To McGonagall's Horror

Without, further ado

Lord Voldemort snaps his fingers and says, "The bindings on my daughter shall be released." And a glowing green light shines from his fingertips wrapping around several girls at the Gryffindor table before shining the brightest around none other than…Hermione Granger, the brains behind the whole Harry Potter operations. Though she doesn't look like Hermione Granger anymore, now she looks like a young McGonagall with her black hair, but with Tom Riddle's dark eyes. Voldemort gives McGonagall a wicked grin, which spreads even bigger when McGonagall cringes and turns to Hermione with a desperate look on her face. Voldemort's voice booms through the great hall and everyone cringes, "Aha, my beautiful daughter. Come forward so I can introduce you to everyone." He beckons her forward. Hermione gets up slowly her ears going pink with either embarrassment or anger; it was hard to tell because of her now changed features. She walks up to lord Voldemort and gives him a death glare, but he just laughs, "now child, is that anyway to treat your father." If possible her face gets even redder, and professor McGonagall shudders involuntarily. Voldemort laughs again and announces, "Ladies and gentleman, boys, and girls, may I introduce, my daughter, Scarlett Merope Isobel Riddle. The first time shown in her true form since she was a baby." He pinches her cheek lightly and she squirms in discomfort, "isn't she marvellously beautiful," he literally skips over to the professor and pinches her cheek, "just like her mother." Minerva growls, slaps his hand away and hisses "what do you want Tom?" he looks at her and clucks his tongue sadly, "I told you Mina, I want my daughter, she is mine just as much as she is yours. I wouldn't have given her up or adoption." He had started screaming at her. After he screamed for some time, a deadly blood-curdling scream, he took one look at Minerva McGonagall and slapped her very hard across her face. She fell onto the platform and raised a hand to her cheek trying to keep her stern demeanour; her cheek was a bright red colour. The room is silent at what they just watch until someone screams; and the scream comes from the fifteen year old girl on the teacher's platform, she pulls out her wand and points it at her father, "how dare you?" her voice has gone dead calm but is still an octave higher because of her change. "How dare you touch my mother!" he laughs coldly at Hermione-Scarlett and replies, "ah yes you are our child, massive temper, but deadly calm." He smiles at her wickedly, "now Scarlett is you going to come with me now or later?" Scarlett-Hermione scowls at him, and snarls "never!" Voldemort just shrugs; he looks at Dumbledore, "Keep them safe." Dumbledore raises his glass, "always" then Voldemort looks at the professor sprawled out on the floor and says to her, "Not now my sweet but soon, you will be the dark lady and our children will rule the world with us. It has been foretold." With that he apparates and is gone. The room breaks into whispers about his children and a dark lady. The professor's face had paled as she held a hand to her stomach; she looked at Dumbledore who gazed back worriedly. Dumbledore stood and announced, "All prefects are to remain calm and escort their houses back to their dormitories. Immediately; Madam Pomfrey if you will escort Miss Riddle and professor McGonagall to the medicine wing, I will meet you there shortly." With that he disapparates out of the room leaving the hall to follow his orders with no second thought. Madam Pomfrey rushes forward to help the professor up and allows her to put most of her weight on the nurse and her daughter. McGonagall looks at her daughter with a desperate look on her face, she starts to speak, "Hermione…" her daughter cut her off, "sh, not now professor." Minerva just stares dejectedly at the ground and sighs. When they arrive at the hospital wing, Pomfrey orders Hermione-Scarlett to take Minerva to the teachers separate area in the wing. She lays her mother on the bed and goes to find professor Dumbledore barely keeping her temper in check. Her mother starts to sob; gut-wrenching sobs and Madam Pomfrey come to check on her. She tries to comfort the grief stricken mother. "Minerva dear, it's alright; your daughter will forgive you just give her time," McGonagall shakes her head sadly as she tries to get herself together, "No, I've really done it this time, I should have told her, I now know I should have." She tries to clear her head with a good shake but just gets dizzy, then she remembers, "Poppy, what Tom said about another child, is it true?" madam Pomfrey sighs, "Somehow he did manage to make you pregnant. He must have created a new spell to make it possible; but, he did it. You are pregnant." Minerva McGonagall faints and Poppy sighs.

Meanwhile…

"Headmaster you knew? And you didn't tell me?" Hermione stormed into the headmaster's office just as she broke and lost her temper. "Five years I have been here, five and neither of you thought to mention this to me. No one told me, I would have my appearance changed in front of the entire school. No one told me I would become a Riddle. No one told me, not even my own mother; who has taught me for five years and has never had the nerve to tell me I'm her own daughter." She stops herself from continuing when she notices the person sitting across from Dumbledore; its professor Trelawney who teaches divination. She gave the great prophecy for Voldemort and Harry, so Hermione-Scarlett wondered why she was here. Her next question is very blunt, "What is she doing here?" The professor looks terrible, so the headmaster answers for her, "Miss Riddle," Hermione flinches, "the professor here is the one responsible for your prophecy. Would you like to hear it?" Hermione-Scarlett just nods and professor Trelawney says in a mystifying voice, "two born of noble and proud, will be the balance between good and evil. A girl and boy shall lead defeat, to one of the two a choice will be given, and a death might be spared." Hermione gasped and closed her eyes in despair…

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