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Summary: Response to TwistedShorts challenge #01 (Chambers). Voldermort attempts to recruit a new follower.

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Harry Potter > General > HumorKneazlesFR131384031,81628 Apr 0528 Apr 05Yes
Title: Chamber of Scum
Author: Kneazles
Rating: FR13
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me and I am not making any profit from this piece, it is just for entertainment purposes only. BtVS belong to Joss Whedon. All things Harry Potter related belong to JK Rowling.
Summary: Response to challenge #01 (Chambers). Voldermort attempts to recruit a new follower.
Author’s Note: This is my first attempt at writing Illyria; I hope she turned out reasonably well.~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Illyria woke in a strange chamber. Sitting up she thought about the last thing she recalled; the fight against the demon hoards alongside Gunn, Spike and Angel. She rose in a fluid motion and looked about her surroundings. She found herself in a strange underground chamber, with dripping water and some moss growth. The walls had many serpents etched upon their surfaces and there were several serpentine statues within the chamber.

A hissing sound drew the Old One’s attention away from her surroundings. She watched as the walls slid apart and a strange pale man with serpentine features walked in as if he owned the place.

In a hissing voice, the pale man spoke. “Welcome Illyria to the Chamber of Secrets.” He said waving a thin hand at the surroundings. “I am Lord Voldermort and have summoned you here to join my cause.”

The former god cocked her head as she listened to him. “You would presume to speak my name... and think that you summoned me here… It's disgusting. No foolish mortal that reeks of decayed flesh commands me…” She said.

“I am feared throughout the wizarding world, and with you at my side nothing would stop us.” Lord Voldermort said.

“You are nothing more than scum at my feet, you have nothing to inspire fear you reek of death and decay.” Illyria said “You are not worthy of being a leader, even the half-breed is better suited to be a true ruler.”

Lord Voldermort’s slitted red eyes narrowed at the insult. “How dare you?” He demanded in outrage.

The former god stalked forward placing a hand on the Dark Lord’s shoulder. “I dare to because you are nothing, less than a mere amoeba, weak and worthless.” She said as she tightened her grip crushing the wizard’s shoulder. “Now I must go find the half-breeds.” She said as she punched the foolish wizard in the face, watching in satisfaction as her fist crushed the bones.

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