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Chapter 10 Unshed tears
I don't know or remember the way of how I got here. Nor do I want to know...
My hands were full of blood. Stain of pure filth.
I remember the screams. The yells of pure agony.
They reserved no better. Filthy mongrels.
The rain luring down on me tried to wash away my deed...
But the actions could never be forgotten.
The sword resting on my hip was the tool of destroying the last piece of innocence I had. My childhood was forever gone.
Tell me father will you still be proud of me?
Do I make you shine with awareness of the monster I've become?
They made me the villain papa. I had no other choice.
Yet I'm scared mom. I'm scared out of my wits that I won't have my happy ending.
Not when that crazy bitch is torturing my love into pure insanity.
They made me who I am...
Now they must take the monster they created.
Making it inside I take shelter away from prying eyes. Welcoming the shadows I travel like a ghost in the wind. Killing those I encountour. When suddenly I hear a sound at a distant. A cry of pain.
Her screams are loud in my ears now that I recognized. Making my blood run hot.
Pushing myself forward. I tore to the front doors of the study room with a loud bang.
"Potter! You filthy half-/-"
Her words were unfinished by the sword now resting in her stomach. Surprised she looks down. Shock clear in her face. From the corner of my eye I see her wand right in her hand ready for one last incantation. But with a blink of an eye...swish! The head is flying. No longer attached to the crazy bint. No more sounds should come from that beast. No more should suffer under her wrath.
"Alex..." Hermione...She looks so fragile. So close to be torn apart. Both psychically and mentally.
I gather her in my arms. Careful of her injuries. Mud blood was written in her arm. She tried to cover from my eye shight. But she was not fast enough.
"We have to go." Kissing her forehead I pick her up bridal style. I will deal with our issues later.
One last glance at her monster I raise my hand and command my magic to burn her corpse. Getting rid of any evidence of my presence. I gather her wand...I might need it later on.
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Alarms sound off. They finally took notice of an intruder. So slow. So predictable. So weak...
"An intruder! Stay alert! Close all exits!"
"Alex...We can't leave them." Staring down at her face I see she's struggling to stay awake. Oh baby how easily I could just leave with you in my arms. But my brother is still here...No matter how much I dislike him at the moment. He's still blood.
I whisper the name of my salvation, "Kreacher."
A soft pop sounds.
And old elf appears. Bowing down to show respect. It's long nose almost touching the floor.
"Master."
"Keep quiet. Do as I say. Locate my brother and the red headed boy. Once you do apparate them out of here. Take them to a safe location."
"Your wish is my command master."
Snapping his finger the mature elf disappears with out a trace.
A shout not so far is heared. "Check the dungeons! I hear something!"
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Leaving me no where to run I find myself in a trophy room. Curious very curious indeed. A cup is held there. An exact replica of a true fortune. The cup of Helga Hufflepuff. One of the four founders of Hogwarts. But it's a replica...Where the real one is a true mystery? Oh my have you really gone mad Voldie? Relay one of your vicious precious soul piece into the cup. Mmm smart move evil lord. One could always overlook the evil vibe with such master piece. Now where did you hide it? I shall find it Riddle. This games are getting tiring. We are almost at an end. And I shall be the victory. You shall see...
"Alex..." She's exhausted. Close to giving into the world of slumber.
"We are almost out. Just one last touch." Twisting my wand I unleash the fiendfyre curse.
Now the mansion of the House of Malfoy will be burning to the ground. And all those inside of it.
A smile appears on my face. I just killed one of your castles on your board. Tell me Dark Lord what next piece are you going to sacrifice next? Seeing as your safe sanctuary is no more.
Staring down at her face I kiss each of her cheeks. Savoring the feeling of her uniqueness.
"I'm sorry you had to go through this. I give you my word I won't be so careless next time."
She offers me a sad smile. "It's not like I gave you no other choice."
Walking further away from the destruction I still carry her within my arms.
"How did you find us?" Tired to the core but she won't give up not knowing. It's in her nature I suppose.
"I don't remember..." Tilting my head in confusion. These past few hours passed in a blur. I truly didn't remember. Just blur memories. An anger so fierce and terrifying. The lust of vengeance. The thirst of justice. Slowly the memories were becoming more clear...
Looking down I see her light brown eyes fill with unshed tears. Her torture still clear in her mind.
"Hermione..."
"No don't...please don't." A tear runs down her cheek.
Maybe one day. Sometime in the near future I'll tell you what I did that night. Someday you'll tell what really happen down there. But for now I'm just happy your back in my arms.
A soft whisper is heard. "Master it's time."
So quiet and reserved Kreacher. I hadn't even notice his return.
"Take us with my brother."
"As you wish my lord."