(I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to update. My computer decided to break and it's rather difficult to buy a new one when you're a single mother with low income. I'm hoping I can pick things back up now. Keep in mind that I'm working off of a BlackBerry so my updates may be shorter than usual. -Raea)
Chapter 9
Ron took a seat across from Hermione, taking in her haggard appearance. It had been years since he'd seen his once best friend and he wasn't exactly sure how to speak to her anymore. She had changed so much since then.
"I think the ministry is working with Voldemort," the words flew from Hermione's lips before she could correctly process them.
"What?" Ron blinked at her confusedly.
"I.." Hermione sighed and went into deep explaination of Rosemary, Voldemort, Severus, and everything in between, needing Ron to wake up for her and help. It'd been such a long time since the man had done anything to help her or really any of his friends. After all, their children were friends at Hogwarts.
"Hermione.. I'm sorry but how can I help? I mean.. We were best mates in school but I don't know what I can do for you," Ron shot her a sympathetic look.
"I need you to ask around at the ministry. See if anyone knows about Voldemort," Hermione answered dumbly, not quite sure how else to word what she needed to say.
"And will people not think it odd that I'm asking random questions about Voldemort? What do I ask anyway?" He smirked and spoke mockingly, "Gee, Minister, do you have any idea if old Voldy is planning some evil plot against the wizarding world? Oh, and what about that daughter of his that you wouldn't kill? Is he planning something with her?" He rolled his eyes and sat back in his seat.
Hermione glared, "You twit."
As she stood to leave Ron caught her arm, "Hermione. I'm sorry, but I can't help you."
"As usual I'll do things myself, Ronald. Just like in school," she sneered and jerked away, robes billowing behind her as she exited his office.
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"I promise I won't be any trouble. Can I please go back to Hogwarts?" Rosemary pleaded with tears in her eyes. "Please let Professor Snape go. He was looking for me. I swear!" She certainly did have talent with lies.
Voldemort sneered, "Shut up! Stop your crying!"
"Children cry, sir," Severus spoke with a sarcastic tone, "That's what happens when you have a daughter. She cries when you threaten her and people she cares about."
"Silence!" Voldemort spun on his heel, glare meeting Severus' cold eyes.
There was utter silence for about thirty seconds, making the time feel more like an hour.
"I will let her go, but you will stay," Voldemort spoke to Severus who immediately nodded, obviously willing to give his own life for that of an adolescent.
"No!" Rosemary cried out.
"Rosy, hush," Severus scolded her from across the room, "Allow me in your place."
"No," those blue eyes had now turned a sickening shade of crimson, matching her father's. She snarled, "Let him go."
A wicked smirk crept upon Voldemort's hideous face and he flicked his wand, sending Severus face down in the dirt. The dark haired man scrambled to his feet and shot Rosemary a pleading look.
"Go!" She yelled.
Severus stormed from the cave, knowing there was no arguing with the mixture of a Granger and Riddle.
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"Has no one found her yet?" Hermione was now pacing back and forth in her own office, eyes muddied with guilt and worry. Perhaps if she'd told Rosemary... No. That wasn't her place. Her daughter was to blame for that.
"No, but we're searching the Forbidden Forest," Harry muttered, holding his head in his hands at Hermione's desk.
Hermione nodded and let out a raspy sigh, on the verge of tears now. She was ready to go on a rampage, killing anyone involved in her grandchild's vanishing.
A loud knock pulled Hermione out of her thoughts. Leona pushed through the door, panic covering her pretty features.
"Where is she? Have you found her?" She panted out.
"Not yet, but Severus is with her. We think," Hermione hugged her daughter.
"Severus is with her? Oh, she's definetly safe," Leona growled, her tone dripping sarcasm.
"For now we have to wait," Harry stepped around the desk to join the two women. He was right. There wasn't much the three of them could do.
"Bull shit," Remus Lupin strode through the door, eyes flashing with anger.
Hermione gaped, "Remus?"
(Once again, sorry for the slow update! Hope you enjoyed. Please review!)
