A/N: Read the author's note at the bottom if you feel like it, I write
those first, and well I went on and on so I am just writing this a short
top one this time.
Purple*Passion: Thankz so much. I really like that chapter too, but I still think my fave one is chapter two cause it was just so random, really long, and also I don't remember the details when I read it, so it holds a bit of surprise for me. Oh and FYI last chapter was a wow what's going on kind of chapter for me too. I didn't know that I was going to make her leave again! It just happened.
Whatever: Well Hermione is kind of evil, but I don't think I could make her be ALL evil...well maybe I could Bwahahaha. Also I didn't think about Draco. I put his name in this chapter, but I don't know if he'll hold more to the plot or not. I like Draco he's tight. Thankz soo much for the review.
Lollylips3: Thankz! I'm glad that you liked it. (I know that you reviewed for chapter 14 but I saw that you reviewed so I just put it in on this one.) I'm glad you think it's cool!
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Chapter 18
~*~ ~*~ "What happened?! Why are you all back?!?" The Dark Lord was pissed, and rather confused. He was waiting for Malfoy to come back and tell him it was his time to come and finish off Dumbledore and prove that he has no fears. But most of his army was back now all standing still and not even a whisper could be heard from them. Then a final pop could be heard when someone arrived a couple minutes later than the rest. The group of death eaters, still scared to death of their lord, especially when he is in such a foul mood, spilt down the center so Hermione, the last to return, could go forward.
"I am sorry Lord Voldemort, but the aurors got there too quickly and were more than expected, so I ordered them back." Pausing so he could reply but getting none went on, "Lets just think of this as a warning to them now. We did quite a good deal of damaged, even knocked a tower over." This time waiting till he did reply which was an only a couple of seconds later but which felt like minutes.
"When did you find your voice again?" listening closely she could tell he was hesitant about what she told him, and the fact that she told him.
"I found it while in battle. I guess revenge appeals to me. I will speak to you more on it later if you would wish. But as of now I have a request."
Eyeing her oddly but all too pleased that she could now speak to him, and in such a higher-class manner which pleased him. He jested for her to take her throne that was to the right of his. "Now tell me child, what is it that you'd like?"
"I'd like the head of Malfoy on a platter. A wooden platter mind you." A smirk riding up on her face.
Surprise was evident in his eyes, if anyone dared to look. "I need to ask you why?"
"Because," Hermione said causally, "silver would be too good for him."
A chuckle emitted out of Voldemort's mouth, "Yes yes I'll see to it being wood, if you can tell me why it is his head you'd like."
All of the death eaters backed up to the walls scared of the pair in front of them. Everyone knew that Malfoy was Voldemort's right hand man and that in a year or two Draco was to join and be Voldemort's heir. Yet the Dark Lord was willingly talking about killing the elder Malfoy. All were wondering what would become of them if they got on Hermione's wrong side.
Hermione lifted her arm up, "Because," and waved it gesturing to the whole room, "do you see him here?" waiting for Voldemort to finish his search of the room, she continued, "I believe him to be a traitor."
"A traitor? Hmm. why would you think that?" He asked in a thoughtful manner, each time Hermione spoke, he began to like her more and more; seeing a good use of her was one reason to keep a filthy mudblood in the confines of his court, but now he saw an equal with in her. What terror they could rain together.
"I have no proof as of yet, but I do not like his lip." Putting a disgusted look on her face.
"His lip?"
"Yes, his lip! When I told the death eaters to leave, he did not just question me, he went right ahead and told them that I lie and to stay. He could have gotten all of them killed for what he did. All we needed was for Dumbledore to know that we are here, and to think if that was just a warning then what a real assault would be like." Looking over to read his face she saw that his lips seemed to be in a frown not mad just in a displeasing thoughtful way.
"He'll need to be punished."
"Already done." An evil glint in her eyes.
Voldemort turned his head sharply towards her, "How is that?"
"Oh don't worry, I did it. I just used Cruico on him and he behaved well after that."
"That's my girl, but he'll need more, but I do not think his death is needed as of yet."
Pouting like a little girl Hermione folded her arms and sighed, "Fine but next time I might accidentally have a slip of tongue. So if his head falls off after an encounter with me, you've been warned."
"By all means if he questions you again I encourage you to do so. Now also you said that today was just a warning? I did not know of that."
"Neither did I, but seeing as we don't give up in a middle of a full out battle it has become a warning."
"Then we can expect an even greater battle plan out of you soon?"
"But of course."
"Excellent." Turning to his death eaters, "You are lucky that I am in a pleasurable mood as I'll let you go home, but if any of you breath a word of this to Mr. Malfoy, then it will be your head that arrives to our queen on a plate. Now be rid of you!" Pops could be heard through out the room as they all left wanting to be as far from him as possible.
Turning to Hermione again, "Now would you like to join me in dinning on the finest food there is in the world?"
Faking a yawn she shook her head, "No I think I will take a bath and go to bed, so much excitement in one day tends to exhaust one."
"Then be on your way. Tomorrow after breakfast, we are going to go get you a present. Now be off with you."
"Thank you, my lord, I look forward to it." She turned to go until she felt a hand on her arm.
"Don't call me that, you are a queen here, and are not in need of addressing me so."
"Thank you, now I must insist that there is something sorter to call you, for Voldemort is awfully long to say, especially when I am so tired."
"Hmm. for now while we are alone you may call me Tom, but not a word of it to anyone."
"But I thought that you hated that common muggle name?"
"No I hated my surname, but Tom was not of any meaning to me."
"Thank you Tom, I will see you in the morning then. Goodnight."
"Goodnight my Queen."
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Hermione rushed back to her room, bursting into tears as soon as she was through the door. Slamming the door shut and racing to her bed where she through herself down on it staying that way for many hours. Finally once her tears had ceased she got up and went to the desk. Pulling out a piece of parchment and quill Hermione wrote a letter with them. Finishing the letter by signing her name she read back over it.
Dear Severus,
I do not know where to begin. But I must tell you. I am sorry for all that has happened. If I could turn back time I would, but right now I can't do anything. Please read the whole letter before you do anything else. I must tell you all that has happened...
..I had to leave you. After I made those plans that have killed so many, I can not bring myself to come back. But being here is horrible. I pretend to be evil. At first I was just set on revenge, but now I am making him believe that I am here to help him take over the world. I am so scared of what I have gotten myself into but I do not know of a way to leave with out the fear for my life. Also I have done some good for the light side while here. I have told Voldemort that I think Malfoy to be a traitor. When he asked me why I told him to look around, luckily for me I was right in the fact that he was not in the room. I told Voldemort that I wanted his head on a platter. But as of right now that is not to happen. Since I trust you with my life I will tell you, that the good thing of him not believing me is that now I can relay messages to you about what is happening here; you'll be free to tell Dumbledore with out suspicion being placed on me. It is getting late so I must end this, but Severus just so you know, I wasn't lying I love you.
Loving and Missing you Lots, Hermione Granger
Smiling at her work a thought jumped into her head. Picking up a quill she jotted down a quick P.S.
P.S. - Please only Owl me the day after I owl you, also do it after 1 in the morning, else It could be intercepted by others. I should always be in my rooms by then to get it.
Perfect. Hermione walked to the window and opened it wide, leaning far out it. Seeing an owl flying around in the trees, she whistled to it. The owl came zooming in and looked confused as to why he was brought there. "You must be a wild owl." The owl hooted in reply. "Rather smart owls aren't you? Would you like to be a mail owl for me?" The owl hooted happily again and stuck out his leg for her. Laughing a bit Hermione tied the letter on it with a ribbon. "Now you must listen closely to me. If you do a good job you will be rewarded with lots of mice." Seeing a hungry gleam in the owl's eyes she smiled and continued, "Now I need you to take this letter to Severus Snape of Hogwarts, he's the potion master there, and most likely in the dungeons. Please go straight there as fast as you can. Also wait for his reply and then hurry back for your mice. Thank you." She gave the white bird with a splash of black on its lower left side of his back, a quick peck on it's head, and walked over to the window. Letting go of him to deliver her letter, she closed the window and went back to her bed. Deciding to think of something of no real importance, she decided to think of a name for the owl that she now thought of as hers. Talking aloud to her self. "Let's see, I don't know anything of his personality except that he's really smart for an owl. And he had that odd mark on his. well either his lower back or his butt. Wonder what that spot is called on a bird." Rolling over to her back she let out a laugh. "Yes that'd be great I could see it now, I go and ask Voldemort if he knows what that part of a bird is called. That'd be funny. or maybe not. Now lets see what to call him." She pondered it for a little while till she got bored of it. 'Well' she thought, 'I might as well go take a bath. Yes a bath, a nice long hot bath. That is what I need right now. Pointless to sit around and wait for a reply, I'm not going to get one until tomorrow night anyway. Now onto a bath.' ~*~ ~*~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ********* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: I couldn't come up with a name for the owl right now, but frankly if I were here I'd try not to think at all! But I'm not. So do you think this was a good chapter? Any complaints? If so please tell them to me.nicely. I tend to lash out at ppl that give me criticism, so say that you like the story then give it cause then I'm like ok I need to work on that. Oh and if you like the story PLEASE tell me so. It makes me want to write more. If you can tell this is more than I usually write in a chapter. I think it's because I'm supposed to be cleaning my room. Also cause I had ideas that I didn't want to forget so I had to get to those parts to write them. I know that I seem to take a long time to write a chapter but well frankly (yet again) I like to get a good number of reviews and feedback on the last chapter before I put the next one up, but then I usually can't think of what to have happen in the chapter when I go to write it, then when I have an idea I don't have any time to write it! Then I write it out and find that it's only 400 words long and I refuse, from now on, to post anything less than 500 words. That had been my goal number most of the time but I think there is a chapter or two that doesn't quite make it. ANYWAYS I am going to try harder to get either more or longer chapters out more often. Oh and Please review. Thankz
Purple*Passion: Thankz so much. I really like that chapter too, but I still think my fave one is chapter two cause it was just so random, really long, and also I don't remember the details when I read it, so it holds a bit of surprise for me. Oh and FYI last chapter was a wow what's going on kind of chapter for me too. I didn't know that I was going to make her leave again! It just happened.
Whatever: Well Hermione is kind of evil, but I don't think I could make her be ALL evil...well maybe I could Bwahahaha. Also I didn't think about Draco. I put his name in this chapter, but I don't know if he'll hold more to the plot or not. I like Draco he's tight. Thankz soo much for the review.
Lollylips3: Thankz! I'm glad that you liked it. (I know that you reviewed for chapter 14 but I saw that you reviewed so I just put it in on this one.) I'm glad you think it's cool!
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Chapter 18
~*~ ~*~ "What happened?! Why are you all back?!?" The Dark Lord was pissed, and rather confused. He was waiting for Malfoy to come back and tell him it was his time to come and finish off Dumbledore and prove that he has no fears. But most of his army was back now all standing still and not even a whisper could be heard from them. Then a final pop could be heard when someone arrived a couple minutes later than the rest. The group of death eaters, still scared to death of their lord, especially when he is in such a foul mood, spilt down the center so Hermione, the last to return, could go forward.
"I am sorry Lord Voldemort, but the aurors got there too quickly and were more than expected, so I ordered them back." Pausing so he could reply but getting none went on, "Lets just think of this as a warning to them now. We did quite a good deal of damaged, even knocked a tower over." This time waiting till he did reply which was an only a couple of seconds later but which felt like minutes.
"When did you find your voice again?" listening closely she could tell he was hesitant about what she told him, and the fact that she told him.
"I found it while in battle. I guess revenge appeals to me. I will speak to you more on it later if you would wish. But as of now I have a request."
Eyeing her oddly but all too pleased that she could now speak to him, and in such a higher-class manner which pleased him. He jested for her to take her throne that was to the right of his. "Now tell me child, what is it that you'd like?"
"I'd like the head of Malfoy on a platter. A wooden platter mind you." A smirk riding up on her face.
Surprise was evident in his eyes, if anyone dared to look. "I need to ask you why?"
"Because," Hermione said causally, "silver would be too good for him."
A chuckle emitted out of Voldemort's mouth, "Yes yes I'll see to it being wood, if you can tell me why it is his head you'd like."
All of the death eaters backed up to the walls scared of the pair in front of them. Everyone knew that Malfoy was Voldemort's right hand man and that in a year or two Draco was to join and be Voldemort's heir. Yet the Dark Lord was willingly talking about killing the elder Malfoy. All were wondering what would become of them if they got on Hermione's wrong side.
Hermione lifted her arm up, "Because," and waved it gesturing to the whole room, "do you see him here?" waiting for Voldemort to finish his search of the room, she continued, "I believe him to be a traitor."
"A traitor? Hmm. why would you think that?" He asked in a thoughtful manner, each time Hermione spoke, he began to like her more and more; seeing a good use of her was one reason to keep a filthy mudblood in the confines of his court, but now he saw an equal with in her. What terror they could rain together.
"I have no proof as of yet, but I do not like his lip." Putting a disgusted look on her face.
"His lip?"
"Yes, his lip! When I told the death eaters to leave, he did not just question me, he went right ahead and told them that I lie and to stay. He could have gotten all of them killed for what he did. All we needed was for Dumbledore to know that we are here, and to think if that was just a warning then what a real assault would be like." Looking over to read his face she saw that his lips seemed to be in a frown not mad just in a displeasing thoughtful way.
"He'll need to be punished."
"Already done." An evil glint in her eyes.
Voldemort turned his head sharply towards her, "How is that?"
"Oh don't worry, I did it. I just used Cruico on him and he behaved well after that."
"That's my girl, but he'll need more, but I do not think his death is needed as of yet."
Pouting like a little girl Hermione folded her arms and sighed, "Fine but next time I might accidentally have a slip of tongue. So if his head falls off after an encounter with me, you've been warned."
"By all means if he questions you again I encourage you to do so. Now also you said that today was just a warning? I did not know of that."
"Neither did I, but seeing as we don't give up in a middle of a full out battle it has become a warning."
"Then we can expect an even greater battle plan out of you soon?"
"But of course."
"Excellent." Turning to his death eaters, "You are lucky that I am in a pleasurable mood as I'll let you go home, but if any of you breath a word of this to Mr. Malfoy, then it will be your head that arrives to our queen on a plate. Now be rid of you!" Pops could be heard through out the room as they all left wanting to be as far from him as possible.
Turning to Hermione again, "Now would you like to join me in dinning on the finest food there is in the world?"
Faking a yawn she shook her head, "No I think I will take a bath and go to bed, so much excitement in one day tends to exhaust one."
"Then be on your way. Tomorrow after breakfast, we are going to go get you a present. Now be off with you."
"Thank you, my lord, I look forward to it." She turned to go until she felt a hand on her arm.
"Don't call me that, you are a queen here, and are not in need of addressing me so."
"Thank you, now I must insist that there is something sorter to call you, for Voldemort is awfully long to say, especially when I am so tired."
"Hmm. for now while we are alone you may call me Tom, but not a word of it to anyone."
"But I thought that you hated that common muggle name?"
"No I hated my surname, but Tom was not of any meaning to me."
"Thank you Tom, I will see you in the morning then. Goodnight."
"Goodnight my Queen."
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Hermione rushed back to her room, bursting into tears as soon as she was through the door. Slamming the door shut and racing to her bed where she through herself down on it staying that way for many hours. Finally once her tears had ceased she got up and went to the desk. Pulling out a piece of parchment and quill Hermione wrote a letter with them. Finishing the letter by signing her name she read back over it.
Dear Severus,
I do not know where to begin. But I must tell you. I am sorry for all that has happened. If I could turn back time I would, but right now I can't do anything. Please read the whole letter before you do anything else. I must tell you all that has happened...
..I had to leave you. After I made those plans that have killed so many, I can not bring myself to come back. But being here is horrible. I pretend to be evil. At first I was just set on revenge, but now I am making him believe that I am here to help him take over the world. I am so scared of what I have gotten myself into but I do not know of a way to leave with out the fear for my life. Also I have done some good for the light side while here. I have told Voldemort that I think Malfoy to be a traitor. When he asked me why I told him to look around, luckily for me I was right in the fact that he was not in the room. I told Voldemort that I wanted his head on a platter. But as of right now that is not to happen. Since I trust you with my life I will tell you, that the good thing of him not believing me is that now I can relay messages to you about what is happening here; you'll be free to tell Dumbledore with out suspicion being placed on me. It is getting late so I must end this, but Severus just so you know, I wasn't lying I love you.
Loving and Missing you Lots, Hermione Granger
Smiling at her work a thought jumped into her head. Picking up a quill she jotted down a quick P.S.
P.S. - Please only Owl me the day after I owl you, also do it after 1 in the morning, else It could be intercepted by others. I should always be in my rooms by then to get it.
Perfect. Hermione walked to the window and opened it wide, leaning far out it. Seeing an owl flying around in the trees, she whistled to it. The owl came zooming in and looked confused as to why he was brought there. "You must be a wild owl." The owl hooted in reply. "Rather smart owls aren't you? Would you like to be a mail owl for me?" The owl hooted happily again and stuck out his leg for her. Laughing a bit Hermione tied the letter on it with a ribbon. "Now you must listen closely to me. If you do a good job you will be rewarded with lots of mice." Seeing a hungry gleam in the owl's eyes she smiled and continued, "Now I need you to take this letter to Severus Snape of Hogwarts, he's the potion master there, and most likely in the dungeons. Please go straight there as fast as you can. Also wait for his reply and then hurry back for your mice. Thank you." She gave the white bird with a splash of black on its lower left side of his back, a quick peck on it's head, and walked over to the window. Letting go of him to deliver her letter, she closed the window and went back to her bed. Deciding to think of something of no real importance, she decided to think of a name for the owl that she now thought of as hers. Talking aloud to her self. "Let's see, I don't know anything of his personality except that he's really smart for an owl. And he had that odd mark on his. well either his lower back or his butt. Wonder what that spot is called on a bird." Rolling over to her back she let out a laugh. "Yes that'd be great I could see it now, I go and ask Voldemort if he knows what that part of a bird is called. That'd be funny. or maybe not. Now lets see what to call him." She pondered it for a little while till she got bored of it. 'Well' she thought, 'I might as well go take a bath. Yes a bath, a nice long hot bath. That is what I need right now. Pointless to sit around and wait for a reply, I'm not going to get one until tomorrow night anyway. Now onto a bath.' ~*~ ~*~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ********* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: I couldn't come up with a name for the owl right now, but frankly if I were here I'd try not to think at all! But I'm not. So do you think this was a good chapter? Any complaints? If so please tell them to me.nicely. I tend to lash out at ppl that give me criticism, so say that you like the story then give it cause then I'm like ok I need to work on that. Oh and if you like the story PLEASE tell me so. It makes me want to write more. If you can tell this is more than I usually write in a chapter. I think it's because I'm supposed to be cleaning my room. Also cause I had ideas that I didn't want to forget so I had to get to those parts to write them. I know that I seem to take a long time to write a chapter but well frankly (yet again) I like to get a good number of reviews and feedback on the last chapter before I put the next one up, but then I usually can't think of what to have happen in the chapter when I go to write it, then when I have an idea I don't have any time to write it! Then I write it out and find that it's only 400 words long and I refuse, from now on, to post anything less than 500 words. That had been my goal number most of the time but I think there is a chapter or two that doesn't quite make it. ANYWAYS I am going to try harder to get either more or longer chapters out more often. Oh and Please review. Thankz