her mask. Knowing his rage would get the best of him. Rose sighed and closed her eyes. She braces for the worst pain that can ever occur. She jumps when the loud screeching sounds come from his lips.

"Haha. My dear old rival. I have a pregnant pawn in my game. I thought about having you killed when I learned of your true identity. But no, I wanted to see your reaction to all of this. How would Dumbledore's golden boy respond when he was under the power of his most vile enemy? I knew all along. I must say, you played an exceptional role." Voldemort sounds like a triumph. "I couldn't believe Harry, you, would let my men fuck you like a slut."

Rose opened her eyes, shocked, happy, and nervous at the same time. "What? Are you... Wait, then you knew when Bella brought me here. You peek in my mind. I thought." She smiled a heartbreaking one. "So... I never had a chance, Tom."

His red slits risen. "Don't use that name, Harry. Or dare I say, Rose?" That name hurts her just as much. Her daring attempt at rescuing the whole world crashed around her. Her future as a pregnant slut for his army is becoming clearer by the second.

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