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"So, do you think we should go in? The wand is point to that house, but I'm not sure we should yet." Draco said.
"Are you waiting for some kind of sign?" Blaise said mockingly. A muffled scream was heard coming from the upstairs rooms of the plain looking house. Draco crossed his arms and looked at Blaise with a smirk. "Say one word Draco, and I will kill you." Blaise took off towards the front door and grabbed the knob, but it would not turn. Taking out his wand he said "Alohamora," causing the door to unlock. Both boys rushed into the living room and bolted up the stairs listening for some kind of notification of which room they were in. A light groan was heard through the door on the left. Pushing the door open they found Hermione standing over a man who was tied up to the wall.
"Now daddy, as I was saying we definitely need to have a little talk. So let's get you comfy." Hermione pointed her wand at her Father and sent him flying towards the wall at the back of the room. "Oops, my bad, did that hurt?" Hermione giggled evilly. With another flick of her wand wired started punching through the walls and tied his hands down to the surface. "Now that you are comfy," she said, as she transfigured a towel into an overstuffed chair that she sat gracefully in. "How about we talk about how lousy of a Father you were, or how about the fact that you use to beat me. Oh, or my personal favorite, how you would tell me I was worthless because I was a 'freak' and that your life would be better if I wasn't in it.
"Did it ever occur to you Father, that you were unhappy because you suck at life? No? I suppose not, anyone who would beat a child just because it was different from the normal world." Hermione stood up and started pacing back and forth for her spot in the Bedroom. "I never really understood why you hated me so much, or why you caused me so much pain… but what I do know is that you are going get everything back time three." Hermione walked back to the side of the bed were the unconscious female laid in a stiff position.
"Locomotor Mortis" she said as the stiff body floated above the floor. She guided the body over to where her Father was still stuck to the wall. "I think I will kill this one… no, on second thought, you will kill this one, and then I won't be staining my hands for it." Hermione released the spell that was cast on the girls' body, letting it fall to the floor with a dull thud. "But first a little bit retribution." Hermione pointed her wand at the hollow of her Fathers throat. "Feel my pain…" She growled, "CRUCIO!"
After what seemed like hours, she finally rested her wand by her side as her father was still twitching in pain. "Did that hurt?" she asked in a soft voice.
"Go to Hell you bitch." he said in between breaths.
"You know what daddy; I've already been through hell. Living here was Hell. But you want to know some really great news?" Hermione walked up to him and punched him in the stomach, and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I'm not your child…" Hermione punched him one more time in the stomach for good measures while he groaned in pain. As she backed up the door burst open with Draco and Blaise standing there with there wands out.
The three of them stood staring at each other, two on one side and one by a half conscious man. "The Penguins made me do it." Hermione said as she threw her hands up. Blaise and Draco both shook there heads and lowered there wands. Draco walked up to Hermione and bopped her in the forehead. "The penguins didn't do it, and you know that."
"One by one the Penguins slowly steal my sanity…" She mumbled.
Blaise was bent over the naked girl on the floor checking her pulse. Then looking back up to the male trapped against the wall. "Cassandra, what did you do to him?" he asked. Hermione just glared at the man, who was looking at her with disgust. Blaise strolled over to where the other two were standing and flanked Hermione's other side and stared at the man.
"So this is your dad?" Blaise asked.
"yup." She said with no emotion in her voice.
"You know you can't kill him right?"
"Says who?"
"Um… everyone…"
"Oh…" She took out her wand and transformed the wall behind the naked man and turned it into a spinning wheel. The man was still strapped down only this time he was spinning. Hermione walked over to the desk and grabbed three writing utensils, turning them into throwing knives. "Would you boys do me a favor and spin the wheel?" she asked innocently.
Blaise and Draco stood dumbfounded by the act she was pulling. Was she really going to play with him this way? Draco thought. Hermione pulled her arm back and threw the knife at her Father… missing his arm by a mere inch. The second knife went flying threw the air and landed in his thigh. Screams emitted and reverberated throughout the room.
"WHAT THE FUCK HERMIONE!" Blaise screamed, "I JUST SAID YOU CAN'T KILL HIM!"
"I'm not going to kill him, just maim him a bit." She said. Hermione continued to throw the other knives that shimmered through the light, some missing the target, others were landing in him causing him to scream each time. Draco pulled Blaise to the side, "look, I don't know what is up with her right now, but I am not going to sit and watch this, I'm going to get my father. Stay here and watch her until I am able to get back. Don't let her kill him." With that, Draco ran down stairs and apparated to his home.
Narcissa was up in the third story west wing redecorating one of the rooms to make it more suitable for her daughters' arrival soon. House elves were busy running from each side of the room, moving objects twice there size and adding new colors to the walls. Narcissa was sitting in a white wicker chair to the side as she watched over the production. A little elf walked up to mistress of the house and said, "Misses, the room is complete. Is there anything Mitzy can help with else?" Narcissa stood and walked the perimeter of the room checking each nook and cranny for perfection. Looking down at the nervous house elf she said, "It's perfect, go and get my husband." Mitzy bowed and disapparated away to retrieve the Master of the house.
Shortly after Mitzy's announcement to Lucius, he arrived at the room where Narcissa was located. Once entering the room, Narcissa started rambling off all the designs to him and asked for his input. The room itself was a dark blue with black trimming lining the ceiling and the floors. A tall four poster bed with a lilac colored bed spread stood off to the left with a set of dressers and a vanity in a dark shade of cherry wood with cherry wood floors.
"FATHER! FATHER, WHERE ARE YOU?!" screamed Draco from the lower levels of the house. Both Lucius and Narcissa rushed to the landing where there son was. As soon as his parents were in view, Draco started frantically trying to explain what was going on, "Father, she's lost it for sure, she's at her parents' home in London, and she's got her Father tied to some kind of wheel of torture and she's throwing knives at him; she's actually hitting him too." He said as a second thought, "You have to come with me, she's there with Blaise and I don't know if he can subdue her long." Draco said.
"Cissy, stay here" Lucius stated firmly as he followed his son out of the house and side-along apparated away to the Grangers home.
"Cassandra, I think its time to stop hurting your Father…" Blaise said calmly as he approached her. Hermione turned her hazel eyes to him and lowered her arm. Blaise slowly reached for the knife that was still in her hand, the only sound in the room was coming from the man who hung bleeding from his wrists and feet. Once Blaise was close enough to her, he slowly removed the knife and tossed it towards the other side of the room on the bed. The two stood staring at each other, one with caution the other with a crazed desire.
"That man has not been my Father since I was eight years old," she said vehemently, "he has beaten me, and denied me everything I was. For as long as I can remember I have never been wanted, and I'm tired of it. Harry and Ron only use me for better grades, the Weasley's only accept me because I am friends with Ron and Ginny, and everyone else seems to think I'm just some book worm who has no life and I am no better than the dirt they trample on! And my 'new' family was the worst of them all. All they wanted to do was rub it into my face about how dirty I was, about how much of worthless person I was. What makes them different from my foster parents?" Hermione yelled and tears were slowly trailing down her cheeks that were red with anger. "No more Blaise, I will no longer be a mat for everyone to walk on and use."
"If I knew that you were living with Muggles, I would have never let you go," Said a voice from the doorway, Hermione and Blaise both trained there wands on the voice, "Your Mother and I both loved you, but we feared for your life as a child." Lucius emerged from the hallway and ushered them to lower there wands. Blaise did so immediately, but Hermione still had hers pointed straight at his heart.
"Love? How on earth do you expect me to believe that you loved me? You gave me away for crying out loud!" Taking a deep breaths, she began calmly, "Look, I know its hard to have found out that your kid is still alive, but you also have to see it from my point of view… for as long as I can remember I've been different, and whenever I finally got the chance to go to a school where there would be more people like me, that I could be accepted somewhere. But when in reality, it was just the same bullshit that I had a home. The only difference was that the roles were reversed. Instead of being ridiculed for being a witch, I was ridiculed for being muggle-born. What makes you think that I will be all willing to go and move in with you all? You were the worst of all my torments… so fuck you." Hermione walked up to Lucius and slapped him across the face.
Lucius didn't strike back, he didn't yell at her for her impertinence, he only stayed calm and looked at her. The girl in front of him had tears streaming down her cheeks, her eyes were red and puffy and her breathing was labored. Slowly he removed his wand and waved it over her removing her glamour and grabbed her by her hand cautiously. Gently he walked her over to the mirror and stood behind her, "This is my daughter, you, and no one else." He placed one hand on her shoulder as they stared at each other in the mirror, "We have nothing but family, I apologize for the cruelty that was placed upon you as a child and as you entered the wizarding world, but unknown to me and your brother, you were just some random muggle-born child that came into our world." Draco came and stood on the other side by his father behind her, "If your anger is to be directed at anyone it should be me. I had your mother give you away because I did not want both of my children to face the wrath of the Dark Lord."
"But why give me to a family who would hate me just as much as your hate mudbloods?" she said with distain in her voice.
"To be honest, I thought your mother had killed you." He replied rationally. "What exactly has this man done to you?" he asked with one eyebrow raised.
Hermione fidgeted with her hands and looked down, her pale hair falling forward to hide her face. "You can tell me," He whispered in her ear as he linked hands with her. The sincerity and belayed anger in his voice was enough for her to turn to him look him straight in the eyes.
"That man deserves to die; he deserves to feel the same pain I had to from his hands. I may not be allowed to kill him, but I will cause him a world of hurt." She pushed her way through the two men and stood in front of Mr. Granger. He stared at the young woman in front of him, she was nothing like the child that he had living here for so many years, her blonde hair and dark eyes were the most foreboding features on her; yes she did match those two men that were standing in the room now.
"You know what?" the man rasped, "I don't feel bad for beating you. I should have raped you too since your not even my child… too bad, I think you would be a nice little fuck." He spat. Before Hermione could even say anything, all three men had there wands trained on him. Lucius stood in the middle of the three and said, "I will not let my daughter kill you. Not because it's wrong, but because I just got her back and I don't want her in prison. But don't worry, your time will end." He turned and looked at his children and there friend, "Now, I believe that you need to return to Hogwarts before anyone starts to worry that you three are missing." The three students gathered together readying for apparition. Before they left Lucius kissed his daughters hand and said, "Don't worry, this man will never hurt you ever again." Blaise, Draco, and Cassandra all touched the worn feather and port keyed out of the home. Lucius turned back to the man "Now that my daughter had her fun, let's just end this now. You don't even deserve to even be killed right away. So I'm going to give to you to a dear relative of mine. I'm sure she is dying to have a little bit of fun." An evil grin spread across his face as he apparated away leaving the man bleeding on a wheel and a unconscious body at his feet.
Blaise and Draco made there way to the Slytherin table and sat before the ceremony of Cassandra's sorting. Dumbledore stood from his place at the head of the table and raised his hands to quiet the hall. "I have an announcement, if you would all please help me in welcoming the Head Girl from Beuxbaton, Miss Cassandra Malfoy." Many cheers came from the whole school, but Gryffindor, which were mostly groaning. "Now, Miss Malfoy has been keeping in contact with Miss Granger for the past couple of months to give each other information about there schools. Miss Malfoy will be taking over where Miss Granger has left off as Head Girl. Miss Malfoy if you will please come up here, we will place the Sorting Hat upon your head and have you placed in a house," Cassandra moved up to the dais and sat on the rickety stool. Professor Dumbledore lowered the hat upon her head and waited.
"Hmm, I see." The hat whispered in her head, "It is strange to have you sitting before for me again Miss Granger, but I suppose that it is not who you are though. You would still be great for Gryffindor, but that is not what you wanted is it?" Cassandra thought about how she wanted to be with her brother in Slytherin and away from the traitors in Gryffindor. "Yes, I see, you want to be apart of a family that wants you, do you not? Well, if that is what you want, better me SLYTHERIN!" the hat shouted its answer to school, the entire table of Slytherins clapped and cheered for there new classmate. This is going to be a hell of a semester. Cassandra went over and sat next to her brother and smiled at him. Little did either of them know, was that Lucius was taking it upon himself to have a certain foster parent removed from this earth.