As I said, I managed to get this Chapter up tonight. Even if it is a bit short. Sorry about that. I hope you enjoy it none the less.
Chapter Seven
Voldemort Knows
Hermione groaned as she woke. She glanced around the room and shut her eyes again, blocking out the cell that she was in. "Perfect." She muttered, a scowl making its way onto her face. The door creaked open and Hermione opened one eye. A tall man in a Deatheater's attire grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the cell, taking her to his master.
Hermione was thrown to the floor before Voldemort and she looked up at him. Voldemort smirked down at her and she bowed her head, masking the laughter that threatened to bubble up.
"Hermione Granger. I am Lord Voldemort. And you are never going to make it out of here alive." Voldemort sneered, sounding all pompous and self important. Hermione really couldn't help the laughter this time and let it out.
The Deatheaters and Voldemort stared as Hermione's shoulders shook with the force of her laughter, shock and anger filling them. Hermione looked up and straight into Voldemort's eyes. "Oh, please. Like that is going to scare me." She snorted.
Voldemort hissed in rage and withdrew his wand, pointing it at her. "Really, you would point a wand at your old friend, Tom?" Hermione remarked, standing up and keeping eye contact.
The wand went slack in Voldemort's hand and he stared at her. "Hermione? Hermione Jacobs?" He gasped. Hermione smirked. "Long time, No see Tom." She replied. "But, how? How do you look so young?" Voldemort demanded. Hermione threw her head back and laughed. "I'm older than you know, Tom. Way older than you."
Voldemort's wand was pointed firmly at her again. "How old?" He snarled. "1017 years old." Hermione replied. The Deatheaters gasped and some even laughed at her. "Impossible." Voldemort breathed. "We live in a world of Magic, nearly anything is possible." Hermione retorted.
"I was cursed by my own Godfather because he was jealous. He wanted my mother for his own so in revenge he cursed me. He didn't want me dead, he loved me too much for that, he just wanted my Father to suffer." Voldemort's red eyes narrowed. "Who was your Godfather?" He spat. "Salazar Slytherin." Hermione announced.
Voldemort was reeling in shock. "What?" He gasped. Hermione mock curtseyed. "I am Hermione Rowena Gryffindor, daughter of Rowena Gryffindor, nee Ravenclaw, and Godric Gryffindor, Goddaughter to Helga Hufflepuff and Salazar Slytherin." She introduced. "I can never die. Cursed so that every seven years I become a first year once more."
The Deatheaters all stared at her and then looked to their 'great' leader for guidance. But he was too stunned. Hermione stepped back and wordlessly and wandlessly transfigured a rock into a comfortable seat for her to sit on. She sat down and stared at Voldemort, her chocolate eyes boring into his red eyes.
"My lord, if you permit me to be so bold as to ask, who is this Mudblood to you?" One of the Deatheaters called. Voldemort, too much in shock to punish anyone, answered him. "She was my girlfriend. We had been friends since first year, she a Gryffindor, and we courted."
The Deatheaters were in uproar that this Mudblood had once stolen their Mighty Lord's heart. Voldemort hissed at them to shut up.
Bellatrix was simmering with rage, angered that this Mudblood had been her Lord's first love. That she was obviously lying. She pulled out her wand and aimed it at the girl. "Avada Kedavra!" She cried.
The jet of green light shot out of Bellatrix's wand and hit Hermione square in the chest. She fell to the ground, unmoving and her eyes wide and staring. Bellatrix looked triumphant.
Voldemort, enraged that one of his Deatheaters would step out of line, turned round and cursed her. While he was focussed on Bellatrix, the others were focussed on the body of the girl.
Hermione took a deep breath and the light returned to her eyes. She sat up and glared at Bellatrix, who had caught her eye and was now staring at her in horror while she was cursed.
"You killed me!" Hermione yelled. Voldemort turned round in shock at the sound of her voice. "Hermione?" He gasped. His face then resumed its evil smirk and his eyes glittered in malice at his new plan. "Hermione, dear, you'll join me won't you? Help me rule the Wizarding world with you as my Queen." He purred. Hermione scoffed.
"Tom, I will tell what I told you all those years ago. I will never help you accomplish your sick goals. They are wrong. That is final." She snarled. She closed her eyes, disabling the wards, before apperating. Voldemort let out an enraged scream.
Please Read and Review. Next Chapter: Hermione returns to Hogwarts and decides, seeings as the Order and Voldemort both know, that it's time to tell Harry and Ron.
