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Malfoy Manor:

"Was mother fond of Malfoy Manor?" Hermione asked her uncle. "Or did she and father live in another place?"

"Kathline was fond of any place that she could call home. If you are inquiring about where your parents lived prior to you birth the answer would best come from your Father." Lucius responded carefully.

"Meaning that you are unsure how much you can tell the 'brains' of the Golden Trio." Hermione guessed accurately.

"Quite right, niece." He responded with a smile.

"Hey I thought Malfoy's don't smile." Hermione poked fun at her uncle. "At least that's what Draco told me last year."

"Hermione, stop making fun of you uncle and come with me." Voldemort ordered his daughter.

"Yes sir." Hermione stated grinning widely at the thought of poking fun at the 'Dark Lord'.

"Why are you bothering your uncle?" He asked as they walked towards the 'meeting' room.

"Cause it is fun." Hermione answered promptly. "Why would you rather I bug you instead?" Voldemort blinked rapidly trying to process her teasing. Hermione snickered seeing him looking so confused.

"Why must you bother someone?" He asked noticing that he would regret the answer by her smirk.

"Isn't that what Gryffindor's are suppose to do? Get under the skin of Slytherins?" She asked innocently.

"What are you talking about?" Voldemort demanded confused by her words.

"Slytherin's hex Gryffindors and in return we annoy the hell out of them." Hermione stated as if she was talking to a two year-old. "Didn't you learn that in school?" She teased her father.

"We have more important things to discuss than school rivalries." He snapped getting irritated with his daughter.

"So you are finally willing to talk to me other than to tell me to leave because you have Death Eater thing to discuss or do?" Hermione snapped back at him. "I have been here for a week and all I hear is that you're to busy to deal with me. Why did you bring me here if all you are going to do is ignore me?" During the argument several of his followers gathered including the Malfoys, and upon hearing her lose her temper Draco went pale. "If you don't want me here then I will just leave." She snapped turning from her father.

"And where will you go? Your muggle family won't keep you there and you can't visit your 'best friend' so where will you go?" Voldemort shouted after her, following her through the crowd that was surrounding them easily. He followed her to the only room with the Floo connected and watched her grab floo powder from the mantle. His eyes widened when she turned on him from inside the fireplace and shouted "The Burrow!" He watched in apt attention as she disappeared to a place he didn't know about.

At The Burrow (Weasley Home):

"Who are you?" Ron shrieked from the kitchen table.

"Honestly Ronald, help me out of here first." Hermione said quietly. "Then I need to speak to your parents." He helped her out of the fireplace and called for his mother.

"Ron I was unaware that you had a friend dropping by." Mrs. Weasley stated looking at the dirty blonde girl in the room.

"Mrs. Weasley, is Mr. Weasley home as well? I don't want to have to explain this multiple times."
"Ron go get your father. Dear, please tell me that you aren't pregnant with one of my son's children." Molly asked concerned as to why a teenage girl would need to speak to both parents.

"I-" She broke off as she noticed the black smoke coming down around the entire house. "Mrs. Weasley, I am sorry. I will just leave." She stated running out of the house. Molly, and Arthur, who had arrived just in time to hear her apologize and rush out, began following her only to see her arguing with what appeared to be a Death Eater. "No, I will not come back only to be ignored, I am not a statue that you can look at but not expect to have to allow me some freedoms."
"Please just come back. We will find you something to do. I promise." The masked Death Eater stated softly.

"Get away from her!" Molly shouted, drawing her wand on the Masked man. "Dear, just come back inside." Arthur backed his wife up with his own wand along with Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny.

"Stay out of this Blood Traitors." The Death Eater snapped at them ignoring their wands. "Hermione, please come back." He pulled his mask off pleading her to come with him.

"NO!" Hermione shouted at him. "Not until you realize that I actually need to have some rights. You know Mother wouldn't have wanted me to be stuck inside all day or trapped because of who my father is."

"Don't bring your Mother into this young lady." A new voice rang out. "Just because you are upset with me doesn't mean you have to speak of her as if you actually knew her."

"It's not my fault she died is it?" Hermione shouted at him. "She died because she wouldn't take it easy and the stress of me being stolen was too much on her after I was born. She died bringing you news of who had stolen me. If you are going to blame someone for her death blame the one who stole me from the hospital." She looked at him with tears in both of their eyes. Red eyes. Eyes that were identical to the Dark Lord's.

"You're the Dark Lord's heir!" Molly pointed out in shock. Both Hermione and Voldemort turned towards them and when everyone could see their eyes it was obvious who was before them. "Why would you come here though?" She asked.

"Mrs. Weasley, please I didn't mean for him to follow me here, I am sorry for that." Hermione called softly to her 'wizarding mother'. Please, leave them alone." She implored her father. He raised his wand of yew towards them and was about to cast something when Hermione reacted instantly. "Stop!" She shouted at him. "You hex them and I will never forgive you."

"Why do they mean so much to you?" Voldemort demanded sharply. "Answer me!" Hermione raised her own wand and cast the glamor reinstating her former looks.

"Because while I was Hermione Jean Granger they helped me become accustomed to this world, they are my friends, they have been longer than I have known I was your Daughter!" She snapped. "I won't turn my back on them because of who my father is." She turned on him. "I don't care that you are the Dark Lord, I will always, ALWAYS be on the side of my friends! So just leave me alone for now. I will return to the manor later tonight." She promised walking away from him.

"Wait." Voldemort called, reaching into his pocket. "Here, it was your mothers." He handed her a necklace holding a locket, "Speak my name and I will answer." He instructed. With those words he left in a cloud of smoke.

"Hermione?" Molly called concerned. "Is that really you?" Hermione nodded.

"Prove it." Ron demanded. "Tell us something only Hermione would know."

"When we formed the DA last year, I put a jinx on the paper so if anyone was to tell of the club, the word Sneak would appear in pimples on their foreheads, during third year when Harry received the Firebolt I told Professor McGonnagall about it and it was striped to check for curses, Fred and George use to play pranks on the teachers, gluing Professor Snape's ingredients to the shelves and such stuff. Ginny was given a diary made by Voldemort and opened the chamber of Secrets, I can name more if you wish." She stated smiling at them as both of their parents were looking at the children with punishment in their eyes.

"Hermione, dear perhaps you should tell us more..." Arthur stated looking at his sons.

"Mione, please stop. Don't get us into more trouble with them." Ron begged. "Since when were you You-Know-Who's daughter?" He asked trying to draw his parent's attention away from the misdeeds of the past 5 years.

"Honestly Ronald, I always was his daughter, but I found out about it a week ago. Apparently I was stolen from the hospital the day I was born and given to a muggle orphanage. My mother died the same day. From what I heard Voldemort was looking for me until he was 'defeated' by Harry, and his followers were suppose to continue searching for me until I was found." Hermione explained to one of her best friends. "We were arguing and he was being overbearing so I flooed out to here. I didn't expect him to follow me here though, sorry."

"Why didn't you write to us?" Ron asked. "We didn't know anything about this and you put us all in danger because you know where we live and so does he now."

"Ron, your dad works at the Ministry along with my Uncle, do you really think that my Father wouldn't be able to find you if he really wanted to?" Hermione snapped at him.

"Who is your Uncle?" Arthur asked curiously.

"You don't get along, Mr. Weasley. Also, he asks for your forgiveness, Ginny for what he put you through, so does my father for that matter." Hermione hedged.

"You are related to Malfoy?!" Ron shouted. "Get away from my family." He demanded harshly.

"My mother was Lucius's twin sister. She married my father, and while I never met her, Uncle Lucius has tried to explain his actions for the past 16 years now. To me and to my father." Hermione stated sharply. "My-"
"Hermione." Voldemort's voice came from the necklace.

"Sir?" Hermione responded opening it.

"Would you like to have a large birthday party for your 16th birthday?" The Dark Lord asked. "We can have a neutral party so that family and friends could attend, no hexing, nor trying to kill the light side for the death eaters and no mention of the war from either side." He suggested, trying to get back on her good side.

Molly gasped in shock. "There hasn't been a neutral event since Kathline's funeral."

"I am willing to do this for Our daughter." Voldemort stated loudly. "Well would you like to do that?"

"Yes, please." Hermione answered. "I will write up a list of people from the light side I would like to come. I will warn you now, Harry is one of my best friends so no attacking him!" She told her father.

"I know. I promise." He answered. "I will have Lucius tell Dumbledore."

"Thank you, Sir." Hermione responded. "And just for this, I will stop annoying the hell out of your followers for 3 days."

"Thank Salazar for small favors." Voldemort responded with a chuckle. "See you when you get home."

"Bye." Hermione answered with a laugh.

"Where will the party be?" Ginny asked. "Can we go?"

"I don't know, and your entire family will be on my list." Hermione responded. "Who else should I invite?"

"Why don't you invite the entire DA?" Fred and George asked in unison.

"Good Idea." Hermione stated writing down all of their names. "We will have to keep Bellatrix and Nevile away from each other though. Also I will have Father speak to Nagini so she won't attack anyone."

"What do you normally call him?" Ron asked curiously.

"Who? My father?" Hermione asked. Ron nodded. "Usually Sir, or if I am speaking about him I call him Father." She shrugged. "I don't feel comfortable calling him Dad or Daddy, Father is formal, and calling him by his name or anagram is rude so I call him sir." As they were speaking they walked back inside the Burrow and sat in front of the fireplace. Soon it glowed green as the Floo activated and both Dumbledore and Lucius exited it.

"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Children." Dumbledore greeted.

"Arthur, Molly. Weasleys, Hermione." Lucius added his greeting.

"Albus, Lucius." Arthur greeted, Molly just nodding. Ginny squeaked and ducked behind her brothers.

"Professor Dumbledore, Uncle." Hermione greeted coolly.

"Ms. Granger why are you calling Mr. Malfoy Uncle?" Dumbledore asked his star pupil.

"Because I know that I am the daughter of Kathline Riddle nee Malfoy, and Tom Riddle." Hermione responded simply. "Hence why he wants to have a neutral day for my birthday party."

"And where did you hear that Ms. Granger?" Dumbledore asked. "I was under the impression that you were the daughter of Jason and Victoria Granger." He hedged. Lucius's face went white with rage. "I was unaware that Tom had a child or a wife."

"LIAR! You were there in the hospital and visited my sister shortly after Narissa arrived, you came and saw the baby and you were at Kathline's funeral. You saw the Eulogy that was placed on her gravestone." Lucius exploded at the Headmaster. "Or do I need to remind you?" He glared at the leader of the light side. "Shall we go and pay our respects to my sister?" He demanded. "I know that both the Weasley adults were there that day as were you, the Potters, the Longbottoms, and several others from the light side."

"Show me." Hermione asked/demanded.

"Show you what, Ms. Granger?" Dumbledore asked.

"Show me her grave, please, Uncle Lucius." Hermione asked. "Oh and Professor?" She said calling his attention to herself once again. "Finite Incantartum." She cast pointing her wand at herself. Her long blonde hair and red eyes showing once more. Dumbledore's eyes widened when he realized that he had little to no chance of keeping this crucial piece from turning her back on him and the light side. "I am the daughter of Kathline Riddle and Voldemort. You can't hide what I am from me." She snapped. "Uncle, will you please take me to Mother's grave site?" Lucius reached out his arm and apperated out to the grave with Hermione. Molly, Arthur, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny all followed after them, leaving Dumbledore alone at the Burrow.

"Here lies Kathline Selene Malfoy Riddle"
"Beloved Daughter, Sister, Wife and Mother."
"May you Rest in Peace"

Hermione's eyes were overflowing with tears as she looked on her mother's grave. "What was she like?" She asked Lucius.

"Your mother was the light of the dark side. She made your father laugh, they would fight like cats and dogs, but they loved each other deeply. I remember the first time she met him." Lucius stated with a soft smile. "He came to call on Father and Kathline and I were about to play a prank on him. She walked into the room and was about to set the stage when she locked eyes with the Dark Lord. I don't know how long they were staring at each other, but it was long enough that Father asked if she wanted to join them and your father responded with a muggle quip." Lucius stated.

"Take a picture it will last longer." Voldemort recalled as he arrived in time to hear his daughter's inquiry. "Your mother giggled and blushed, she then ran from the room and crashed into Lucius who was standing on the other side of the door." He chuckled at the memories of their courting and wedding. "I still wake up thinking she is there in the next room, sometimes." He admitted softly, pulling Hermione into his arms and hugging her gently.

The Weasley family watched as the man they were told was pure evil tried to comfort his daughter, a daughter that it was obvious he loved very much. "Hermione, will you be okay here?" Molly asked the teenager. Hermione nodded into her father's robes. "We will talk parties later then. Come on boys, Ginny, let's go home." The Weasley family apperated home.