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Summary: Willow is summoning the Temple of Thesba (season 6 when she tries destroying the world) and some 'rescues' her. It's not Xander either. Harry and friends are in their 6th year

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Harry Potter > Willow-Centered > Pairing: Tom Riddle/VoldemortWillowFR181507011,8322 Mar 032 Mar 03No
Chapter 1: End of the World or Not?

Disclaimer: The Scooby Gang (Buffy the Vampire Slayer for those of you who DON’T know) belong to Joss Whedon. Harry Potter characters belong to JK Rowling.

Summary: This is through Season 6 where Willow is at the place where that ‘Temple of Thesba’ is being summoned by her. Xander doesn’t come to the ‘rescue’ but someone else does. It’s not exactly ‘rescuing’ either. Harry Potter and friends are in sixth year.

Here it is --->


“Misss Rosenberg” a snake-like voice called behind her. She was just about to chant so the world would end. Her lover, Tara, had been shot and killed by Warren, who was now dead. Willow tied him to a tree then ripped his skin off by magick. A painful death, but she didn’t care. He had killed her on and off girlfriend. She couldn’t help it. The thought of the world ending was only sensible to her.

Her arms were raised to the Temple of Thesba with her hair swirling around her and blue electricity buzzing from the tips of her fingers. Her eyes, jet black, were filled with evil and hate and ready to kill more.

“What?” she spun around and her top teeth gritted into her lower ones with more hate.

“Don’t take these many lives with one simple spell” the man was now edging towards her. He had a snake-nose and his nostrils flared with little slits for eyes. His mouth was curved into a disgusting smile. “You can take a few at a time and it’ll be even more fun. You can be my Dark Queen while I’m the Dark King or the Lord.”

She seemed to be pondering it for a while. “Who are you?” she called over the howling of the winds.

“I am Lord Voldemort” he snipped. “I have been watching you in sssspirit for the past daysss that you have been trying to end the world. I’ve taken a great liking to your milky skin and green eyessss” he slithered over to her and grabbed her hand.

His voice was deadly, everything that she had once been against. She hated people “You must promise me something” she replied after another few moments. “We will not kill my beloved friends” he seemed to be snarling, but his face contorted into a nasty grin and then agreed.

“Come with me” he grabbed her closer to him. The hair flying around her head died down and the wind stopped. It was too quiet, black veins were still spread across her face and she still had those black eyes.

With a bang, Voldemort and Willow disapparated. She felt a tugging sensation behind her belly button and then they finally appeared in a mansion with ceilings as high as the sun would go. Chandeliers hung in every room with sparkling crystals hanging down waiting to be touched for some clinking.

“Wow” she replied with awe. “The new Dark Queen. I don’t have to kill do I?” she pouted.

“Not if you don’t want to, my love” he sounded so much like Spike.

“Good” she replied and started walking around. “Is this our ‘castle’?” she asked.

“Actually, this is Mr. Malfoy’s manor, but we have a castle of our own. I’m sure you will love it.”

“I’m sure I will. So, how did you find me anyway?”

“I could feel dark energy pouring off of you. I knew you had to be my queen.”

The End?

You have reached the end of "Territorial" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 2 Mar 03.

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