Daddy
Last Time
Once she was done exploring Hermione lay down on her bed and remembered the summers events.
~Flashback~
It was another lonely and boring day at the granger.
Hermione's parents (adoptive) never really acted affectionate of loving towards her lately. They would always just leave her to do what ever she wanted. They were to busy with their bundle of joy. To them she was just a girl they fed and clothed ever since they found out she was a witch and also since they had their daughter Kayla.
One thing that Hermione couldn't understand was why her so-called friends Harry, Ron and Ginny hadn't owled her or asked her to come to the Weasleys. First she waited a week, then a month, then two, three, finally she gave up.
Mostly everyday she would get up and change then get into her car which she had bought with her own money and basically drive around London. One night she go home late and the granger were still up. When she walked in she quietly shut the door and listened the their conversation.
"I'm so happy! Dave, we're finally pregnant! I can't wait for my first child to be born!" Exclaimed Mrs. Joyce Granger as she jumped up and hugged her husband with happy tears in her eyes.
"I know now we'll have the child we've always wanted! Maybe AL (A/N he get it Albus-Al) will take Hermione then since we will need the extra room! I mean I love her but you have to admit she is expensive!" Stated Dave Granger.
At this Hermione silently ran up the stairs to her room and cried her eye's out.
"If there is one thing I will do it'll be to get out of this hell hole and find my real muggle parents." Sobbed Hermione. (A/N point she still doesn't know she's a pureblood)
~End flashback~
'I guess I got more than I wished for,' Hermione thought a she stared at the sealing. Little did she know that not too far away her whole life was being planned out for her?
Now:
~Voldemort's lair~
"My lord now that your daughter has been found do you think that Dumbledore will try to take her back and use her power to win the war?" asked one of the death eaters in the circle.
"I don't think so, yet there always is a chance. We must start my daughters training at once along with preparing for the ceremony. Now leave." Growled Lord Voldomort. All of the death eaters hurried out of the room except for one. The dark lord motioned him forward.
"What is it Severus?" Voldomort asked his brother in –law as he pulled his hood back.
"Dumbledore has told the boy. Most likely he'll try to take her back." Snape stated.
"I know. You may leave now Severus." With that Severus Snape disappeared. Leaving the dark lord sitting on his thrown remembering one of his happiest moments.
~Voldomort's flash back~
"Tom watch." Came the voice of his wife Rosalie. She was kneeling down a couple of feet in front of him with their daughter in her arms. She slowly set Hermione down. Slowly little Hermione walked towards him. Even though she was a toddler she had long fuzzy brown hair. Her dark chocolate eyes were always filled with happiness as she carefully walked towards her father whose hand were stretched out to catch her if she felled. Finally without falling at all his daughter was in his arms. Suddenly he was filled with joy. Being careful not to drop his daughter he scooped her into his arms and twirled her around. Her squeals of joy filled his ears joined by his wife's laughter. Finally he stopped spinning and smiled at his little daughter. Then he heard a small voice he'd been wishing to hear since he first saw her.
"Dada!" said the little girl as she smiled up at her father. Tom Marvolo Riddle just stood there staring at his daughter with the biggest smile he could make. Rosalie joined him and they both held their daughter. She had always been a quit child, now they knew they'd never be able to shut her up, yet it made them even happier.
~End flashback~
Sadly that was the last time he held his little girl. She was taken the next day when he went to get rid of Potter. Now he was dealing with a girl he didn't even know anymore.
Everyone thought that he was a heartless bastard who just wanted to kill anyone who wasn't a pureblood. Even though most of that was true he wasn't heartless.
"Tom are you ok?" Came the voice of his true love. Her hair was pulled back into an elegant loose bun.
"What? Oh I'm ok, just remembering."
"Remembering what?" She asked him as her dark blue eyes that looked black bore into him.
"When our little girl first walked and said dada." He sighed as his wife sat in his laugh and he wrapped his arms around her.
"I miss those days. Unfortunately she's not a baby anymore, were stuck with what we got. Now come on its time for lunch. Go get changed and I'll meet you there with Hermione." She said as she slid off his lap and pulled him out of his thrown and walked with him to the door and then once at the end of the hallway they went separate ways.
Finally Rosalie found herself in front of her daughter's door. Quietly she opened the door to see Hermione sleeping on her bed. She seemed peaceful. Rosalie glided over to the sleeping girl and leaned down and kissed her daughter on the cheek, just like when she was a baby Hermione woke up.
"I see it still works." She thought to herself.
"What works mum?" Hermione asked her smiling mother who was standing by her bed.
"Oh nothing. Come on I'll help you get ready for lunch." Rosalie said as she walked over to the closet and grabbed a short black halter to dress and black high heels with diamonds on them. She then went over to Hermione's jewelry box and pulled out a beautiful diamond necklace along with matching earrings and bracelet.
"Wow!" Hermione exclaimed as she gazed at herself in the mirror. She had to admit her mom had amazing taste. She looked beautiful.
"Hermione come on. We don't want to keep your father waiting now do we?" Rosalie stated as she watched her daughter stare in awe at her reflection. "You know you may look a lot like me, but your more like your father in every other way." She said as her daughter turn towards her with her face full of surprise. "
With that they both headed towards the dining hall. (A/N use your imagination remember color scheme is silver, black and green)
Sitting at the head of the table was her father himself happily smiling at Hermione and her mother. Both her and her mother sat of either side of her father. They sat down the food magically appeared and they began to eat silently. Once they were done and all the food was gone her parents turned towards her. Hermione's father spoke first.
"Hermione honey. Your mother and I have something to tell you. Since it is your birthday tonight we are throwing a ball for you. However that's not all. When you were a baby your mother and I signed a contract to make sure that you would be taken care of when he got older. That contract was for an arranged marriage. So tonight you'll meet you're soon to be husband. I'm truly sorry about this honey but at the time it seemed like a good thing back when you were little and we were hiding from the ministry." Said her father.
"I understand father. As long as it's not Goyle, Flint, or Crabbe I'm fine with your and mothers decision. I'm just glad to be home." Hermione said to her parents who smiled at her.
"Honey there's no need to worry, we'd never set you up with idiots like them. No, we picked out the best pure blooded and best-bred boy in the entire wizarding world. From what I hear you two know each other." Said Tom Riddle.
