"Have you seen Hermione?" Harry asked Ron the next morning. "I don't remember seeing her last night."

Ron shrugged. "Who knows? She probably left early to go back to the library."

Harry ran his hand through his already messy black hair. "Maybe..."

"Let's go eat. I'm starving. We can look for her after we eat."

"Sure." Harry reluctantly agreed knowing he wasn't going to get Ron to do anything until he had food in his stomach.

The duo made their way down into the great hall, Ron immediately started shovelling food onto his plate and started stuffing his mouth. Harry looked at his friend with a disgusted look plastered onto his face. He noticed Lavender Brown at the table and made his way over to her.

"Hey Lav, have you seen Hermione?"

Lavender looked up at him, batting her eyelashes. "No Harry. She didn't come back to the dorm last night."

"Really?"

She shrugged. "Maybe she was shacking up with some guy she doesn't want you to know about."

Harry glared at the witch before him. "Hermione is not like that."

She flipped her hair back, "Whatever you say." And turned back to her friends.

Harry made his way back to Ron. "'Mione didn't come back to the dorm last night."

"So?"

Harry sighed. "I am really worried about her Ron."

"Goph look for herph then."Ron mumble, food spitting out of his mouth.

"Fine." Harry muttered and walked out of the great hall and made his way to the library. He went to the back corner where Hermione usually sat and noticed a book laying on the floor in front of the chair. He picked it up and looked at it, setting it on the chair and decided to go see the headmaster. Harry ran all the way to the garygoyle that led to the headmasters office and burst inside.

"Mr. Potter?" Albus Dumbledore asked, eyeing Harry over his half moon spectacles.

"She's gone."

"Who Mr. Potter?"

"Hermione."


"Let me go!" Hermione screamed through the door. She was actually surprised she was thrown into a room and not a cell. "Let me out of here!" She was sure she has been screaming for hours and no one has come to the door. "At least tell me what the hell is going on!"

The door opened and Draco Malfoy walked through. "Hello Granger."

She scowled at him. "Why are you Ferret?"

He smirked at here. "I don't know if you have noticed, but you are in my house."

She paled. "Please tell me why I'm here."

"Can't. I haven't come to enjoy your self pity. I came here to bring to you him."

"Him?" She asked, "you mean Tom Riddle?"

"I wouldn't call him that to his face if I were you. He doesn't like the name."

"Bite me."

"Don't tempt me."

She rolled her eyes, "Ugh, sick. Let's just get this over with." When Draco just stood there staring at her. "Well? Lead on Ferret."

He jumped at her yell and led her out the door. He muttered sorry before slipping a blindfold over her eyes. They didn't walk very long, they ignore her for hours and they were just down the hall. She wanted to scream in frustration, but at the moment it felt like her heart was pounding 100 miles a minute. Draco led her through the door and took off her blindfold. She was surprised to only see Voldemort and the older Malfoy in the room. If the Dark Lord wanted to kill her, wouldn't he want to make a spectacle of it? Maybe even a video of some kind.

"Ah, welcome Miss. Granger." Voldemort welcomed her.

"If your going to kill me, can you just do it already?" She demanded with more bravado than she felt.

Voldemort laughed. "What makes you think I want to kill you, my dear?"

"I could think of a few reasons."

"You being a muggleborn Miss. Granger is not true."

"Excuse me?" Hermione narrowed my eyes at him. "Have you lost your mind completely?"

"Not at all. Sure some muggleborns are smart and some purebloods are idiots, but you, my dear, are neither. You are a half blood."

She heard a choking sound and looked behind her, where Draco stood trying not to laugh. she turned back to Voldemort and tried to figure out where this was going. "OK, can you just get to your point?"

"Very well. To do that I must tell you a story. Have a seat." He gestured to a couch to his right, Hermione walked over slowly, sitting down on the couch, Draco sitting beside her. "Not many people know this, but my mother fell in love with a muggle, he was handsome and well adjusted. He did not return her feelings though and she resorted to a love potion. Every few weeks she would have give him more, and finally they ended up married and she found herself pregnant. It was not an easy pregnancy, and to ensure her child's life she had to remain in bed. She wasn't able to give my father the love potion anymore and when he realized what she did he went into a rage. He tried to kill her and his unborn child-" Hermione gasped. "-Before he could, she apparated to her family's mansion.

"Upon hearing his daughter was pregnant with a halfblood he sent her on her way. He didn't want anything to do with her or the tainted blood she carried. So she had no choice but to go and live her life as a muggle. The baby was born and she gave him the name of Tom Riddle, and as he grew older Tom became the spitting image of her beloved and she couldn't take the heartbreak she felt every time he looked at her. When he was eight, she took her own life, and he was sent to an orphanage."

"I actually know all this." Hermione muttered.

"Yes, I am sure Dumbledore told you my pitiful story, but he does not know all of it." Voldemort replied, taking a drink from his tea. "Let us fast forward a bit, shall we? It was my sixth year in Hogwarts, by then, I learned all there was to know about- well dark magic and was on my way to becoming Lord Voldemort when I met her. She transferred from a different school somewhere in Ireland and she was like nothing I have seen before. She was the most sought after thing in Hogwarts that year, so instead of trying to woo her, I became her friend. For the rest of our sixth and most of our seventh we were friends, and as the days went by we became closer and closer. She told me I was her salvation from the horror of Hogwarts.

"How was I suppose to tell her that I too had also fallen in love with her? I couldn't. It wasn't until late spring that she confessed her love for me. I was overjoyed and told her I shared the same feelings. After school, we got married and moved into my father's mansion. I was happy for the first time in my life, and soon after, we found out she was pregnant. Like my mother before her, it was a very hard pregnancy and she lost the baby. We were both devastated. A few years later, on September 19, 1999 we had a baby girl." He looked at Hermione then, "Care to guess her name?"

Hermione felt like she had cotton stuck in her mouth and shook her head in the negative. "Hermione Lilith Riddle."

Hermione's mouth fell open. "Are you trying to tell me that you are my father?"

"That is exactly what I am telling you."

"You have got to be kidding. There is no way we are related."

"But it is true. We had Draco take some of your blood so we could test it to make sure. And the results came back positive. You are my daughter." The room started spinning and Hermione saw black dots swim in front of her eyes, and then she saw the white marble floor rush up to her. The last thing she saw before her world went completely dark was Voldemort rushing to her side with a look of concern on his face.


A/N: Here is chapter two, sorry it is so short. After this, all the chapters will be in Hermione's POV and occasionally Voldemorts Most of you probably seen the whole related thing coming, wanted to try it out. I mean, honestly, he had a pretty crappy life and everything and he turned out evil. Maybe if he had more love in his life, like Harry did, he would have changed. Anyway, read and review. Love hearing your feedback. As I said in chapter eleven, I am pushing everything up to meet up with the year 2015. So instead Hermione will be born in 1999 and Voldemort would be born in the 70's. I suck at math, and trying to remember all that was such a pain so I just moved it up a bit. Hope it does not bother you.

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