Darkness and ambition shaped my present…but politics would shape my future.
If Father was to conquer the wizarding world, bloodlines mattered. Marriage alliances mattered even more. As his only heir, I would one day become the figurehead of continuity — the key to securing power long-term.
Even if I was still a baby, my adult mind never stopped calculating.
I remembered names. Houses. Destinies.
Who would best strengthen my rule?
I sifted through future connections:
Luna LovegoodPureblood. Highly talented. A budding Seer — the most valuable political asset imaginable. Beautiful in that ethereal, untamed way. Her family held influence beyond wealth: knowledge.
Most importantly… she felt right.
Someone whose strangeness could match the darkness in me without fear.
Daphne GreengrassOld noble blood. Elegant. Reserved. Strategically excellent — the Greengrasses kept good connections with every side. A perfect political marriage… but cold. Calculated.
We would work well together, but would she understand my vision? Would she admire my darkness — or resent it?
Astoria GreengrassBeautiful, yes. Kind, yes. But fragile — curse-touched blood. Not ideal for the ruling line of a conquering empire.
Ginny WeasleyA pure-hearted firecracker… but tied to a family that spits on Father's ideals. Impossible politically — unless I were to reshape the world so drastically that old prejudices died.
But that would take years. Too many.
Hermione GrangerBrilliant. Fierce. An unstoppable intellect.But muggleborn — Dumbledore's favorite kind of ideal.She would rather die than serve Voldemort's world.
And I would rather not waste potential like that.
No — only one choice fulfilled every category:
Luna LovegoodA Queen needs mystery. Prophecy. Magic that does not bow to rules.
Luna could be the silver moon to my dark throne.
Even the potions twisting my mind couldn't hide the truth:I felt something for her already.
Not love — not yet — but certainty.
She's mine.One day, the world will recognize us together.The Dark Princess and the Moonlight Seer.
Now, I just needed to make sure we were in the same era. My timeline awareness was unclear — babies don't get newspapers, after all.
But once I gained more freedom… I would confirm the year. Confirm Luna's age. Confirm the future.
Because when I rise…I want her standing beside me.
Not as a slave.Not as a prisoner.But as a crowned equal.