Disclosure Hp belongs to Jkr. The storyline, new character development, new events, and new characters are my intellectual property. Glorioux

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A Daughter

The next day when Arthur came with Molly, Bea was napping. Molly was in shock when she saw Fabian and heard the news. She had to make an unbreakable never to disclose anything about Bella and her daughter. She also had to wait for the announcement of the wedding.

Bea came to meet them, but she was too sleepy and wanted her daddy, "Daddy, wants Daddy." Fabian picked her up, she sucked her finger and relaxed against him. Fabian kissed Bea's head while rubbing her back.

When Molly saw Fabian's love for the child, she knew that it was best to pretend, to leave well enough alone. Arthur was with her, not with Bella. She looked different, happy, content. Bella was beautiful, so Molly was glad that she was married. An idea crossed Molly's mind, what if Bella were to change her mind about the child, Arthur, and she could raise Bea, just a thought. Molly liked the idea.

Everyone was anxious to conclude the visit before Bea was more awake. They were afraid of what Bea might say, she was unpredictable and had been talking about Arthur non-stop. Bea had liked him a lot, "Atur is maybe anodder daddy, we have the same hair and eyes. He's purty." She was smart and had sensed a connection. It was uncanny.

The Floo opened; it was the Dark Lord, the Weasley, and Fabian froze.

Bea surprised them. "Gofadder," she squealed, awake at once.

Fabian asked, "Godfather?"

Bella nodded and giggled, she sat next to Fabian.

Molly looked at her, Bellatrix giggling, what was going on?

Tom Riddle picked Bea up and twirled her, the Weasley and Fabian were in awe.

Fabian and Bella reprimanded Bea, but Voldemort moved his hand, he had a doll for Bea, one looking a lot like her. Bea smooched him, and of course, she went to show it to Molly and Arthur. Fabian was by her in one step. Sweat ran down his back, who knew what Bea would say.

"Bea, this is your daddy's sister, Aunt Molly, and this is uncle Arthur."

"I like Atur, we have the same hair. You are purty," she patted Molly's leg. "What's an aunt?" She asked, climbing on Molly's lap, and started playing with Molly's long hair.

Molly grinned, she had a niece, or maybe a stepdaughter, it mattered not, she had a little witch. "An aunt is like me, you daddy's sister."

"Can you play tea time wiph me?" Bea asked.

"Next time," Molly smiled.

When they left, Molly was convinced or wanted to go along with the lie. She realized their good fortune was related to this. The Dark Lord said nothing, but he was polite. He left with Bea to look at the horses, and to show her the real presents he brought her. The Dark Lord spoiled Bea rotten. He got her a magical pony and riding clothes, he would tell her parents later, after he showed them to Bea. He was waiting for grandchildren, he had found out that he liked children.

When he was back, he asked Cygnus to explain. He was worried at once. "If Wallburga sees Albus, my child could be in danger. Why haven't I been told? You best tell me all."

Once Cygnus was done, the Dark Lord had a theory, "He wants to meddle on your daughters' lives. I heard from a reliable source that he wants a specific outcome. I think it is related to me."

The Trouble-Maker

Wallburga was not happy with the turn of events. She tried to see Molly but was turned down. So she went to see Albus, in the guise, to talk about Regulus starting this year.

Albus met with her, but he cut her short, she had some nonsense gossip about Arthur Weasley. He had no time. He was introducing Mr. Olbo to the MoM.

"Thanks, I will look into it. Now, I must go."

Fenrir saw Wallburga on her way out. He had heard what she was telling Albus. Fenrir was alert at once because anything related to Ermi made him aware. Ermi was mad at him, not that he cared. She wasn't going to be used by anyone, not even by the Malfoy heir, females, ugh. He remembered his father telling him about Amelia. She was barely 17 when she saw Gellert, and any attempt to restrict her failed. Amelia was married in two months, she had pups in six months, like others of her kind. Best to marry her soon, Ermi was sneaky and willful, just like Amelia. Then he thought of tiny Greyback pups, and he smiled wistfully; he would like that.

Albus asked, "Why the smile?"

"We will soon be having little ones on my family, my niece. I cannot wait. I love children, but want none of my own." At this moment, he hated Albus, he wanted him dead. But not yet, Fenrir wanted more information.

Wally was leaving when she saw Narcissa with Gideon. This wouldn't do.

Fenrir sent a message to the Dark Lord. In Albus' office, he had seen some artifacts that reminded him of antique Port-Keys, passages to places far away. His wolf would look this night. He told Tom Riddle about

Wallburga, how she was reporting one of the Black witches. Something about an arranged marriage with an Arthur something.

When the Dark Lord received the message, he knew who had been stirring up trouble. Time to visit Wallburga.

He didn't waste any time. Orion was playing magic chess with Regulus when he arrived, "Nice to see you. May I get you a drink?" Orion asked. "I am keeping Regulus entertained, he misses his brother and has been talking about our second cousin, Ermi L'Argent. She promised all the young wizards to be their date for the Yuletide when they are older, married, or not. She is a beauty."

Regulus sighed, "She is, but she is in love with Lucius. I guess that is okay, he is very nice, but I wish I was older, I would ask her to marry me."

The Dark Lord smiled, it made Orion recoil; it also surprised Regulus. "She is a beauty. Alas, I think her heart is taken. It might be a good idea that you find someone else."

"Ah, but he is in a contract with my niece Narcissa," Orion argued.

Wallburga came in and thought that she could make some points with the Dark Lord. Unwisely since she had been warned not to meddle in her nieces' lives. "Narcissa is with a blood traitor; what is wrong with them? Andy is with a Mudblood, and..."

"And you better stop there. You have already caused much grief, I know what you did. Leave your nieces alone. I forbid the world Mudblood, Half-Blood, or Blood-traitor. Say them at your own peril. I want peace, your husband knows and agrees. Enough of deaths and sorrow, families want peace." The Dark Lord cut her off

Wallburga didn't like it. "Why is that?"

"Because I say so. This is your last warning. If you go to see Albus just once more, I will ask your husband to send you away and to annul the marriage."

Regulus sat there quiet as a mouse; he would be sending Sirius an owl. His mother was acting badly, and Regulus wanted peace. He had gone out with Sirius' friends and liked them; Lucius liked them as well.

The Dark Lord saw Regulus, he had said much in front of him, maybe he should use him. "Write to your brother, tell him to keep an eye on your mother, tell him to alert his friends. Son, if you report back to me, I will reward you." He stared at Wallburga.

Regulus grinned. His mother knew better and said nothing. No matter, she wasn't going to have her family polluted.

"You want to play with me when you are done with your father?" The Dark Lord asked Regulus.

"Orion, call me Tom, I no longer use the Dark Lord appellative. I am looking for an alternative position. I have one in mind."

Regulus grinned, "You may play, but I won't make it easy."

Tom Riddle told Wallburga, "Leave them alone, that includes the cousin Miss L'Argent."

By nightfall, Hermione had the Horcrux. Minerva didn't ask what it was. Hermione told Serge to take her to the nearby Malfoy house; once there, she called her father. He appeared. "ThankS my child, this was the last, I will be whole. I think your mother can see us. Call her for me. Tell her I am changed. I am no longer the Dark Lord. I am Lord Riddle."

Hermione hugged and kissed him. She sat with him, just looking at the fire. "I cannot stay long. I have a pesky relative. If you must know, well, maybe you won't love my mother when you know."

Hermione realized this was a good test, "I am related to Fenrir Greyback."

"I know. What is the point?" Tom Riddle played his cards carefully. His daughter might no like that he had approved Fenrir's move.

Hermione was open mouth, her father didn't care, he already knew. A nasty thought crossed her mind, "You knew? Did you send him to spy on me?"

He nearly blushed, damn, she was bloody clever, of course, she was his child. He would lie, but not completely.

"I knew he was going. Albus wants to control the lives of certain students like he wants a particular outcome. I want to know why, and I am worried he would hurt you if he found out you were my child. He will kill you."

Hermione was sick to her stomach, she asked softly, "The Blacks, Lestrange, and Malfoy?"

Tom Riddle looked at her, curiously, "Yes, how do you know?"

Hermione realized her mistake, damn, "Because I have seen him spying and asking questions. But why?" She suspected an answer but had to ask.

"You are clever, you are my child, of course. No, I don't know why, but Minerva sees Albus scrying. He wants a specific future, maybe to kill me."

Hermione knew the answer. Albus wanted everyone angry and miserable. He wanted James dead, Sirius in Azkaban, and so on. She hated Albus, "He needs to lose his power, to be gone. I would say, kill him, but he is powerful ."

Tom caressed her head, Serge sat there, combing her hair. "Darling, there is more. Your great grandfather was Gellert Grindenwald, Albus has been killing anyone related to him. Fenrir suspects he committed the massacre of his people. He killed your great grandmother and her young children."

"Let me kill him, I will try. He cannot be allowed to continue." Hermione wanted him dead. She was related to the darkest of wizards, and she wasn't dark, and her father was changing. She agreed the war had to end, now.

"No, I want your mother back. Not one more killing, we will figure out how to stop him. Be careful, don't allow him near you, he is a powerful Legilemance, though, you might be one as well. We need to figure out what he is doing and why. You need to know, Bellatrix had as a child, my goddaughter. She married Fabian Prewett. He is not the father, but Albus cannot know. Keep an eye on Wallburga Black. She is with Albus on this. For some reason, Albus wants a dangerous Bella."

Hermione knew but didn't understand why.

"My child, don't let anything happen to you. I want you protected. How is your relationship with Mr. Malfoy?" Hermione turned bright red, Tom's eyebrow went up. "First, get married. I will hurt him if he touches you without marriage. Has he talked about marriage? Nobody has to know."

She couldn't lie, "He wants to marry right away."

"I like that, you couldn't get anyone better, perhaps one of Fenrir's people. Do you love him?"

The question made her stop breathing, she knew why she loved Lucius. Whatever happened before was blurry, "I think I might."

"I see. Now go back, no need to give Albus fodder..."

When someone arrived on the Floo, Hermione growled when she saw who had come. She scared herself by doing so.

"Ah, here you are. I was worried," Fenrir told her when he stepped in. The shadow wolves assigned to her were panicking. They said, one minute she was there, the next second, she was gone. He was afraid that Albus had done something since Mr. Malfoy was in his common room with his friends.

"Why did you come here?" Hermione wouldn't relent.

"Why, to tell your father, we are friends, "Fenrir answered casually.

"I see I must go." Hermione was worried that Fenrir would talk about Lucius.

Serge was still mad at Fenrir when Fenrir called him and screeched. Fenrir guffawed, "You don't like your loved ones being reprimanded, get used to it."

Tom laughed, looking at his daughter, her eyebrows knitted, her hair flying, "I won't get used to it. I am too old to be watched."

"No, you aren't," both males said at the same time.

"Serge, take me back." They disappeared, she left without saying goodbye. Tom just laughed, "She has a wicked temper, I guess she is my child."

"Nah, my sister's temper was legendary. My father said no pup was like her, willful, disobedient, and bad-tempered. In wolf form, she bit many adults." He shook his head.

"I am checking on Albus' office. I will let you know. Minerva is certain that he is not working alone? Any ideas?"

That night Fenrir went into Albus office; he was in a shadow form, which was good because Albus came in seconds after. Albus moved in front of the shelf, where he kept the antique artifact, taking his wand, Albusmuttered something, and a portal opened. Fenrir followed him, knowing the danger, Albus was powerful. Still, maybe he could tear his neck before Albus had a chance to hurt him.

What Fenrir saw made him get out quickly, Gellert was alive, but where was he at? He needed to see Tom.

The ones in the shadow rejoiced, now they knew how to get Gellert out.

Hermione

Hermione was fuming at Gryffindor, her loyal Marauders had defected; they all liked Fenrir. When she asked them for help to see Lucius they made excuses.

She was in her room simmering when Fenrir just Appeared. "I cannot find your father, you must call him for me. I just found out that Albus is keeping Gellert prisoner."

Hermione was astonished, how? This had remained a secret in the future.

When Hermione And Fenrir were fixing to leave, Albus arrived at Gryffindor. Professor Olbo, I wanted to ask you if you would like to accompany me tomorrow to visit someone. I would like you to meet, an old acquaintance."

Lucius

His father had sent him the Malfoy promise ring. He noticed the puzzling insignia, two flames. His body was burning when he had been with Ermi. Was it related? He wanted to go and see his father. He wanted to ask the Dark Lord for his daughter. He was done with waiting; if he waited much longer, he would damage Ermi. He knew that, and both Fenrir and the Dark Lord would kill him, he also knew that.