Hermione

We we walking through the long narrow tunnel when Nagini decided to speak again. "Hermione... I have noticed your taking all of this really well."

"What do you mean?" I whispered, hoping the walls wouldn't collapse.

"Finding out master is your father." I stiffened at the word. "Or perhaps mistress is just pretending."

Stupid perceptive snake. "If you remember correctly I fainted when I found out, and I am not stupid Nagini. I managed to steal a couple hairs from him when he wasn't paying attention. Sadly the tests confirmed it." I almost squealed in delight when I seen light ahead.

"So you are not pretending?"

I shrugged, not knowing if she could see it or not. "Not exactly. I am glad I finally know where I come from, but loving him does not come so easy."

"Master has loved no one since mistress died."

"You mean my mom?"

"Yes. She loved master but she betrayed him. She used to talk to Winky when he was away."

"Betrayed him?"

"Yes-"

"But I thought she was killed-"

"She was killed, by the man you trust so much."

I didn't reply. We finally got to the end of the tunnel, and my mouth fell open in shock. The room was beautiful. The walls were painted gold with silver etchings of animals. I spotted dragons, and hippogriffs and a couple otters. There were three doors, all painted different colors, the room was adorned with a large red couch and two red chairs with a deep brown table.

"Where are we?"

"Mistress was a very special witch. She was related to the wizards who owned this house before the Malfoys. Not many people know the history of this house. Master has told me some, but only enough to help you."

"What are you talking about?" I walked towards the first door I seen, it was painted a dark purple with moons and stars decorating the frame.

"Merlin."

I turned sharply to look at the snake. "Merlin? As in the Merlin?" Nagini nodded, she almost looked smug. "My mother was related to Merlin?"

"Yes, and so are you." Nagini hissed. "Which also makes you a very special witch."

I rolled my eyes. "There is nothing special about me Nagini. All my cleverness is from books."

Nagini didn't say anything so I turned my attention back to the purple door, opening it I found a bedroom of sorts. Nothing too fancy, just a bed and dressed lined the far walls, and a door I assumed led to a bathroom.

"You still have not told me what this place is."

"A friend of Mistress helped her build it. It is her home away from home. The other two doors lead to a potions lab and the kitchen. Winky has kept it fully stocked, hoping Mistress would some day come back."

"How do you know that?"

"Like I said, Master has told me many things."

"Why show me this place?"

"It is yours." She said it like it was suppose to be obvious. "There is a secret door in the sitting room, one that leads to Merlin's private book collection he left Mistress after he died."

"Do you know how to find it?" I asked excitedly.

"No."

I sighed, "how am I suppose to find it then?"

"This is yours now, it should answer to you."

"Answer to me? Are you saying this place is alive?"

"I am not exactly sure, maybe the books would help you." She looked behind her. "Shall we go ask?"

I stared at the snake curiously. It felt like I was missing something, a piece to the puzzle that just did not want to click into place. I walked passed her back into the sitting room. I wanted... no needed to see that library. "So... I just ask the room?" Nagini nodded. "Um... I would like to see my library... please?"

The ground started to move, and I fell onto my butt, grabbing the couch in fear. The room suddenly started to spin and I closed my eyes tightly. It lasted only a minute but it felt like a lifetime. When I opened my eyes again, there was a huge brown double door staring back at me. The sitting room was still in tact but only the purple door remained. The other two were gone.

"Ready?" Nagini asked, humor laced in her tone.

"Sure." I said shakily. Opening the doors, it was pitch black and I looked over at Nagini, she just stared back expectantly. I sighed and turned back to the dark room. "Uh... lights?" Suddenly the room exploded in light and I had a blink a few times before my eyes readjusted to the brightness. If I wasn't holding on to one side of the door, I am sure I would have fell down. The library was huge, bigger than the one at Hogwarts. It was filled top to bottom of books. In the corners were four statues, none of them looked familiar. In the centre of the room was a round table, a couple chairs and beside that a couch. I took a hesitant step forward and then another, looking around with wide eyes.

"Mistress?" Nagini slithered up beside me.

"This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen."

"Stop ogling, there is a book on the table."

"Huh?" I glanced back at the table and sure enough there was a book laying on top. "That wasn't there a second ago, was it?"

"Let's go see what it is." I nodded and we made our way to the table. I picked up the book and stared at it curiously. It looked old, and homemade, it reminded me of the Voldemort's journal. I opened it, my curiosity piqued.

I gasped. "This is my mother's journal!" I stared at her writing without reading the lines. I finally have a way to connect to my mother. "Let's go back, I want to read this." Nagini nodded and I followed her back out to the sitting area and through the tunnel until we were back in my room.

"I am going to find something to eat. I am starving." Nagini hissed at me. "Would you open the door?"

"Uh... sure." I opened the door and watched her slither away. I turned my attention back to the book. Laying on my bed I opened up to the first page.

25 November 1986 (16, sixth year)

He was nothing like the other boys. He was dark and mysterious, kind and sweet. He listened to everything I said without interrupting or making snide comments. I knew in that one moment our eyes locked that I would marry this boy. Tom Riddle. He made everything better, and he was smart. He was a Slythrin while I was in Gryffindor. Our houses were not suppose to get along, and they usually didn't but there was just something about him that had me drawn to him. Dumbledore thought it meant we were soul mates, I laughed it off before, but now I am not so sure.

I can see the darkness in his heart, I am scared the love I feel for him will not be enough to persuade him back towards the light. Only time will tell...

I put the book down, not particularly interested in their love life, but curious as to how Voldemort could fall in love with Lilith after he had that much darkness in his heart. Harry told me about the sixteen year old Tom Riddle that came out of the diary, he was horrible. I shuddered at the thought and then picked up the book again, delving deeper into the journals secrets.

23 June 1999 (29)

There has been a prophecy been told. I fear my husband has been lost to me. I do not know what to do, I have not even told him about me being pregnant. I did not want to get his hopes up in case this baby did not survive. I have turned to a dear friend, Molly, to help through this pregnancy, after all she has had six boys already and another on the way. I am not sure how I can help my husband through this darkness again. I have found out about his darkest secret... Horcruxes. He has severed his soul six times already, my heart aches for the innocent blood spilled in order to create these dark objects.

I must now turn to Dumbledore, I do not trust this man; but he is the only one powerful enough to stop my husband now...

I fell asleep, dreaming of everything I read in the journal, nightmare after nightmare.

Lord Voldemort

"Master."

"Nagini, my pet. What news do you have?" I asked my favourite spy.

"Those slaves of yours do not know how to apparate with a snake." She hissed. "She has found the room Master, and the library."

"Good, good. Did she find the book?"

"Not yet Master, she did find Mistress journal though. That will lead her to the book you seek."

I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. "Good. I trust you are helping her?"

"Yes, but she is getting suspicious Master." Nagini informed.

"She is as clever as her mother."

"And as powerful as you Master." I glared at the snake. "Take it as a compliment Master, I just meant she was very powerful."

"Do you believe she is powerful enough to stop me?"

"Of course not Master."

I nodded. "Good. Go home Nagini, I will return in a week's time."

"Yes Master." She slithered away.

"Snape!"

"You bellowed my Lord?" Snape came floating in, his black robes billowing behind him as usual.

"Yes, you must return to the manor. Hermione will soon need your assistance."

"Of course my Lord." He bowed and left the room.

"Everything seems to be falling into place. It won't be long now before that boy is dead." I cackled to myself.

Harry Potter

"Is Hermione still coming today?" Ginny asked, making me look up from my book.

I shrugged. "Maybe she has forgotten today was Sunday."

"She probably got lost in a book." Ginny laughed.

"Probably. Should I send her an owl?"

Ginny nodded. "Of course, we haven't seen her since school let out."

I rose a brow at my girlfriend. "We seen her last week, remember?"

Ginny rolled her eyes, "That doesn't count Potter, she was here for like five minutes."

"I hope she doesn't bring Malfoy." I muttered with disdain.

"You have to get used to the fact that they are dating Harry. She is your best friend."

"I will never get used to it, Ginny. We have hated Malfoy since the beginning. It's weird to see her dating the enemy."

Ginny shrugged. "Maybe he is not the one you need to be worrying about Harry." And with that ominous warning she gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked out.

"Stupid girls. Think they know everything." I grumbled, going back to my book.

A/N: okay, so I was trying to some calculations regarding age, and know Voldemort was originally born in 1926, but the math just is not my thing, so I am just going to make everything closer to 2015 instead. Way easier math for me instead of saying he is 89 years old, which in wizard years, I guess that is still young, but would be kind of weird for a 73 year old man to have a daughter, so I hope you dont get mad, it is just easier this way. Sorry for the short chapter. Promise it will start to pick up again in the next one. Maybe even a fight.

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