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Chapter 25: Plans tend to Change, as do Prophecy's

Hermione sat in her and Draco's chambers. She sat on the couch with Ginny beside her and Molly across from her sitting in the red chair. Nothing sounding the room. Everything quiet. Not even a ghost whispered. Hermione wished she were with Draco so they could retrieve their son together. But, she wasn't. She had to stay. Because nobody wanted her getting hurt. Hurt. Hurt? Hermione Jane Malfoy, former Granger, was the smartest witch in her class. Not that she went much, now a day. But, still she had the highest O.W.L.'s and N.E.W.T.'s. She could easily get by a couple Death Eaters, not to mention Ron. She could curse him before he could say Quidditch. And who cared about a couple of Gods. She was sure that they would be easy work. Even if they were all high and mighty.

'Hell! Greyback got to go!' Hermione's mind shrilled. " A former Death Eater, or still... I don't know... He's not even related to Riddick. Nor myself or Draco... He's not even a friend! He's a damned werewolf with death on his mind daily... And Luna... Luna got to go! And Harry and Blaize! I'm Riddick bloody mum, why the bloody hell couldn't I have gone?! Oh... Because I'm so precious and my life's way important! My arse! I want my son!'

Hermione stood up slowly, "I'm tired. I'm going to go lay down." She said and tried to suppress a smile, but her face was only blank.

Ginny only nodded and Molly smiled slightly and said, "Ok, dear. I'm sure they'll be back soon." Hermione just gave a nod and made her way up the stairs. When she got to her room she looked around trying to find the object. 'Where the bloody hell is it?' She asked herself. Hermione went and opened the wardrobe she pushed all the clothes aside and then her eyes met it, in the corner of the wardrobe it leant. It was polished black and she remembered seeing Draco riding it thousands of times. She took out the broomstick and made her way to the widow.

She opened the window and then mounted the broom. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment. "I can do this." She said softly. "I have to do this." Hermione then pushed off the floor and leaned forward, flying out the widow. She came to a hault as she was above Hogsmeade. She looked towards Hogwarts and then her eyes hit the setting sun. She found her heading.

-

The Order lurked in the forest as the sun was setting. They had to wait until it had gone down to make a move, for they had Marius and his Vampire Coven helping them retrieve the lost Prophecy. And Marius didn't want all of his Vampires exploding into piles of dust.

"We should go now." Draco said looking towards the black castle.

"No, the sun hasn't set." Van said still hiding in the shadows of the trees.

"Well, we could always leave the blood-suckers." Fenrir simply stated.

All the vampires looked to Greyback, "Now, now Fenrir. You should be more respectful. We did take you in did we not?" Marius said brow raised.

Fenrir rolled his eyes and looked away from the old vampire and looking back to the black castle. "It was only a suggestion." He mumbled to no one in particular.

Severus went and put a hand on Draco's shoulder, "We'll get him back, son." He said reassuringly and gave Draco a small smile.

Draco only nodded.

"Here's the plan." Said Charlie and everyone circled around him. "Greyback your going in first..."

-

Voldemort sat in his chair and watched one of his faithful Death Eater take Riddick into another room. Ron was sitting over at a desk a smile playing at his lips. Voldemort knew what he was thinking. Ron couldn't wait until Draco Malfoy was dead. And Voldemort had promised...

"Wow!" Came a voice from the garden entry. "This is a nice place, my Lord."

Voldemort stood up and all the Death Eaters withdrew their wands. Voldemort waved a hand at them to lower their wands and they all did so.

"Greyback... Why shouldn't I kill you where you stand?" Voldemort asked with a glare towards the runaway.

"Maybe, because I've seen the error of my ways. That I now understand why the Gods are in with our plans." Fenrir said and when Voldemort furrowed his brow Fenrir corrected himself, "Oh, sorry for the mishap...Your plans, my Lord." Fenrir said bowing his head and a slight smile on his face.

Voldemort started to laugh, "You always were my most joyful follower." He told, "And since you understand, I welcome you with open arms." Voldemort actually held out his arms. Fenrir's smile widened and he started to walk towards him. Voldemort held out his hand and Fenrir kissed his knuckles. "But you still have to be punished."

Fenrir still had his smile plastered on his face, "Of course my lord, but before you curse me...I have a little surprise for you." He stated and walked back towards the garden entry, disappearing for only a moment before coming back in with two people walking behind him.

"Oh, my Lord!" Cried out a woman's voice. "It's been too long." Voldemort was suddenly being embraced my two arms. His eyes went wide and he pushed the woman off of him.

"How dare..." Voldemort started with a hiss.

"I'm sorry, my Lord. I'm just so happy to see you. After I was shipped off to America I thought I'd never see you again." Cried the black haired witch.

Voldemort eyed the witch, trying to remember her. His eyes then widened even more and a smile that would scare a child crossed his features, "Kaytrina." He breathed, "Too long indeed." Kaytrina just smiled. "Yes, we all thought you were to be getting the mark and then I hear your off in America; married."

"Actually." Kaytrina said an evil gleam in her eye, "I wasn't married for too long. I... well, lets just say the groom fell deathly ill on the honeymoon."

Voldemort only laughed, "And why did you not come sooner, then?" He asked.

"Well, of course I heard of your fall. I have searched the corner's of the earth to try and find a way to bring you back and then." Kaytrina's gaze fell upon Wormtail. She smiled, "I heard of your reincarnation. But, only days ago when I saw my dear brother and he filled me in on everything."

Voldemort's eyes flickered over to Severus who's face was blank. He searched the Potion's masters mind and saw that this was true. Or at least he thought it was.

"Oh, my poor dear," Voldemort said bringing Kaytrina in for a hug, "Going through all that trouble..." Voldemort pulled back and placed a kiss on Kaytrina's forehead. For a moment, she thought she was going to throw up, "I'm deeply grateful that you cared so much. I'm also glad that I won't have to kill you. You are such a beauty." Kaytrina faked a blush and Voldemort merely laughed softly. "Look here." He called out to his other Death Eaters, "Are family is now whole." He announced and everyone cheered, "Well, almost. Bellatrix, would you please?" He asked giving a nod towards the back room.

Bellatrix smiled wildly and started bouncing on the balls of her feet, "I'd be honored, my Lord." She said and hurried off.

Voldemort sat back in his chair and smiled. All his Death Eaters were back, 'If only Lucius hadn't of gotten caught and been placed with the Dementors kiss.' Voldemort thought.

Ron looked at Kaytrina and Severus with curiosity. He stood up, wand in his hand, just in case, "Professors." He said.

Kaytrina and Severus turned to him. Kaytrina only smiled, "We're no longer your Professors, Ronald." She told him, "Please call me Kaytrina. And I think Severus here wouldn't mind is you called him by his name as well, would you dear brother?"

"Not at all." Severus said with a smirk.

"Kaytrina. Se-Severus." Ron tried their names out. "I thought you two were on the light side." He said with malice in his voice.

Kaytrina only laughed, "Right. Sure. I want to follow everything little command Dumbledoof gives. Yeah, and the world should be so peaceful, shouldn't it Severus?" Kaytrina couldn't help but laugh. Or at least she acted like she couldn't help it.

Severus let a smile cross his lips, "Yeah, and I really want to work for a crack-pot old fool like him. I know where my loyalty lies. And it's not with the Lemon Drop obsessed twinkly eyed Headmaster." Severus sighed and looked up at Voldemort, "It's with the Serpent King."

Ron smiled. "I liked how you said Dumbledoof." He said directing his attention to Kaytrina.

Kaytrina and Severus both almost gagged with the flirtatious look Ron was giving her.

Ron, walked back over to were he was sitting before, not taking his eyes off of Kaytrina and Kaytrina just smiled at him.

-

"Do we go in now?" Draco asked; Irritated. They were supposed to come, get Riddick, maybe kill a few Death Eaters, Voldemort possibly while doing so, and then get out.

"Yes." Dumbledore said after Charlie told him something, "We go in now."

Draco nodded and then looked at everybody they had. Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid, Lupin, Tonks, Harry, Blaize, Luna, Van, Marius and his Coven of Twelve, other teachers such as, Flitwick and Sinistra, some Weasley's consisting of: Arthur, Charlie, Bill, Fred and George. Greyback, Severus and Kaytrina were already inside. Nine other Order members made up the rest of them.

"Let's go then." He said, wand at the ready; heading towards the black castle.

-

Kaytrina was getting a little nervous with the silence the room held. She walked up to Voldemort and bowed before him. "I'm sorry to disturb you my Lord, but I could have sworn I heard you say something about a punishment before we walked in?" She asked slightly looking up at the dark wizard.

Voldemort's eyes brightened up and he stood, "I almost forgot." He said and looked towards Greyback, "Fenrir, you did not remind me of your punishment." He told the evil werewolf with a frown, "That only means it will be more painful. Crutio." Voldemort's wand was pointed at Fenrir, who was now withering in pain. Yelling out to the Gods that did not listen.

Kaytrina closed her eyes at the sight. She couldn't bare it, but she didn't need Voldemort to pick up on the others coming.

Fenrir gasped for air as Voldemort stopped issuing the curse on him. He glared up at Kaytrina and as Voldemort turned away, Severus lightly kicked him in the back, just hard enough for the werewolf to wince from the left over pain.

Thunder sounded and flashes of lightning could be seen out the gothic windows. Voldemort sniffed the air and his eyes widened as the doors of the main entry burst open. All the Death Eaters stood their wand at hand waiting for an attack. But, all they heard was silence and all they saw was the fog that started to make it's way indoors. Then, figures could be seen walking in slowly. The Death Eatera didn't fire on the account that their master didn't order for them to attack. But, then the figures came into better view and the Death Eaters started to attack without order, at seeing the fanged creatures.

Every spell, hex, jinx, and curse bounced off the blood-suckers. Marius smiled, "You all should know, better." He said shaking his head and a small smile on his face. He looked to his left where six of his Vampires and Van stood. He nodded and the Vampires pounced on the victims they chose.

Voldemort just stared as the vampires ripped apart seven of his Death Eaters. His eyes full of fury, but a smile taking hold of his serpent features. Other Death Eaters tried to help their fellow members, but eased away when the vampires started to snap their hungry jaws at them.

"Marius. Marius. Marius." Voldemort said standing up shaking his head, "I thought we had a deal. You don't attack me or my followers and you get to live."

Marius laughed, "Yet, you pushed us out of our haven and made it your headquarters. Knowing fairly well that we had no where else to go when we have to hide from the sun." Marius said still smiling. He looked down at his Vampires who were still feeding off the now, dead Death Eaters. "Hm, not sorry about this." He said and looked back up the the dark wizard.

Curiosity up took Voldemort, "Not sorry about what?" He asked with slight malice in his tone.

And just as 'what' slipped from Voldemort's serpent mouth, Dumbledore, Harry, and Draco walked in. "Hello Tom." Dumbledore said wand raised, "Immobulus!" The war began.

Curses flew back and forth from both sides as the rest of the calvary arrived. Vampires attacked Death Eaters that rounded up on one person, trying to help as best they could.

Draco looked throughout all the chaos trying to find his son as he fought off Death Eater after Death Eater. Dumbledore and Harry were teamed up fighting Voldemort. Remus, Charlie, and Blaize were taking up Nott and Avery. Fred, George, Luna and Arthur were attacking a group that consisted in Goyle and Crabbe Seniors, Mulciber, and Barty Crouch Jr. Which should have been rotting in Azkaban.

Draco's eyes then landed on the red head that he began to hate at the beginning of the year. The one that caused him to be here in the first place. The one that betrayed all of the wizarding world and hurt his wife emotionally by taking their son.

Draco took out his wand, "Avad..." He stopped, he wanted to Avada Kedavra the arse, but he knew that Hermione wanted him to go through much worse, rather than just die. Hermione wanted the bloody berk to rot a life sentence in Azkaban, maybe endure the Dementors kiss after a century passed along. "Levicorpus!"

Ron's eyes widened as he felt the same sensation of being suspended up in the air. "Malfoy..." He said with fury, "You ruined everything!"

"I ruined everything? Me?" Draco said walking closer to the upside down boy. "I only married the woman I love. Huh. I don't really know if that could be placed as ruining everything, but betraying the wizarding world and more importantly your bestfriend and then stealing her child on the other hand..." Draco pointed his wand at the Weasels neck, "That could definitely be placed as ruining everything."

"I wouldn't have if that whore..."

"What? Didn't get resorted? Didn't fall for your all time enemy and then marry him? Didn't have his child? Would you have really not joined him, then?" Draco said shrugging over to Voldemort you looked as if he were weakening.

"..."

"Hm. I should kill you. I really should." Draco told him with a glare, "You took my son and handed him over to the man most of the world despises. And I really don't know if I've ever hated someone so much as you." Draco gritted his teeth trying hard not to yell out Avada Kedavra. "Stupefy." He said and then looked away from the unconscious red head.

He looked over the room at the war taking place. He didn't see his son. 'Where is he?' He asked himself. 'He can't be...no, no, no, he's not...he's not...dead.' Then his breath pitched and he felt he couldn't breath as he saw her and the curse that was cast towards her. Draco started to run. And then he pushed her to the ground as the curse passed them. He looked down into the brown eyes he loved, "Hermione?" He said through gritted teeth. "What the hell are you doing here?!"

"He's my son." She said. "I not going to just sit around and wait." Draco looked at her closely and then nodded and stood helping her up, "Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione yelled, pointing her wand at the man who tried to curse her husband.

"Thanks." he told her placing a quick kiss on her cheek, "Now, lets find our son." And right as they turned they stopped. Both of them going into a state of shock. It couldn't be. It just...it just couldn't.

Staring back at them was a blonde haired boy that resembled Draco tremendously, only instead of silver eyes he had caramel brown, "Hello Mum. Dad."

Everyone at that moment stopped fighting and looked at the once baby Riddick. Voldemort started laughing. And all the Death Eaters, that were alive, smirked.

"Riddick?" Hermione gasped and took a step forward, but Draco put his hand on her shoulder stopping her from going any further.

Riddick smiled, "Yes."

"But, it can't be you...you were a..."

"A baby." Riddick nodded, "I know, isn't in amazing. I was so little and now look at me. All grown up in a matter of minutes."

Voldemort walked over to Riddick, "My son you still have much to learn."

"He's not your son!" Hermione yelled and tried to go after the serpentine man, but Draco pulled her back, "What are you doing? It's going to come true, Draco!" Hermione struggled against her husband, "I can't let it happen." Hermione elbowed Draco in the chin and then raised her wand at Voldemort, "Avada..."

"Expelliarmus." Said a voice and Hermione looked to her son as her wand flew out of her hand. "Sorry, Mum. But, I can't let you do that. And I am most deeply sorry for doing this." Riddick told her with an apologetic tone, "Immobulus."

Hermione froze. She tried to move, but her legs and arms were numb. She tried to talk, but the only thing working was her breathing, which was still slow.

"Hermione?" Draco asked looking at his wife.

"She'll be fine, Dad." Riddick assured walking up to his father. "Take his left side." He whispered.

Draco looked to his son with confusion.

"Voldemort." Riddick informed, "Take his left side."

Draco blinked once issuing that he knew what his son meant. Draco started to move.

"What are you doing Malfoy?" Voldemort asked raising his wand.

"Oh, nothing much. Just overlooking my new home, my Lord." He said and bowed his head slightly, as he came up to Voldemort's left side.

Voldemort looked to Riddick, "My, my...did you use the Imperius on you father my son?"

"Something like that." Riddick said with a smile. He took a quick glance at Kaytrina and she smiled. Knowing what was going on. Riddick twirled his wand in his hand, "You know I don't really like the plan that Lestrange told me." He said and Voldemort looked at him as if he were one of his Death Eater that had wronged him, "I don't know about Hades and the other gods that are on our side."

"What are you talking about?" Voldemort asked his brow furrowed.

"I'm talking about this." Riddick said and pointed his wand at him.

"What are you doing?" Voldemort asked with a hiss.

Riddick looked at all the Death Eaters and they all suddenly fell to the floor unconscious. Riddick then dropped his wand and walked a little closer to Voldemort. Staring him in the eyes.

Voldemort grabbed at his head when the pain surged through his brain. "Ahh!" He yelled out and fell to his knees. Images played through his mind, ones of a world that was at peace. He couldn't stand it. It was supposed to be a dark world, one filled with nothing but purebloods, but he saw the mudblood that Draco Malfoy was married to. And then he saw Dumbledore and Riddick shaking hands. And that was it. Riddick was supposed to bring all non-purebloods to their knees, he was supposed to bring hell on earth. "AHH!" Voldemort screamed and it had a hissing tone to it. Then, there was nothing, only a pile of ashes where Voldemort once stood.

Everyone gathered around the ashes. Except for the unconscious Death Eaters. They all stared at them and then up at Riddick as he un-immobilized his mother.

Once Hermione took in her surrounding she smiled and brought her son in for a crushing hug. And when Draco made his way closer. Hermione grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and brought him into her embrace.

Everyone was so shocked that Voldemort was finally gone that they said nothing just stared at the family, that looked a little weird with Hermione and Draco's son being the same age as them.

"What happened to the plan?" Fenrir asked, breaking the silence.

Everyone turned to him and Kaytrina smiled, "Plans tend to change."

-

No one could understand what happened. The world was supposed to be a Death Eaters playground by now. Riddick Valerius Malfoy was supposed to be the ultimate evil, not to mention a dark God. He was supposed to side with Voldemort not bring him down, or least that's what the last Prophecy said. What Destiny had said, literally. They all were supposed to be begging for their lives as they were threatened with death. Some were supposed to be dead my now. But, they weren't. They were alive. They were well. The world hadn't been taken by the shadows. They weren't being brought to their knees. Voldemort was dead. As were his plans for taking over the world.

Hermione looked down at her son as he crawl on the rug. And then went silent as he tried to stand up. She didn't notice that her husband had walked in or that he sat next to her. They both watched as their son stood up and wobbled a little, as he was not used to standing, and then Riddick took his first steps. Hermione gasped and they swooped her son into her arms kissing his little chubby cheeks. Draco laughed and then went to her side and kissed his sons forehead and then Hermione's temple. An arm around her waist bring her closer as they looked down upon their little boy. He smiled. This was how it was supposed to be.

Plans weren't the only things that tended to change. Prophecy's were too.