a/n: okay, this idea came up. Hope you guys like it. :)
"Voldemort's Heir"
By: pixie dust a.k.a. tom's princess
Disclaimer: You know the drill, anything familiar's not mine. Plot's mine though.
SUMMARY: At 17, Hermione discovers a secret concealed for a long time by her 'parents'. That secret is going to change and transform her life FOREVER.
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Chapter 1:
It was Hermione's 17th birthday today and she was expecting a wonderful gift from her parents. A gift she had been yearning for quite some time. A gift she'd like to call, a car. "Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you…." Her 'parents' sang, although, the tone of it was ironically lacking in energy and bliss. The moment had a nervous ambience, especially to her 'parents'. However, Hermione failed to heed the little details that could probably lessen the impact of what is to happen.
Hermione's 'dad' handed her a white box with green ribbons that enveloped it wonderfully.
"Wow! Thank you mum, dad" she said euphorically. She had assumed from the contours of the box that it was the gift she had been hankering for. The box was probably where the keys were placed.
"Actually.." her 'dad' said awkwardly "It's a gift from someone else"
"Oh.." a bit disappointed. Her hopes were suddenly crushed. Who in his right mind would give her a car?
She started to untie the ribbons and soon, the gift was opened, "Oh, my god!" she exclaimed in pure awe, "This is.. This is so beautiful!". It was really gorgeous, the object that resided within the box. It was a silver necklace with an emerald green pendant that shimmered elegantly. The pendant surely was a sight for sore eyes. "And it has deity engraved in it! Who would think I'm a goddess?" she continued after noticing the engraved word.
"Your parents" serious.
"But I thought it's from someone else?" she was utterly confused.
"Yes" serious once again. "It's from your REAL parents"
"Excuse me?" she thought she heard it wrong. "Real parents?"
Her mom nodded in a rather uneasy way.
"You mean to say I'm adopted?" she shrilled in blatant shock
"Well, not really" her 'dad' tried so hard to stay calm.
"Uh.. I'm confused. What d'you mean not really?" She was getting pissed
"You see, adoption only applies for muggles" her 'dad' paused, searching for words "We didn't adopt you because we're wizards"
"Hold it, you guys are wizards?" surprised and incredulous both at the same time.
"Yes", they said in unison. Damn they were so calm.
"I.. I'm still confused! What am I then?" But, this girl, oh hell, she wasn't calm. She was already panicking.
"You are a wizard, a pureblooded wizard"
"A what!" very much surprised, "I thought I was a muggle-born?"
"You thought wrong"
"Wha.. I thought wrong! Of course I'll think wrong! I was deprived to know the truth!
Why now? I mean, Why now? Why only now? I'm 17! You could have told me before, you know, when I was 3? 4? Why now!" she was obviously fuming up. And judging by her stance, pretty far from them, she felt scared, irritated and hurt.
"It was your father's will" her 'mum' said, composed
"My father's will?" she questioned, still annoyed, "Have I met this 'father' of mine during my fake lifetime?" she mocked.
"He is a very famous wizard"
"Oh my god! Is he Gilderoy Lockhart?" He was the first person she thought of.
"No"
"Good, cause if he was.. Damn" she paused, realizing her girly crush on him during her second year at Hogwarts. If she didn't want him to be related to her, what more if she finds out the person whose flesh and blood she shares with was her worst nightmare. "Who's this father of mine then, mum, I mean, fake mum"
"You, know what, it really pains me to do this to you. I really feel bad about telling you all this just now. So, please don't make me feel so terribly pathetic. Even though I'm not your biological mother, I still cared for you like you were my real daughter. I still loved you like my own. And you calling me fake mum, degrades myself" she said, melancholic.
Her somewhat speech-like confrontation was very poignant that it made Hermione feel guilt and regret for her crude actuation.
"I.. I'm sorry.. I.. I just got carried away, I mean, who wouldn't? One minute I thought I was myself, a muggleborn child with you guys as parents, the next thing I know I'm a pureblooded witch who doesn't have a single clue about who she I really is"
"Well, now you're starting to know"
"Okay, so who was this so-called father of mine who robbed my true identity?" she forced to settle down a bit, but still, annoyance prevailed.
"He didn't rob your true identity; it was for your own good"
"For my own good? How can concealing the truth from me be a benefit for me?"
"Okay.. Here goes" she paused, taking in a deep breath "You see, you are not really Hermione Granger"
"Yeah, figured" it was casual, "Fake parents, fake bloodline, fake me. I expected you'll say that along the way. So, what's my real name then?"
"You are Venus.." her 'mum' said
"Venus? What the?" she interrupted, loathing the name.
"Yes, Venus Deity Riddle"
"Oh, so that explains the deity". Then, a wave of realization struck her, "Wait a minute, did you just say Venus Deity RIDDLE?"
"Yes", a smile was on her face.
"As in Riddle?" she swore she heard it wrong, "R-I-D-D-L-E?"
"Yes" his 'father' seconded
"You mean, Riddle, Tom Riddle?" still in disbelief.
"Yes" they said in unison.
"Tom Riddle-Riddle-Voldemort?" still in much disbelief.
"Yes" in unison once again.
"You're kidding me right?"
"Why would we kid you? You are the only heir of the Tom Marvolo Riddle, Hemione, or should I say Venus" her 'dad' said with pride.
"That's impossible"
"Oh, but it is, you are the only daughter of the greatest Dark Lord"
And then, Hermione fell unconscious. The information said was very formidable.
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Meanwhile, somewhere over the other side, a manor stood. In that manor stood a blond Draco Malfoy who was called by a busy Lucius Malfoy.
"Cancel all your appointments for tomorrow Draco" his father ordered
"Why father?"
"The Dark Lord's heir just celebrated her 17th birthday today.." he was cut
"The Dark Lord has an heir!" he was perplexed. He never knew the Dark Lord had an heir, a female heir for that matter.
"Yes and we are to meet her tomorrow" he ceased and wrote something "We are to meet your fiancée" he continued
"My fiancée father!" even more stunned by the divulged marital matter. He was getting married to a person he doesn't even know. That wasn't apart of his plans. He had always assumed that Pansy Parkinson would be that girl since, his parents obviously favored their relationship.
"Yes Draco, it has been planned that after the both of you graduate, you are to get married"
"I am to wed the Dark Lord's heir, father?" he was in disbelief.
"Yes"
"I haven't even met her father"
"What do you think the purpose of our rendezvous with her tomorrow's for?" he was irritated.
"Who is she?" The least he should probably know is her name.
"Save yourself from the talk. We are to meet her tomorrow. No more questions asked" Truth be told, Lucius had no idea who his son was going to marry. No single clue of who she was.
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