Right, so this is different to the fanfiction that I am writing at the moment, this fiction is focusing on Dark Hermione. So if this is something that doesn't interest you, I won't be offended if you decided not to read this. This is just prologue, which is slow and starts at the end of 4th year just after Voldemort's return and Cedric Diggory's death. That is going to be one of the few things that will be similar to the works of JK Rowling. Anyway, I hope you read and enjoy.
Prologue
"I can't believe Cedric Diggory is dead." Hermione Granger, muggle-born and best friend to Harry Potter mourned, as she packed her trunk. Due to the recent events at the Triwizard Tournament which was held at Hogwarts, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore with the help of the school governors made the decision to close the school a few weeks early, in order for the student's to mourn the lose of a student and friend without the pressure of schools and exams.
"I know it's so sad." Parvati Patil, one of the girls in Hermione's dorm responded sadly as she finished packing her trunk. "I mean he was one of the best looking guys in school." She finished as she sat down on her bed. Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes at the obvious pettiness and shallowness of her Gryffindor friend. As soon as her trunk was packed and locked, Hermione waved her wand causing it to disappear, and hopefully reappear in the Entrance Hall to be placed on the Hogwarts Express. Once completed, she slowly made her way to the Common Room, where she spotted her two best friends sat on the sofa opposite the fireplace. Hermione slowly made her way over to the sofa, noticing that the boys seemed to be deep within thoughts. After sitting down in the chair next to the sofa, she observed the boys for a few moments. Harry Potter, otherwise known as the Chosen One or The-Boy-Who-Lived, sat staring into the fire, his eyes filled with tears that have been threatening to spill ever since he returned from the grave yard with Cedric Diggory's body. On the other hand, Ron Weasley seemed to be staring in to the fire just for the sake of staring.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Hermione asked her best friends with a small smile. Harry jumped at the sound of his best friends feminine voice and turned to look at her, not even attempting to smile.
"Everything is going to change isn't it? Voldemort is back and he's going to be after me." Harry said his voice laced with sadness and hatred towards the wizard that murdered his parents, and has tormented him the last four years.
"Of course it is going to change Harry. But you have Hermione and me by your side to help you bud," Ron said wrapping an arm around his best mate's shoulder in what could only be described as a manly fashion in order to offer him some sort of comfort.
"Thanks guys. But this is Voldemort; I wouldn't be offended if you decided this was all to much for you. I understand this isn't what you signed up for." Harry mumbled resting his head in his hand in defeat. Hermione couldn't stand to see her best friend like this crumble with the realisation of how difficult his life will become from now on. The female Gryffindor kneeled in front of green-eyed friend and tilted his chin up in order to look him in the eyes.
"You listen to me Harry James Potter, and you listen to me well. Ronald and I will stick by you through thick and thin. When have we left each other sides? First year, you helped me with the troll, and together we managed to reach the Philosopher's Stone. Second year we broke into the Slytherin Common Room. Well you guys did I was in the infirmary. Last year we saved Sirius Black and Buckbeak. And this year we helped you survive the Triwizard tasks. So why do you think now, that we would suddenly leave you?" Hermione finished forcefully, wanting her best friend to understand her. Ever since first year, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger also known as the Golden Trio, have been practically inseparable. Yes they have had their fair few arguments with manly Ron being the issue, but they have always forgiven each other. She watched as a single tear rolled down her friend's cheek and he tried to brush it away as quickly as he could to avoid the embarrassment. Harry slowly looked up, his green eyes meeting his friends warm brown eyes and slowly nodded in understanding, donning a watery smile.
"I don't know what I would do without you," he whispered to his female friend.
"Probably fail every exam mate!" Ron said in a jokily fashion in order to lighten the tense feeling that has encompassed the trio. The Trio softly laughed together appreciating Ron's dim sense of humour, which is what was needed at this certain moment in time. The Golden Trio sat in a quiet and companionable silence for a few moments before they were interrupted.
"What are you doing sitting around here?" Fred Weasley asked as he thundered down the stairs from the dormitories with his twin George following closely behind.
"It's almost time to leave – " George continued as the two of them approached his brother and his friends.
"You don't want to end up missing the train!" they finished together, before messing up their younger brother's hair in jest before leaving the Gryffindor Common Room. Hermione looked at her two best friends before holding onto each of their hands and pulling them to their feet and smiling softly at each other.
"You'll both come to visit me over the holidays right?" Ron asked quietly trying to sound indifferent encase they both said no.
"Of course!" Harry said happily, as he wouldn't have to spend that much time at the Dursley's over the summer. The Dursley's are Harry's only remaining living family members, who happen to be muggles. His Aunt Petunia, his mother's sister, despises everything magical related and has spread the idea of hating magic to her husband and son, which is turn means that they hate Harry. The little time that he spends there over summer is some of the worst points of Harry's year. They lock away his trunk and his wand, and have placed bars over his window so he hasn't got the opportunity to leave. It is hard, but moments like this when Ron offers a safe haven at his house over the summer is all Harry can look forward to.
"We wouldn't miss it," Hermione added with a very bright smile she wrapped her arms around the two of them. Immediately the boys returned the hug, not completely keen on the personal contact, however no matter how irritating and bossy Hermione could be, she is still their best friend and they will always love her. However what the boys couldn't see as they enjoyed the hug, there smile Hermione had, had disappeared from her face almost immediately.
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It was late in the afternoon, when the Hogwarts Express finally pulled into platform 9 ¾. Hermione picked up her trunk and slowly dragged it out of their compartment with Harry, Ron and some other friends in Gryffindor following behind rather quickly. As the teenagers eventually made their way to the platform, they all looked around for their parents, and in Harry's case his Uncle. Ron immediately spotted his mother Molly Weasley waving towards the Trio as they slowly made their way towards her. As soon as they reached her, Molly engulfed each teenager in a motherly hug, babbling on about how much she has missed everyone. From the corner of her eye, Hermione gave Harry a nudge and pointed into the corner. There stood a very large, overweight man, looking particularly uncomfortable to be in this situation and looking down at everyone that walked past with a condescending look in his eye; not that he has the right to. However to left of this man stood a couple with brunette hair, holding hands with smiles beaming on their faces as they caught sight of their daughter. Harry and Hermione said their goodbyes to the Weasley's as they made their way over to their respective family; Hermione with a smile donning her face, and Harry producing more of a grimace.
"Hermione, we have missed you," Jean Granger her mother said as soon as her daughter was within hearing range. Jean opened her arms as her daughter ran into them, her father Richard joining in with the affection as he had missed his daughter while she has been at school.
"I have missed you both so much," Hermione, whispered a true smile appearing on her face, the first time in a long time. Hermione quickly glanced over to her best friend, and watched as his uncle roughly grabbed him by the arm and started dragging him away to the exit.
"Harry! We will walk with you; we've all got to head to the car park anyway. May as well do it together," Hermione said looking at her parents for their approval. Her mother smiled as her father gave her small nod showing her that what she is doing is the right thing to do. Harry gave a very grateful smile, as there is now a delay in the amount of alone time he has to spend with his horrid Uncle. The five of them made their way to the exit, Vernon trying everything in his power to walk ahead, but struggling.
"Come on boy," he all but shouted at Harry as he watched his Nephew dragging his heavy trunk behind him, but doing nothing to help. Harry rolled his eyes, and looked over to his best friend who took his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, and whispered how he only needs to put up with the Dursley's for a couple of weeks before he heads off to The Burrow. The thought of this almost put some more pep in Harry's step. Within a few minutes, they had reached the car park and the teenagers had one final hug before going their separate ways. As soon as the Granger family were out of sight from Harry and Vernon, Hermione let out a small chuckle.
"Are you okay sweetie?" Jean Granger asked her daughter as her father took hold of her trunk.
"Yes mother. I'm just sick of this charade, I just want to be myself." Hermione moaned as she took hold of her parent's arms.
"All in good time, Hermione. All in good time. We are going to make a quick stop before we head home. And I think you are going to appreciate this," her father said, as he pulled out his wand. Without warning, Hermione felt that strange disorientating feeling that would be similar to going through a vacuum as she did side along apparition with her father. Within seconds the Granger family found themselves in front of a huge, gloomy and slightly intimidating Manor, which suited the owner to perfection. With a quick pace the family made their way to the entrance where they were greeted by a house-elf that showed them where the owner of the manor would be located. After walking down many, many corridors they finally arrived at the Manor's library. Hermione entered first, and no matter how many times she was here, she will and forever will be in awe of the sheer number of books that have been stored within this particular room. There must be over a thousand books within this room, and from a young age Hermione has made it her mission in life to read every single book in the Manor's library. Every day since she was child, and every school holiday, Hermione would spend time alone within this room, honing her magical skills as well as reading. However something was different this time Hermione arrived at the library, instead of being empty she noticed a figure in the seat in the chair facing the fireplace. A figure that she has never seen in full form, a figure that she has treated as family ever since she was a little girl. A figure that slowly turned in the chair when the Granger's entered the room. A small smile formed on Hermione's mouth as she briskly walked towards the figure that slowly stood from their chair and had their arms open in wait. Hermione almost ran into the open arms, as she wrapped her hands around the adult's waist as they wrapped their arms around her shoulders.
"Uncle Tom, I have missed you," Hermione whispered her face buried within the man who she will always view as an uncle's cloak.
"And I have missed you, my darling Hermione," the dark and sinister voice replied, a small smile on his lips, as he realised one of his greatest followers has returned to him.
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