Rosier Mansion ((located in London NOT in HOGWARTS...aka you cannot go there...))

Viper turned away from the window with a neutral expression on her face, cleverly concealing her true emotions. "I am playing with my words? My lord, for years, all of your loyal deatheaters have drabbled and sugar coated their sentences for fear of your wrath should their news be unsatisfactory. They have lied and deceived you many times, ultimately causing you to fall." she inched closer to him and crouched down so that they were eye to eye. "I refuse to be one of them. They lied to your face for fear of what you would do to them if their words caused you anger. I speak to you unrestraint, regardless if my news is unsatisfactory for I would rather die from your wrath than have you hurt in anyway because of my folly or my cowardice when it comes to being truthful.

Tentatively, she placed her hands over his, expecting him to pull away at first opportunity. She whispered. "My lord, I am first and foremost your servant. If you wish me to conceal my words, twist and sweeten them to spare you unhappiness than bid it, for I shall obey. But I do beseech you my lord to remember, that the others lie to you to spare their lives. I am brutally honest with you to save your's."

(Yes, that and I'm baby sitting. X_x)

Voldemort chuckled as Viper finished and patted her hand with his other.
"Finally a true servant. The Rosiers, Malfoys, Blacks, and other purebloods have all failed to truly serve me. Speak truly to me. Speak with brutality." He rose to his feet.

"Be the thorns that coat the rose." He caressed her check with his hand and grinned lasciviously. "Now what requires such "brutal" honesty? Speak freely."

Viper closed her emerald eyes as he caressed her cheek with a small smile upon her face, taking pleasure in the light fluttering sensations he was invoking. "You have multiple options my lord, ranging in effectiveness. If you'd like, I could continue brewing the Anima potions, changing the formula every month or so to prevent your body from growing accustomed to it, and add a few barriers and wards as an extra defense against Eglantine. This would work, however you would be wholly dependant on the potion. It wouldn't be curing the pain, only keeping it at bay. If ever, Merlin forbid, you do not take a potion, the pain will strike hard with a vengeance, ten times greater than what you had just experienced." she paused and stood to look him straight in the eye, waiting for his thoughts.

"And the other options?" Voldemort asked. The potions sounded agreeable, although he hated the idea of being dependent on them. His hand continued to stroke her cheek, amazing him by how soft and smooth her skin was.

Viper struggled to control her breathing, his caress making it harder for her to focus. "Find another to bind yourself to. Not a bond like the one chaining you to Eglantine. Another more spiritual and ....emotional bond, I suppose others may refer to it." she said, unable to stop the light blush vivifying her cheeks.

"A marriage bond." Voldemort whispered, he kissed her cheek where his hand still stroked and then released her. "Is that what you meant?"

Viper raised her eyebrows in suprise of her Lord's actions. "Yes." she whispered. Afraid that he would snap in anger at such a suggestion she immediately added. "But it doesn't have to be thought of in that manner. It would, after all, be very beneficial for you. You would have another to share the pain with, possibly vanquish it, for I have immunity to pain. Also, another to strengthen your defenses against Eglantine's control..."

She bit her lip nervously, fearful of his reaction, realizing how ridiculous her idea sounded. "Please, my Lord, forget what I have said. I'm sure that within time we can find an alternative.." she said as she pulled away and stared out the window, desperately trying to control herself and her racing heart.

"Would you be willing to bind yourself to me, forever. I the most feared man in Wizarding history. Flattering, but time would have to be a factor." He crossed his arms.
"A bond with you would solve my problems." he trailed off. "But first trust and loyalty would have to be shown for a period of time."

Viper raised an eyebrow, his calmness soothing her fears. "My Lord, would you be willing to bind yourself to me? To quote one irate, blubbering Hufflepuff 'The Ministry wouldn't need dementors if they could marry off prisoners to Professor Viper'" she smirked at the memory briefly before turning back to Voldemort. "And as for trust and loyalty, consider my lord. The wizarding world as scorned and abused me for years, not for what I have done, but for who I am. You welcomed me with open arms. Do you truly believe my loyalty is compromised?" she inquired, leaning against the window sill.

"You speak the truth. But then there is another you may turn to..." he smiled at her bit of humour. "The ministry may have abused you and hurt you terribly. Enough that you would never even consider helping them. But what of those who also oppose the ministry? What of those who share your hatred of the ministry and yet oppose "evil" as well. People like, Eglantine Rosier."

Viper laughed softly at the thought of her uniting with her rival. "My lord, she is a blood traitor. She married a muggle and forsook the wizarding world for years. It's a miracle I can face her in the hallways without getting nauseous. Not to mention her recent, most unforgivable offense." she stepped closer to him tentatively, letting her hand briefly caress his youthful face. "Torturing my lord, physically and mentally. She deserves the dementors." she boldly wrapped her arms around her neck. "I swear to you, my lord. I am your's. Forever yours."

Voldemort allowed her to wrap her arms around his neck, at the same time settling his arm on her slender waist.
"Ah, but so little you know of her." he chuckled, obviously enjoying Viper's presence and words. "The ministry had her muggle husband killed to stop her from delving any further in the dark arts. Perhaps there is yet another way to weave our futures. I will take you as my bonding. In time I will have all I want and all I need. With our bonding, we will be powerful enough to break excessum's power. But then, excessum is the creation of an embittered agonized woman. Bitterness can be molded into hate."

Viper stared into his dark orbs with devotion she never knew she was capable of, enjoying the feel of his arms around her."As long as I remain in good favor, of value in your eyes, I am content." she leaned closer to him to whisper into his ear. "I will never allow her to stand in between me and what I want. As you said, bitterness can mold to hate, just as my disdain for the old biddy can evolve into something more deadly."

"Do not speak of her that way." He murmured. "She is one of my first followers' daughter." Pulling back from Viper slightly, he looked down at her. "If you truly wish to become evil, you must learn to deceive. Let those at Hogwarts learn to love and trust you. You will be able to assist me greatly then." He brought her chin up with his hand and covered her lips with his own.

Viper sighed into his mouth, wishing she could make this moment last forever, making a mental reminder to herself to have this memory saved into her pensieve. Breaking away from him, she teasingly asked him. 'Are you suggesting that the residents of Hogwarts do not love me now? For I'll have you know, my lord, that the majority of them adore me." she paused as she thought of all her students with a slight smirk on her face. "Especially the teenage boys."

"Very funny." He hissed, pulling her closer for a second far more passionate kiss.

Viper gave herself fully to the kiss, wondering what she had done to receive such a blessing as this one in her life.

There was a knock at the door and Voldemort finished the kiss, anger flaring in his eyes at being bothered.
"Come in." he shouted. The door opened and Bella Rosier entered. She appeared to be a younger, taller version of Eglantine DeLanquar.
"I was to report to Professor Viper, my lord." she said, crossing her arms in a manner that mirrored her elder brother Severus.

Viper stiffened, highly irritated that her glorious moment with her lord was to be interrrupted. She glared, hoping that the girl had better have a good reason for interrupting, for who knows what she may due in the heat of anger.

"What is it, Ms.Rosier?"

"I was able to sneak in Professor DeLanquar's chambers and found this." Bella held out a pale blue vial. It appeared to be yet another part of excessum.

Viper's eyes widened at the vial as she took the vial from the teen's grasp. "100 points to Slytherin" she breathed out as she handed the vial to her lord with a delighted smile upon her face. As a realization hit her, Viper turned her attention back to the teenage girl.

"Did you remember to replace the vial with a decoy?" Viper asked sharply. "This isn't some worthless trinket, she will notice if it is missing."

(I'll have to go in like 20 minutes)

"Yes, Professor." Bella responded, her voice level. "I copied the vial and left it where I found this one."

Voldemort examined the vial and then nodded at the girl. "Return to Hogwarts now, Bellatrix."

When the girl had exited and Viper was sure she was alone with her lord once more, she turned to him. "It's eerie, isn't it? She's like a younger version of Eglantine wearing high heels."

"Indeed. She is lovely isn't she?" He smiled mischievously. "Of course I prefer raven haired beauties to pale blondes."