"I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse", I heard my father say. I smiled in excitement when I caught the meaning to his words. I was sitting on the stairs that lead to my room, listening to my father doing business. 'I love my life, it's so exciting and I learn so much' I think to myself. I wouldn't say I'm spoiled because I'm not. My daddy just loves me.
But you see my daddy, isn't my real daddy. When I was younger my actual parents didn't like me, they hit me. When I was three I was introduced to the belt, they said I deserved every minute my skin was marred with scars. That was the worst. I felt like nothing, I felt like dieing. Should a three year old feel that way? I don't think so. But I didn't know that back then. I was too ignorant of the world.
But one night when I was six, everything changed. A man dressed in black came to my rescue. I was sitting on our living room floor listening to my mommy and daddy fight, when a man barged through the front door held up a stick and said something I couldn't understand. Next thing I know blood is flying every where. But I didn't cry when I noticed my parents on the ground their heads on the other side of the room. I wasn't sad. I just sat there staring, admiring the man's handiwork. When the strange guy looked at my blood splattered face, he seemed shock to notice that I was smiling which led to laughing. The dark hero held out his hand, and I was more then happy to take it.
I later found out that the guy, who saved me was a man named Tom Riddle, an evil dark lord. Some people call him you-know-who, others call him the dark lord, but I call him father. From then on I have been taught everything and the only time I was hit was during karate classes. But now I'm eleven and he's sending me to a magic school called Howarts. I am to never speak of him and my life. I have to lie and tell the people in the school that I'm a stupid disgusting mudblood. But soon I will get my revenge on those who dare cross me. For I am after all the dark heir to Lord Voldemort, but currently I'm known as Hermione Granger, the bookworm know-it-all.
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yea...so...anyways. i like evil!Hermone fics
reveiws are much loved