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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Tom_Riddle
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Delphinia_Potter, Tom_Marvolo_Riddle, Ginevra_Weasley
  Additional Tags:
      Fem!Harry, Delphinia_is_Harry, Vaginal_Fingering, Horcruxes, Harry_Potter
      is_a_Horcrux, morally_ambivalent_Harry, Vengeance_thy_name_is_Harry
      Potter, Tom_Riddle's_Diary, Loss_of_Virginity, past_sexual_abuse_(non
      explicit), Slytherins_scheming, Murderous_Intentions, Chan, both_partners
      underage, one_really_underage_though
  Series:
      Part 1 of With_This_Horcrux...
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-19 Words: 1143
****** My Book and the War are One ******
by wrennette
Summary
     Delphinia always had been vengeful, and the Chamber was large enough
     for many secrets.
Notes
     Title from the poem "To Thee Old Cause," by Walt Whitman.
     Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling and probably some
     other people too. Unfortunately this author is not one of them. No
     infringement intended, no profit made.
See the end of the work for more notes
“Tom,” Delphinia sighed, then moaned, rubbing against his long, cool fingers.
She knew this was wrong, so very wrong, but he’d been haunting her dreams for
months, ever since she had fallen into the diary for the first time. He had
showed her Hagrid’s expulsion, and then he had comforted her, kissed her. His
strong, elegant hands had cupped her flat breasts and rounded bottom, had
rubbed the cotton of her panties. Now, he was almost real, his fingers
thrusting deep inside her, touching her in a place no one else ever had.
“So beautiful my Delphi,” Tom rasped, and laid her on the stone floor. Ginny
lay still and pale in the shadows nearby, and Delphinia smiled smugly with the
knowledge that Tom had never touched the red headed girl, had never kissed and
caressed her. He pushed her panties out of the way now and knelt between
Delphinia’s splayed legs, unfastening the flies of his trousers and fisting out
his penis. Delphinia whimpered, but before she could demur, he was over her,
inside her.
Delphinia shrieked helplessly, her back bowing as she was taken for the first
time. Uncle Vernon had touched her, but he’d never done this, never dared. That
was part of the reason Delphinia had asked Tom to be the one, to be her first.
She’d rather have Tom, a memory of a boy fifty years gone, than her filthy
bully of an uncle. Tom groaned softly, warming and becoming more solid over her
as he thrust deep into her virginally tight vagina.
Tom groaned again, his hips churning as he savored the wet slide of their
joining. He could feel himself coming to life, feel the echo of another part of
himself in the girl he was deflowering. He cursed softly, hips hitching. Under
him, Delphinia writhed, then had her third orgasm, the first two having been
achieved with Tom’s solidifying fingers plunging in her sopping vagina. Tom
grinned ferally, fucking her thoroughly, then flooding her with his seed. She
mewled at the sensation of his semen filling her.
Holding himself in to the hilt, Tom bent over his conquest, murmuring in
Parseltongue against her famous scar. She moaned softly as the irritated skin
split, and a dark wraith began to rise from the wound. Tom breathed in deeply,
taking the soul fragment into himself, and Delphinia came again as she was
unburdened. Tom hissed again, and the scar sealed closed, for the first time
looking as old as it was, a thin silvery white line almost indistinguishable
from her normal skin tone.
“Will I get pregnant?” Delphinia asked softly as Tom’s penis slipped from her
with an obscenely wet squelching sound. Tom groaned softly, pushing her legs
further apart and bending down to lick his seed from her lower lips.
“Have you started your monthlies?” Tom asked in return, kneeling up with his
hands on his leanly muscled thighs. Delphinia nodded, flushing. “It’s possible
then,” Tom admitted. “Do you want to? Get pregnant I mean?”
“Not really,” Delphinia said with another blush. “I mean, someday I want a
family of my own, but I think I’m rather young for that yet.”
“You’re a bit young to be taking on Dark Lords yet either,” Tom teased, and
Delphinia giggled softly. They had fought when Delphinia first arrived in the
Chamber, and Tom had gloated that he was Voldemort, he was the one that had
killed her parents. Delphinia couldn’t quite bring herself to care though. Yes,
she had wished for many years to have parents. Yes, she had wondered all her
life what it would have been like to grow up with her own family. But she had
also read numerous accounts of the Blood War since learning she was a witch,
and she understood that in war, there were casualties on both sides.
Delphinia knew her parents, by all accounts, had been fighters. They had stood
against the Dark Lord, and they had paid with their lives. Yes, Voldemort’s
actions against herself at that time had been egregious. But she also
understood the man’s somewhat twisted logic. If someone was fated to be an
enemy, it was better to strike them while they were weak. If they were fated to
destroy you, it was better to destroy them first. She’d always been a rather
practical girl.
“There’s a potion, to make sure that my seed won’t take,” Tom said, drawing
Delphinia back to the present. “Once I gather the other remnants of my soul and
regain my full power, I will order Severus to make you regular contraceptives.
Until then, I know where I can get such things without questions being asked.”
“I - you know I can’t return to the school,” Delphinia said softly. “Ron knows
where I’ve gone, but if I disappear, it will be assumed, for a little while at
least that I’m dead, not just missing. All we have to do is seal the entry
behind Ron and Lockhart.”
“Lockhart, I’m afraid, will perish in his attempt to save you,” Tom said
darkly, and Delphinia blushed even as she shyly smiled. Lockhart’s disgusting
treatment was what had first brought them together after Ginny abandoned the
diary. He had groped her for the first time on the day they met in Diagon
Alley. In front of that crowd and the press, Lockhart had fondled Delphinia’s
undeveloped breast and bottom, and it had been downhill from there. He hadn’t
tried to put his fingers inside her, but he had touched her all over, and she
knew that he touched himself at the same time.
“A loss I’m sure, to be greatly mourned,” Delphinia said with a slight smirk.
Tom smirked more broadly and tugged her close for a deep kiss. “And Ginny?” She
asked, her own sneer growing more pronounced as she looked over at the younger
girl’s still form. All year the redhead had been yapping after her, more than
obvious in her envy of Delphinia’s fame and position.
“I did promise her skeleton would lay in the Chamber forever, did I not?” Tom
murmured darkly, and kissed Delphinia again. It was almost impossible to him,
that she was only a girl of twelve. Her neglectful and abusive childhood had
matured her prematurely though. She was a woman in everything but form.
“You did,” Delphinia agreed somewhat smugly. “Perhaps your serpentine friend
might deal with all three of them,” she proposed, and Tom gave his feral smile.
“Come, we’ve our inheritances to claim,” Tom murmured, rising. He fastened and
straightened his robes and raked his fingers through his hair. Delphinia smiled
softly. He had whispered all sorts of seductive plans in her ears, including
the prospect of running away together, claiming their rightful positions as
Lord and Lady of their respective Houses, and remaking the wizarding world. It
sounded like a start to her.
End Notes
     As of 02/05/2016, I'm making this the first part of a series, with an
     eye towards continuation. One story per remaining horcrux, max.
     I'm also on tumblr, wrennette.tumblr.com, you can see me flailing
     incoherently there :)
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