A/N- Hey guys! Thank you so much for the reviews so far!
Sinkme- Yes, Sirius is supposed to be dead, but I have a plan to make it that he's alive. And yes, everything went according to the last books. It gets AU at HBP, so it's an alternate sixth year. And for the third time, yes, I'm planning to have Snape in this story. I'm almost positive he'll be on the dark side, but I'm not entirely sure. But thank you for the great review!
Also, I know I have a lot of things to explain, like the prophecy, and about Jacqueline, Harry and Hermione's birth mother and Tom's wife. And I know I have to explain what happened to Sirius and Remus, and what happened when Dumbledore attacked Riddle Manor. I'll try to explain as much as I can in this chapter.
So, here we go, Chapter two of Darkness Reborn. PLEASE READ AN REVIEW! BUT YOU KNOW THE DRILL, NO FLAMES!
Chapter Two: Awakening and Secrets Revealed
All Hermione could remember was her father pouncing on her, her pleading for her father to stop, and strangely, Draco Malfoy threatening her father. Hermione sighed softly as she snuggled into the soft sheets. Wait. Soft sheets? Hermione opened her eyes suddenly, realizing that she wasn't in her small room, knowing that all she had was a thin, rough blanket and a pillow, since her father thought it was best for her to suffer every summer. Hermione sat up slowly, her body still aching in pain from her father's punishment, and looked around. The room she was in was all white. At first, Hermione thought that she was in the hospital wing at Hogwarts, until she realized there were only two beds, and the room was much smaller and cleaner. And someone, who seemed in much worse condition than she was, occupied that bed. She got on her feet, wincing in pain from her aching muscles, and walked in baby steps toward the bed to see who was in the bed. She suddenly stopped when she saw enough to realize who it was. It was a boy, around her age, but he looked at least fourteen or thirteen of how thin he was. He had cuts and bruises all over his face and arms, but what she recognized, was the wild black hair, the round glasses sitting on the table beside the boys bed, and the ever famous lightning bolt scar on his head. Hermione was shaking now, tears brimming her eyes. Harry. She knelt slowly to Harry's bed side, put a hand on his shoulder, and started to cry. But she didn't realize that Harry's eyes had opened,
"Hermione?" he whispered, his voice hoarse. Hermione's eyes widened as she suddenly started to hug him tightly, sobbing,
"Oh Harry! What happened to you? I wish I could have done something-"
"Hermione? Do you think you could let go? I'm still a little sore" Harry said, wincing in pain. Hermione immediately let go and sat on the bed beside him. Harry took his glasses from the table beside his bed and looked up at her bruised face,
"What happened?" he asked softly. Hermione turned away,
"I don't want to talk about it" she said quietly. Harry grabbed her hand,
"Tell me. I'll tell you what happened if you tell me" Hermione took a shaky breath and looked at him, brown meeting emerald green,
"Well, I haven't been very honest with you and Ron all these years. I was afraid if I told you, you wouldn't want to be my friend anymore" Harry gave a soft smile,
"Hermione, no matter what happens, you will always be my best friend" And with that, Hermione told Harry of what happened. How as soon as she got her Hogwarts letter, her father threatened her not to go, but how her curiosity got the best of her. She explained how every summer, her parents would pull off a fake greeting, and as soon as they got home, her mother would go out, and her father would sit by
the television, drinking as much alcohol as he could, and either beating up Hermione, or passing out on the couch. She told him of how her mother was leaving her father and her, and Draco Malfoy saved her life. Harry's eyes widened at the mention of Malfoy,
"Are you positive it was Malfoy, Hermione? I mean, out of all people, Malfoy?" Hermione nodded,
"I'm positive. He sounded like Malfoy, looked like Malfoy, and pulled off the same smirk as Malfoy, but, not to me. And before I could say anything to him, I passed out. And, that's all I remember" she looked at Harry, who gave her a teary grin,
"Well, at least you're not alone with the abuse, I've been taking it ever since I was five" Hermione stared at him in shock
"Five? Your uncle started beating you at five years old? If Sirius would have known he would have-" Hermione stopped short after realizing what she had just said,
"Harry-"
"It's alright Hermione" he whispered softly, cracking a sad grin "I'm used to losing people I consider family, remember?" Hermione chocked on a sob, but held it in as she took his hand,
"Well, you have me, and you will always have me, no matter what happens" Harry started to cry softly, as Hermione reached over to hug him. They stayed in that position until they heard the door open. The both quickly pulled out of the hug to see a woman at the door in a healer uniform. Her eyes widened in joy as she turned to the hallway,
"Master! Master! They're awake!" seconds later, a man appeared at the doorway, and the healer bowed to him. The man gave a curt nod, and the healer scurried out of the room. The man seemed to be in his late twenties, early thirties, was around 6'3, with shoulder length black hair, a creamy white complexion, and a muscular build. His turquoise eyes stayed on Harry and Hermione and his lips formed into a soft, comforting smile. Harry felt a strange presence around him, feeling as if he's met him once before,
"There is nothing to be afraid of" said the man in a deep, but soft voice. Hermione asked the question going through her and Harry's head,
"Who are you?" she asked. The man sighed, as if afraid to hear Harry and Hermione's response if he told them, but he responded anyway,
"My name is Thomas Marvolo Riddle, but known to you as Lord Voldemort" Hermione's eyes widened in fear as she scooted closer to Harry, but Harry's seemed calm, but on the inside, his emotions were mixing into one. Harry's eyes narrowed,
"So you decided to torture us yourself, eh? Decided that the abuse wasn't enough punishment? Well, if you want to kill me, go ahead and kill me! I'd rather be dead than alive" Hermione turned sharply toward him
"Harry, don't say-"
"If I wanted to kill you, I would have gotten it over with already" Voldemort said softly "I'm not here to hurt either of you" Harry raised an eyebrow,
"And you expect me to believe you? The man who murdered my parents and other innocents showing no mercy, the man whose vacation is going on raids and torturing muggles for no apparent reason? If you think I'm going to listen to you, let me just tell you right now, I think it would be best for you to just kill me, get it over with, because-"
"Harry, I said before, if I wanted to kill you, I would have done it already, in front of all my death eaters. But, do you see any death eaters around? No. So, will you and Miss Granger listen to what I have to say, or will I have to make you?"Voldemort said as calmly as he could, but sounding irritated. Harry sighed and leaned back against the pillows, not wanting to drag Hermione into any trouble he might cause. Voldemort sat on Hermione's bed, since she was in Harry's bed,
"Did anyone ever tell you two that I was married?" he asked softly, looking straight at Harry and Hermione. Hermione's eyes widened in shock, as Harry looked sick to his stomach. Voldemort chuckled,
"I guess not. I wouldn't think Dumbledore would tell anyone that I actually have a heart, especially the Boy Who Lived" Harry was about to say something to that remark, but Voldemort cut him off,
"Well, anyways, her name was Jacqueline Xavier, probably my first friend at Hogwarts. Even though I was a Slytherin, and she was a Ravenclaw, we both got very close, both of us growing up alone, but, we had each other. Around our fourth year, we started studying the Dark Arts, right under Dumbledore's nose. In sixth year, I finally got the courage to tell her my feelings for her, luckily, Jacqueline felt the same way. After Hogwarts, we secretly got married, while I was building my army against Dumbledore. You see, during my Hogwarts years, Dumbledore treated me like a son. He taught me everything he knew, or at least, everything I thought he knew. Turns out, it was all a scheme to get me to kill Grindelwald, the darkest wizard in history, in my time, but was planning on killing me off after, so he would look like the hero. But, I found out about it, and was able to escape with Jacqueline before my memory would be obliviated again" Harry's eyes widened, but Hermione was the one who spoke,
"Dumbledore would never-"but Voldemort cut her off,
"There are a lot of things nobody knows about him. But, anyways, as soon as I escaped, and Jacqueline and I got married, I started gathering followers from all around the world in the wizarding community. With over seven hundred followers around the world, I guess you can say, I was at my highest point. Nine months later, my wife gave birth to two beautiful children, Leila Adrienne and Russell Alexander, fraternal twins" Harry's and Hermione's eyes widened at the thought of Voldemort having children,
"I loved them with all my heart, and so did my inner circle, which four of them were Leila's and Russell's god parents. I tried to be with my wife and children, yet run my army efficiently; after all, I couldn't let all my death eaters know I had a heart. But, while I was away in Russia gaining more followers, Dumbledore and his order attacked the manor, where Jacqueline, Russell and Leila were" Voldemort stopped short, and took a shaky breath,
"Dumbledore killed Jacqueline, took Leila and Russell, and hid one with a muggle family, the other, with a light wizarding family. Some of my inner circle's memories were wiped, and Dumbledore sent them to the light side, including Russell's godfather" Hermione's eyes widened even wider, getting a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. Harry was no better. He had a feeling of what Voldemort was saying, but he prayed to Merlin it wasn't true,
"For fifteen years, I've been searching for them, trying to find where Dumbledore has hidden them. Then, I guess you can say a miracle happened. Lucius Malfoy was at St. Mungo's, trying to get as much information as he could, and, in a restricted section, he found Leila and Russell's birth certificates, and their adoption papers" With that, Voldemort took two pieces of paper from his robes, and handed one to Hermione, and one to Harry,
"I think you two should read these" he said, not looking at them. Hermione took a shaky breath and read the following,
Birth Name: Leila Adrienne Riddle
Birth Date: July 31st, 1980
Birth Father: Thomas Marvolo Riddle
Birth Mother: Jacqueline Miranda Xavier-Riddle
Godfather: Lucius Malfoy
Godmother: Narcissa Malfoy
Hermione looked at the adoption papers, turning green,
Adopted Name: Hermione Jean Granger
Birth Date: September 19th, 1980
Adopted Father: Daniel Jay Granger
Adopted Mother: Rose Anna Smith-Granger
No Godparents
She turned to Harry, who was turning red with anger. Harry read it over and over, trying to process it in his mind,
Birth Name: Russell Alexander Riddle
Birth Date: July 31st, 1980
Birth Father: Thomas Marvolo Riddle
Birth Mother: Jacqueline Miranda Xavier-Riddle
Godfather: Sirius Black
Godmother: Bellatrix Black
Adopted Name: Harry James Potter
Birth Date: July 31st, 1980
Adopted Father: James Austin Potter
Adopted Mother: Lily Marie Evans
Godfather: Sirius Black
Harry couldn't believe it. All this time, he had a family, and Dumbledore thought it was best to deprive him of that for his own uses! He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Hermione who was crying. He turned to Voldemort, whose eyes had tears in them,
"I'm sure that this is hard for you two" he said quietly, he started walking toward the door "I'll leave you two alone to talk, I'm sure you're exhausted. But I will be downstairs in the dining room. If either of you would like to join me, you are always welcome, but if you want to rest, that's very understandable too. But, I would like you two to have something first" Voldemort walked slowly toward them, taking out two chains from his robe. One was a silver chain, with a silver pendant on it with green emeralds spelling R.A.R. Harry knew it was for him, since it was the initials of his birth name. The other one was a golden heart shaped locket, with blue rhinestones on it forming into L.A.R, so Hermione knew it was for her. Voldemort handed them each their necklace,
"Your mother made these for you when you were born. I think after all these years, she would have wanted you to see her greatest work" he said softly, giving the two a small smile. With that, he walked toward the door, and left the room. Harry and Hermione sat there in shock, looking at the necklace. Harry's had very Slytherin details, the green and the silver, not to mention the painted black snake with emeralds as eyes staring at him. Hermione's had more Ravenclaw details, since Voldemort said their mother had been in Ravenclaw. Hermione slowly opened the locket, looking at the picture in it with tears in her eyes,
"Harry? I think this is a picture of us when our m-mother was alive" she whispered, stumbling on the word 'mother'. Harry looked at the picture, chocking a sob. In the picture he saw Voldemort, looking a lot like he did when he first came into the room, except much happier. In his arms was a baby girl, who he guessed was Hermione, with black curls and turquoise eyes. He then looked to the baby next to Hermione, recognizing it as himself, with black hair and forest green eyes. The last person Harry saw in the picture really drew him to the point of breaking down. Their birth mother. She was a beautiful woman, looking a lot like Lily Potter, except with forest green eyes instead of emerald, her hair was much darker, and her skin was a creamy white, like Voldemorts. Harry closed his eyes, just wishing that he could go back to that time,
"Do you think he's telling the truth?" asked Hermione softly, eyes still on her locket. Harry nodded,
"As much as I didn't want to believe it at first, I think he is. Should we go down?" Hermione smiled,
"Yeah, I think we should" so Hermione and Harry got out of the bed, Hermione putting the locket over her head, and Harry putting his pendant around his neck, and walked down to the dining room.
Miles away, in Number 12 Grimmauld Place, the Order of the Phoenix was having a meeting on the disappearance of Harry Potter and Hermione Granger,
"I WANT MY PAY!" roared a voice from the table. The voice came from a boy who could not be considered handsome. He was tall and lanky, with orange red hair, and blue eyes, which had a greedy glint in them. Freckles covered his face, and his teeth were gritted,
"YOU PROMISED ME THAT I WOULD HAVE HERMIONE BY THE END OF THE SUMMER, BUT NOW SHES GONE! AND WHAT ABOUT GINNY? YOU'VE BEEN PROMISING HER POTTER FOR YEARS, NOW HE'S GONE TOO. HEADMASTER, YOU BETTER FIND THEM OR-"
"I assure you, Mr. Weasley, that you and Miss Weasley will have your pay soon" said a man calmly at the head of the table. He seemed very old, with wrinkles all over his face. His hair was white and long, so was his beard. His blue eyes twinkled from his half moon glasses as he looked at the order. Ron Weasley huffed and sat down, mumbling to himself. His sister, Ginny Weasley had the same angry look on her face as her brother, wanting what was hers. Ginny and Ron had joined the Order when Ron was in his fourth year. Ever since, they had been spying on Harry and Hermione, hoping to keep them in line. Their mother, Molly Weasley, started to speak,
"Albus, what if You-Know-Who found out about them? If he did, the light side will be doomed-"
"I promise you, Molly, that no matter what, the light side will prevail. And if Voldemort has told them, we will attack the manor, mortify their memories, and your children will get their rewards. Besides, I'm not even sure they will believe him. After telling Harry about the prophecy, I'm sure that will give him a better reason to kill Voldemort. And Miss Granger, I'm sure, will tag along with him. But there is nothing to worry about my dear; everything will go according to plan" Molly nodded, happy her children will get what they want. Dumbledore smiled, as the order started talks of the attack that might occur if Potter and Granger didn't return. Luckily neither Remus nor Tonks were here to hear his plans for Harry and Hermione; otherwise, he would have to wipe their memories again. Everything was going according to plan. Or, so in Dumbledore's mind. What Dumbledore didn't know that soon, two teenagers were going to change the course of the Wizarding World forever.
A/N- CHAPTER TWO IS DONEEE!! I hope you guys liked it! I know there is still A LOT to explain, but some more will be explained in the next chapter. I'm also thinking of bringing Bellatrix, the Malfoys, and Snape in the next chapter. And Harry and Hermione don't know their mother was a vampire yet (and if you didn't know, she is a vampire, and she turned Voldemort, so Voldemorts a vampire too, just to clear that up) Anyway, this will also be Ron/Ginny/Dumbledore bashing (as you see above :D) But Remus was a part of the inner circle that's memory was wiped, and he was one of Voldemorts best friends (soon, I'll be calling Voldemort Tom in the story) So, ok. PLEASE REVIEW! BUT NO, ABSOLUTLEY, NO FLAMES (sorry for all those people who hate this story, but, if you hate it so much, bash it with your friends, not to me) THANK YOU!!
