Next chapter is up, hope it appeases you or makes up for the long time I didn't update.
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Voldemort had managed to pull himself away from the curse; he didn't want to stop once he started. The curse wasn't made to kill someone as it induced no physical damage but he had the idea if he did it any longer and she screamed anymore she might've actually died.
He wasn't sure exactly how long he had cursed her for, it had seemed to be well over an hour before he realized he had put himself into a murderous trance and had immediately stopped. He had left the girl completely shaken. He could see in her eyes that not even she had expected he could hold a curse so long or be as brutal as he was.
It was a good wakeup call for her. She had messed with him for years, destroyed or delayed his plans and now she had to suffer for it. Every hour she had her nose stuck in a book in order to find a way to evade his next move he would punish her for and he was sure it was more than a mere hour.
He was now on the way back to his personal courtiers in the Malfoy house; he had taken up residence here when he first came back to power and hadn't found the need to leave since then. Of course Bellatrix had killed both Lucius and Narcissa for their traitorous behavior when he took over Hogwarts in its fight against him.
The son, Draco, was also killed as he was as much a coward as the rest of his family, the exception being Bellatrix. Draco would've been 20 or 21 this year. Voldemort wasn't sure and didn't really care for the age of a dead boy.
Granger was of same age, no longer an annoying girl, but instead an annoying woman. What a world for her to grow up in, celebrating your birthday by hoping you live through the day without being found by your worst enemy.
And yet she was found by him, due to her own stupidity as it seemed. She wasn't always the smartest witch around because of her mouth that never seemed to stop talking.
He had her silent now, she didn't even attempt to speak to him once he was done with her, she didn't even look at him as she was too petrified. He now considered finding her parents, bringing them to her and murdering them. He knew that was the ultimate way left to harm her, the last few people she cared about.
He smirked and disapperated.
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Voldemort landed in the familiar living room, familiar because he had been keeping an eye on the place since Hermione had fled for her life. He saw two stunned people sitting on the couch, watching something he recognized to be a television.
"Who are you?" The woman asked immediately, she looked a bit like a much older version of Hermione. "You are from my…my…" The woman couldn't finish the sentence, couldn't mutter the word daughter.
"Yes." Voldemort said as he looked at the man now, he just seemed to be silent, like he didn't have anything to say or didn't want to be reminded of Hermione either. They thought their daughter was dead; obviously they wanted to break all ties with that inconvenient lie.
"What do you want here? It's been more than two years and we haven't heard from h…haven't heard anything." The man spoke now and Voldemort was amused that they didn't find his appearance alarming, perhaps they had met a house elf before and considered him normal compared to that.
"Actually, your daughter is very much alive, for the moment." He added and both parents looked at him shocked, their eyes wide. "And I am Lord Voldemort." He said with a smirk as he walked to their frozen figures and grabbed their arms, disappearing back to his world.
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When Voldemort came into the room with Hermione he dropped the parents by her side. "She will tell you what I have planned for you." He said with a laugh as he left the room, locking it behind him to make sure they couldn't leave.
The mother and father looked at Hermione's still figure and ran to her side immediately; turning her onto her back and a painful groan escaped her mouth. When she saw her parents she went white in her face.
"You're alive!" The mother yelled as the tears started to flow freely and the father seemed to be trying to hold his own tears back at the sight of his daughter. She was mutilated, he could see blood all over her and internal bleeding from her ribcage. The worst part was that he could do nothing to avenge her; he could do nothing to make that Voldemort man pay.
He knew exactly who he was; he was the one responsible for all the murders in her world, a serial killer of sorts that wanted to take over the world.
Hermione felt the tears leave her eyes, he was going to do it, he was going to kill her parents in front of her eyes! "You have to get out of here! He wants to kill you!" She yelled suddenly as she forced herself to sit up, every inch of her body was aching and begging her to lie back down but she couldn't, she wouldn't!
"Honey, take it easy!" Her mother shrieked as she saw her daughter go paler and paler with each attempt to rise.
"No, no, I won't!" She yelled as she got up, almost toppling back as she put her hand against the wall for support. Her parents were by her side in a second. "I won't let him kill you, I won't! You did nothing wrong, you were only associated with me!" She yelled as she used the support of her parents to stand as she looked around the room.
Her vision was blurry and she struggled to make out even the simplest of items but when she saw one specific item she got a small spark of home. The invisibility cloak! Voldemort had forgotten it!
"Help me get there." She muttered and her parents did as they were asked and she picked up the cloak. "I can get you out of here… I can do it." She muttered as she picked up the cloak and heard something clatter to the ground. She didn't pay attention to it.
"You just have to find a way to… to get out of here…" She whispered and her parents looked at the cloak, not understand how it would help in any way.
"Alright… but you can show us the way can't you, you know this place better than us?" They asked and she gave a sad smile as she shook her head.
"Mom…dad…" Tears started to escape her eyes as she sobbed like mad, her body shaking. "I won't be able to leave… Only…only two people can fit under that cloak completely…" She said and her parents shook their heads immediately.
They would never leave their little girl behind after finding her again, there was no way. "No, we're not going to leave you here Hermione! Look what that monster did to already!" The father yelled angrily and Hermione shook her head.
"You don't understand!" She snapped at them. "He plans to kill you in front of me! He plans to MURDER YOU IN FRONT OF ME! I can't let that happen and if you can escape then take it! DO IT!" She yelled and the parents looked shock at the outburst.
They looked towards the ground and the mother got a confused look on her face. "Isn't that your wand? Why is it black?" She asked and Hermione looked towards the ground and saw what clattered out of the cloak and she felt hope surge through her again.
Bellatrix… it was her wand, it was her wand! Hermione looked towards her mom. "Please pick it up for me." She said and the mother did so, handing it to Hermione. Oruro obviously brought it back to Voldemort with the cloak. Hermione then saw her broken wand lying on the floor as well.
He probably thought Voldemort would want to examine it to see what spell was cast last. And how grateful she was he did so and that Voldemort forgot it.
"Is this good?" Her mother asked and if Hermione wasn't in so much pain she would've laughed. This was excellent.
"Yes, very… but…but…" her heart sank. "I still can't… still can't fit under the cloak with you." She muttered and her mother thought for a second.
"What is that charm you told me about? The one that Harry used to make that spider so big?" Her mother and Hermione weren't grateful to hear the name of Harry but immediately understood what her mother meant.
"Of course… mom, you're a genius!" She said as she pointed the wand towards the cloak. "Engorgio!" She yelled softly and the cloak expanded to double the size.
"Now what exactly does this cloak do?" The father asked as he rubbed his fingers over the silky material. "Does it make you immune to spells or something like that?" He asked and Hermione shook her head.
"Makes you invisible." She said as she took the cloak and tossed it over all of them and was grateful to see it covered everything. "Help me over to the door." She said as they did, following her under the cloak. They didn't argue about the invisibility. They found very little strange about her world since she used to talk about it so much when she lived with them.
"Now what?"Her parents asked and Hermione's heart was beating so fast she felt like she was going to faint. This idea had two outcomes. Either he notices immediately, finds her and murders her parents or they escape and go on the run again.
"We wait here by the door, when Voldemort comes in we slip out. We do not make a noise." She said and her parents nodded.
"How long before he comes?" Her mother asked and Hermione shrugged her shoulders. She would've preferred to use the Alohamora charm to unlock the door, but the possibility of being heard of suspected was much higher than waiting to sneak passed Voldemort.
"Not long, he wouldn't give us much time together before deciding to take it away from me." She said with scorn and then she heard the door unlock…
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This chapter was different than my others and if you didn't like it, feel free to tell me.