Nagini

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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Nagini

Leg’s crossed across the Bed, The Distant Memory of a black haired lady sat across the bed.

Voldemort let the empty potion bottle fall to the ground and Shatter. He had Done it. “..Nagini…?” He whispered in that Icy Cole Voice.

The ‘Serpent’,-no Longer serpent, Smiled. Tears welling from her eyes.

Her Once-human Form now returned. And she couldn’t be more Thankful.

The Dark Lord slowly took her hand, Ans rised it up. “…My, You look Even more Beautiful then I’d imagined.” He hissed. Nagini hadn’t spoken yet, But she didn’t need to.

They both knew what Eachother Meant, And they Both Knew what Eachother Meant to Eachother.

And They Both Knew what This Meant for The future of The two.

 

…The Dark Lord, had a Lady.