My first FanFic. so please tell me what you think or if i should even continue.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story line:)
Chapter one:
Finally, after waiting for two hours, the tall, long-haired blonde strode into the practically empty, run-down pub. He all but destroyed the old beaten wooden door, bringing in the cold winter air behind him. The three people inside looked up and stared at the man; one with fear and the other with irritation, but I looked at him expectantly knowing he was coming. From his posture I knew her was here for business, not a drink. His long black cloak billowed behind him in his brisk walk. He approached the nervous bartender with a sneer; this caused him to cower even more than he already was. Knowing he would be threatening the man I paid no mind to them; I waited patiently for them to be done. After much harsh whispers and hasty nods from the frightened fool, the man turned and walked back out the way he came. I hurriedly stood and followed out into the snowy Knockturn Alley.
There weren't any other people around so I seized the opportunity to catch his attention.
"Mr. Malfoy!" I said a bit too loudly in my haste to stop him from apparating away. He stopped and slowly turned around to look at me; a permanent sneer plastered on his handsome but aged face. His presence didn't scare me in the least so I smirked back at him to show him he couldn't get rid of me that easily.
"And what would our dear Mudblood want today?" he sneered at me. This only made me smirk even more.
"It is a very important visit I seek. Take me to your Lord." I quirked my eyebrow up at him and smiled.
"Why, exactly, would he bother with filth like you?" he began to smirk. I continued to smile and even managed a small giggle in an attempt to take him off guard. If it bothered him he didn't show it so I continued.
"Why, dear Lucius I know things that might change this war in his favor." I giggled some more and looked him in the eye. This seemed to strike a nerve in him and his face went blank momentarily before his famous sneer was back in place.
"Fine, you may come. Take my arm but do try to keep your Mudblood germs to yourself."
I took his arm and felt the familiar pull in my gut of apparation and then as fast as it came it was gone and we landed on our feet at the Malfoy Manor. I let go of Lucius's arm and followed him through the gates and up the path leading to the grand house. It wasn't what I had expected from the dark man, it was big and luxuriously white with balconies for every room and big white columns supporting them. Vines curled their way up the columns and the walls but it wasn't overgrown, it made it even more beautiful. The gardens surrounding the mansion were breathtaking. There was every type of flower you could think of and they were all vibrant and blossomed despite the fact it was in the middle of a harsh winter. There were colorful peacocks, white swans, and pink flamingos dotted around a large pond full of large koi fish. It was all so enchanting that I barely noticed we were going up the steps to the door.
Inside was even more breathtaking with all the decorations and paintings, but still it was very light which surprised me even more and it was only the foyer. I had expected a big daunting mansion with dark artifacts in every corner, but this was so big and grand and beautiful it seemed that there was no war or even a dark lord staying in the house. The floor was a deep red stained wood and the walls had a complimentary dark beige color with black knick knacks and picture frames. There were dark wooden tables against the walls next to all the doors that branched off to more rooms, with different pictures or even old heirlooms on them. Even though it was a lot of things it didn't seem cluttered or messy, it was all color coordinated and organized well. There were two sets of stairs leading up to a big door in the middle, they were curved and a shiny dark blue granite. It reminded me of a princess castle. There were also two hallways one to the left and one to the right; both also had staircases leading to the second floor.
I followed Lucius further into the entrance and turned down the left hallway; we stopped just before the stairs and went into one of the four doors in the hallway. I assumed the first floor had different sitting rooms and offices, because we entered into what appeared to be a study with a little coffee table and chairs but also a desk with a shelf of books behind it. This must have been Lucius's; it had dark wood floors and dark wooded furniture but the cushions where white. It was big but not too big, but impressive still.
I also noticed we weren't alone in the room; Narscissa Malfoy was sitting on the sofa with a witch fashion magazine and tea in front of her on the little table. Draco Malfoy sat on one of the armchairs around the table reading a Dark Arts book. And then another man, he had dark black hair and pale smooth skin. He was sitting in the other armchair across from Draco. At first I didn't know who he was until he looked up and I saw his red eyes; Lord Voldemort in the flesh. He had reverted to his old self Tom Riddle; he was less intimidating in this form but he radiated power which could cause anyone to cower. They all looked up at the sound of the door and started to smile until the noticed me slightly behind Lucius. Draco had the look of disgust on his face and Narscissa held her nose in the air as if she had smelled something gross. Voldemort on the other hand had a look of curiosity as to why Lucius had brought me here.
"Lucius darling, why did you bring that filth into our home?" Narscissa asked with a strange politeness even though her words were offending.
"She asked me to bring her to our Lord, so here I am." He replied with a sweet smile towards his wife.
"So Granger, what could have sent you to ending your pathetic Mudblood life so early? Did Potter deny his affections to you? Did the Weasel shag you and realize you were a terrible lay?" Draco said with a smirk and a laugh.
"I came here to talk to your Lord, not to you Malfoy. And I wouldn't touch the two of those pigs with a ten foot pole even if my life depended on it." I sneered back at him. At my words, Voldemort stood and walked over to the dark wooden desk and sat down in the large chair behind it. He transfigured four chairs on the other side and gestured for all of us to take a seat. Without hesitation we all sat down; I sat in the middle with Lucius on my left and Narscissa next to him and Draco on my right.
"So Miss Granger, what do you wish to speak to me about? I assume there has been trouble with 'the Golden Trio' for you to speak so harshly of them."
"Well Sir, I have come here with three reasons. One, the Order has proven to be as corrupt as their foolish old leader. Two, because of the circumstances of what has recently happened between me and the Order I wish to join the Death Eaters and serve you loyally. And three, this is the most shocking of all. I learned of my true heritage; not only am I not a Muggleborn, but I am a Pureblood. Not just any Pureblood though, Sir, I have found my real father."
"And who would your father be? Is he well known?" Tom asked.
"You are my father." I said and the already silent room seemed to go even quieter. The silence was deafening until Narscissa finally spoke up.
"My Lord, this can't be possible. I thought the Order destroyed your daughter years ago when they learned of her existence." Apparently the two older Malfoys knew Voldemort had a child, but it took Draco by surprise.
"Yes I thought so too. They did a very good job at making it seem like they did. But it would make sense. Has Dumbledore been close to you over the years?" he asked me.
"Well I suppose he has. He always seemed very close to Harry, though that was expected. He did always check up on me though. In school he would call me to his office at late hours and ask me questions, though most of them were about Harry and as I got older they were about how I felt about the Order. Then when I officially joined the Order they became more personal. Things of how I felt towards the boys, or how I was coping with taking my 'parents' memories and sending them away, even once he asked about my family he asked me to describe them to him. At the time I didn't think anything of it, just concerned of my well being. I had started to do research on spells and potions that could help with the war when I came across a memory spell book. There was how to remove memories and how to restore them, I became curious. I figured the only way to know if I've ever lost memories was to cast the restoration spell on myself. What happened took me by surprise. I remembered things that I obviously could before. During the meetings with Dumbledore he would torture me and even resort to violence because apparently I was showing signs of being your daughter. He would heal me and Obliviate me then send me on my way. I also remembered being taken from you. I was young and there was so much going on, I remember my mother holding me close trying to run and fight off the Order to get me to safety. Then I remember them hitting her with something and snatching me and taking me to someone's home. They discussed what they would do with me and then came in and removed all memories of being a pureblood and placed me with some muggles and the rest you all know. Dumbledore walked in after I cast the spell and gave me a weird look. I believe he was angry once he realized what I had just done. He bound me to the wall and began throwing different spells at me, all of which were painful. When he felt I had enough he threatened to kill me if I ever spoke a word of this to anyone. I was so scared I just nodded and let him heal me and went back into my room. I cried and cried until both Harry and Ron came in that night after everyone was asleep. At first I thought was it was to see what was wrong but then I noticed they had this weird look in their eyes. Dumbledore Imperiused them and I could do nothing as they both took their turns beating and raping me. After they left I laid there bloody and broken and I started my escape plan. Once I was healthy enough to leave I knocked out Sirius Black and left, I ran and ran until I decided to apparate to my old home. It took about a week for me to realize what I had to do. Then today I went to the pub where I knew Lucius would be and then well, here I am." At the end of my speech I noticed Narscissa sniffling and wiping a tear from her eye and my father looked angry. Lucius looked upset as well but Draco's reaction is what took me by surprise. He looked angry like my father but also worried. I looked him in the eye and there seemed to be a silent truce called between us. I nodded slightly and he did too, then I looked back at my father.
"I swear, I'll kill them all if it's the last thing I do!" my father roared. "You are my daughter. There is no doubt. Your mother will be so happy. Though I wish to kill the entire Order, now is not the time. A believe a celebration dinner is in order and a ball to introduce you darling. Hermione Elizabeth Riddle, Heiress of the Dark."
So what did you think? I'm going to say this now. I may take a while to update which I apologize for now but I will try my best to update as soon as I can. I'm still writing this as I go so if I get writers block then it'll take even longer. So I am open for ideas to help speed the process along and I will take opinions in so I can improve the story as I go. Anyways! I hope you liked it so far and I hope you wish to stick around long enough to see where this goes:) review please!