A/N: Well I felt bad for leaving this story off for so long so here is my
'I'm sorry' chapter. There are 2042 words in this chapter. My normal
chapter has around 500 words in it, so I guess this one is kind of long. I
really hope you enjoy it. I kind of wrote it at two very different times
and so at one point may seem to change in writing style a bit.
Chapter 24: ~~~~~~~~~~ ICE SKATING
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Waking up to loud banging on the door, Hermione slowly got up. Putting on her dressing gown while yelling that she is awake to the persistent knocker she speedily walked to the door. Throwing it open she saw a man she did not know dressed in all black robes with a hard look on his face.
"What do you want?!" Hermione all but yelled
"You are to be in the dinning hall in ten minuets else there will be hell to pay." He replied calmly with a gallant smirk on his face.
Not to be belittled Hermione dismissed him, "That will be all my good man, now scurry along before your found standing around." With that she slammed her door on his face and began to get ready for the day.
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Breakfast was a quiet affair with no one talking. Many were there but all remained silent. Hermione did not eat much of the lavish spread in front of her. When she was finished she got up and left the table.
"And where might you think you are going?" Voldemort hissed at her.
"I was going to go to my rooms. I thought I might first find a book then settle in there for the day." She replied quietly minding herself to not lose her temper at such simple questions.
"I think not."
"Why might that be?" Getting a little bit mad, it was not like he knew what she did yesterday so why was he so over reacting.
"Today we shall make our next plan to take Hogwarts. You did say that our last little battle was just a warning. Now I am interested in what more is to come."
Thinking fast, "And what would that accomplish?"
"Why taking Hogwarts of course." talking slow to make sure she did not miss it.
"It's too early to take a second assault to them. What would that look like, we hit people when they are down? No we must wait a little longer."
"How long will that be? I grow impatient for the day to come."
"Long enough for them to get themselves sorted out, and the moment that that happens, then we will have them." Hermione said while taking a step towards him.
"Yes yes I do find that to be.un-resistible." His eyes flashing bright red while he thought about it. "That is perfect. In 5 days we will begin making our plans." A cruel cold smile playing on his lips he turned around and began to walk to his throne; stopping just short of it he whirled around. "How do you plan to know when our next attack should take place?"
"There are many different ways, how about I leave that end up to you."
"I was hoping you would say that. I think that we should have Draco Malfoy over more often. He could tell us how things are at Hogwarts."
"Erm yes sir." 'OH CRAP! I do NOT want to see him! Even more so when I know that ol' Voldey is trying to set us up! HOW GROSS! I will not go along with that.' "But I must remind you that the more often that Mal..Draco goes missing or is requested to spend time with his father the more people will begin to suspect him, even though he is already withheld as a future Death Eater." Taking a breath and looking into his eyes she continues on, "No offense to all of your faithful minions but those among or soon to be among your ranks are not seen as the same we see them as. So I ask you a question right now, what would you rather have.a building, or a person?" Hermione mentally cringed waiting to hear his answer.
"And by all of this what do you mean?" Voldemort asked unknowingly playing right into Hermione's developing plan.
"Well would you rather have Hogwarts," she said with a wave of her hand, "Or would you rather have Harry Potter?" slowly a smirk came upon her face.
"Hogwarts would be a nice palace but yet I would like the Poor Pathetic Potter boy as you know, he has been a torn in my side for too long."
"Then Draco will not do."
Hearing a mumbling from the table of other Death Eaters a few loyal to the Malfoys and the rest scared of them did not like what they heard.
"May we take this conversation to a less public place my lord?" Making sure to look down slightly to show her humbling behavior.
"Of course you have yet again inticed me." With that Lord Voldemort walked out of the room and down the cold hallway to a well-lit sitting room. There were overstuffed chairs which were around a fire which was strongly burning in the fireplace. The room was decorated in simple purplish gray color and some dull blues. The whole room was centered around the fireplace.
Lord Voldemort took a seat and then motioned the one next to him to Hermione. Taking a seat and then getting conformable all the while trying to think of a plan and then how to convince him of the urgency of her plan. When she could stall no longer she looked up at him. He was siting very still watching her.
"Now tell me why would young Draco be of no use to me? He is faithful to only me correct, or have you heard otherwise?"
Hearing the skepticism in his voice she carefully picked her words, "My Lord since you want to act quicker and are bored of waiting then why do we not go after Harr.I mean Potter first. Take out him and then the wizarding world will be in an up roar more so than from our last attack. Think first we attack so they start to get defenses in to prevent another full out attack but that's not what we are going to go for, instead we stealthily take out their beacon of hope."
"Hmm.Amusing, very amusing. I am liking this but you still have not answered me how Draco is of no use." He folded his hands and had a little 'smile' on his nonexistence lips.
"Well if you know anything about Hogwarts society then you would know that Draco and Potter do NOT get along at all. If Potter even hears of Draco saying his name he'd start to worry about what he was planing and knowing Potter, he would run straight to the Headmaster. So although Draco is one of your most devoted followers from what I can tell, he still is not the person that is needed for this job."
Voldemort took a second before responding, "What would this job entail?"
'YES! I've got him hooked!' Smiling she went on, "Well Sir it would mean being able to get close to Potter. Close enough that if there are any extra precautions or rules set up for him they would know. Now Potter is not one to share his problems with many so this will be a hard task to do. Even harder to do will be to sending us the information that they gathered with out being caught."
"And who do you have in mind?"
"Well I do not know who. I do not know many things about those who are loyal to you. They would need to be anything BUT a Slytherin. They have their own ways that are easy to tell that they are from that house and according to Potter Slytherins are NOT to be trusted."
"Well then being such an expert on our dear Potter you shall be reinstated at Hogwarts for the time being."
'Don't show how happy you are, don't show how happy you are, don't.' "I would be honored to do this for you. Are you sure that I am a wise choice?"
Voldemort paused again and gave her a long look, 'Oh crap why'd I ask that I went to far.' "Yes I think you will do great. And by Christmas Holidays I will expect you to come back and have the plans already. That will give you enough time will it not?"
"Yes sir it will."
"Well then we will need to get you back to school and of course you will have to act as though you hardly got away with out a fight. Don't worry about that but do go get changed into an outfit which you do not care if it gets torn up, then return to me here."
"Yes sir." Hermione gracefully got out of her chair and walked to the door. As soon as she was out of earshot of anyone she gave a big whoop! And ran to her rooms. Changing into her little tiny black shorts that just covered her butt and her extremely tight pink tank top, which she had worn the night she ran away from Hogwarts she quickly packed her belongings into her little bag that she had also left with. Then went to the room which the man formally known as Tom Riddle resided.
"My Lord I am ready."
"Good Good come here now and sit before me." He gestured to the floor before him. As she came and kneeled at his feet, Voldemort stood up and circled around Hermione. He stopped behind her and ripped the back of her shirt a ways downwards. "This might sting a bit.." As soon as he said bit he touched his wand to her left shoulder blade and mumbled words. He chanted on and on all the while Hermione's hands grasped the rug she sat on and bit her lip in hopes of not screaming out in pain. Tasting a metallic taste in her mouth she realized that she had bitten through her bottom lip. Her flesh that was under his wand point felt as if it was being melted down and reformed to create a new type of skin altogether. Every fiber in that spot was screaming out and it felt as if someone was trying to push an elephant into her by a tiny opening on her back. Finally after what felt like forever just as all pain does, it stopped. Sadly enough not all of the pain was gone instead a deep throbbing occurred. "Now you have your own mark. Make sure not show it to anyone. If someone does see it claim it to be a tattoo."
"W..wh..what is it?" she asked trying not to convey the pain she still felt.
"It is the same as the Dark Mark but in a different spot and a new design. One that is quite ironic I must say."
"What is it of?"
"An Angel. For Dumbledore's little Angel." He threw back his head and
laughed and laughed until he scared Hermione. When he stopped he continued on as if nothing had happened, "Now just to make sure you are behaving I will have Draco check on you. Once a week you are to meet Draco at night to discuss anything you find out or need to tell me. Draco will send me an owl once a week and I him. You are not to send me any owls unless you think you are about to be discovered in which case you should send it then go to the forest where we will find you at. Now I ask you to forgive me for this." He helped her up and turned her around to face him. Voldemort lifted his hand up and back handed her with so much force that she fell back to the ground. "I can't have them thinking that you enjoyed your time here now can I?" With one look into her eyes he could feel himself breaking. "Come with me." They walked back to where they had breakfast and a few Death Eaters still lurked. "McHiggin Go and get me some potions which will make our little queen to look like she spent her time here in the dungeons."
"Yes sir." And he took off running. When he returned he had his arms full of potions in various colored bottled. "Here you go sir."
"Drink up My Queen you have the performance of your life ahead of you tonight."
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END OF CHAPTER ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Please Review. If no one likes this story then I'm not going to keep beating myself up over not ever updating it when I have time. Well and I also really hope someone likes it..somewhere. Well I can always dream. Happy Holidays.
Chapter 24: ~~~~~~~~~~ ICE SKATING
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Waking up to loud banging on the door, Hermione slowly got up. Putting on her dressing gown while yelling that she is awake to the persistent knocker she speedily walked to the door. Throwing it open she saw a man she did not know dressed in all black robes with a hard look on his face.
"What do you want?!" Hermione all but yelled
"You are to be in the dinning hall in ten minuets else there will be hell to pay." He replied calmly with a gallant smirk on his face.
Not to be belittled Hermione dismissed him, "That will be all my good man, now scurry along before your found standing around." With that she slammed her door on his face and began to get ready for the day.
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Breakfast was a quiet affair with no one talking. Many were there but all remained silent. Hermione did not eat much of the lavish spread in front of her. When she was finished she got up and left the table.
"And where might you think you are going?" Voldemort hissed at her.
"I was going to go to my rooms. I thought I might first find a book then settle in there for the day." She replied quietly minding herself to not lose her temper at such simple questions.
"I think not."
"Why might that be?" Getting a little bit mad, it was not like he knew what she did yesterday so why was he so over reacting.
"Today we shall make our next plan to take Hogwarts. You did say that our last little battle was just a warning. Now I am interested in what more is to come."
Thinking fast, "And what would that accomplish?"
"Why taking Hogwarts of course." talking slow to make sure she did not miss it.
"It's too early to take a second assault to them. What would that look like, we hit people when they are down? No we must wait a little longer."
"How long will that be? I grow impatient for the day to come."
"Long enough for them to get themselves sorted out, and the moment that that happens, then we will have them." Hermione said while taking a step towards him.
"Yes yes I do find that to be.un-resistible." His eyes flashing bright red while he thought about it. "That is perfect. In 5 days we will begin making our plans." A cruel cold smile playing on his lips he turned around and began to walk to his throne; stopping just short of it he whirled around. "How do you plan to know when our next attack should take place?"
"There are many different ways, how about I leave that end up to you."
"I was hoping you would say that. I think that we should have Draco Malfoy over more often. He could tell us how things are at Hogwarts."
"Erm yes sir." 'OH CRAP! I do NOT want to see him! Even more so when I know that ol' Voldey is trying to set us up! HOW GROSS! I will not go along with that.' "But I must remind you that the more often that Mal..Draco goes missing or is requested to spend time with his father the more people will begin to suspect him, even though he is already withheld as a future Death Eater." Taking a breath and looking into his eyes she continues on, "No offense to all of your faithful minions but those among or soon to be among your ranks are not seen as the same we see them as. So I ask you a question right now, what would you rather have.a building, or a person?" Hermione mentally cringed waiting to hear his answer.
"And by all of this what do you mean?" Voldemort asked unknowingly playing right into Hermione's developing plan.
"Well would you rather have Hogwarts," she said with a wave of her hand, "Or would you rather have Harry Potter?" slowly a smirk came upon her face.
"Hogwarts would be a nice palace but yet I would like the Poor Pathetic Potter boy as you know, he has been a torn in my side for too long."
"Then Draco will not do."
Hearing a mumbling from the table of other Death Eaters a few loyal to the Malfoys and the rest scared of them did not like what they heard.
"May we take this conversation to a less public place my lord?" Making sure to look down slightly to show her humbling behavior.
"Of course you have yet again inticed me." With that Lord Voldemort walked out of the room and down the cold hallway to a well-lit sitting room. There were overstuffed chairs which were around a fire which was strongly burning in the fireplace. The room was decorated in simple purplish gray color and some dull blues. The whole room was centered around the fireplace.
Lord Voldemort took a seat and then motioned the one next to him to Hermione. Taking a seat and then getting conformable all the while trying to think of a plan and then how to convince him of the urgency of her plan. When she could stall no longer she looked up at him. He was siting very still watching her.
"Now tell me why would young Draco be of no use to me? He is faithful to only me correct, or have you heard otherwise?"
Hearing the skepticism in his voice she carefully picked her words, "My Lord since you want to act quicker and are bored of waiting then why do we not go after Harr.I mean Potter first. Take out him and then the wizarding world will be in an up roar more so than from our last attack. Think first we attack so they start to get defenses in to prevent another full out attack but that's not what we are going to go for, instead we stealthily take out their beacon of hope."
"Hmm.Amusing, very amusing. I am liking this but you still have not answered me how Draco is of no use." He folded his hands and had a little 'smile' on his nonexistence lips.
"Well if you know anything about Hogwarts society then you would know that Draco and Potter do NOT get along at all. If Potter even hears of Draco saying his name he'd start to worry about what he was planing and knowing Potter, he would run straight to the Headmaster. So although Draco is one of your most devoted followers from what I can tell, he still is not the person that is needed for this job."
Voldemort took a second before responding, "What would this job entail?"
'YES! I've got him hooked!' Smiling she went on, "Well Sir it would mean being able to get close to Potter. Close enough that if there are any extra precautions or rules set up for him they would know. Now Potter is not one to share his problems with many so this will be a hard task to do. Even harder to do will be to sending us the information that they gathered with out being caught."
"And who do you have in mind?"
"Well I do not know who. I do not know many things about those who are loyal to you. They would need to be anything BUT a Slytherin. They have their own ways that are easy to tell that they are from that house and according to Potter Slytherins are NOT to be trusted."
"Well then being such an expert on our dear Potter you shall be reinstated at Hogwarts for the time being."
'Don't show how happy you are, don't show how happy you are, don't.' "I would be honored to do this for you. Are you sure that I am a wise choice?"
Voldemort paused again and gave her a long look, 'Oh crap why'd I ask that I went to far.' "Yes I think you will do great. And by Christmas Holidays I will expect you to come back and have the plans already. That will give you enough time will it not?"
"Yes sir it will."
"Well then we will need to get you back to school and of course you will have to act as though you hardly got away with out a fight. Don't worry about that but do go get changed into an outfit which you do not care if it gets torn up, then return to me here."
"Yes sir." Hermione gracefully got out of her chair and walked to the door. As soon as she was out of earshot of anyone she gave a big whoop! And ran to her rooms. Changing into her little tiny black shorts that just covered her butt and her extremely tight pink tank top, which she had worn the night she ran away from Hogwarts she quickly packed her belongings into her little bag that she had also left with. Then went to the room which the man formally known as Tom Riddle resided.
"My Lord I am ready."
"Good Good come here now and sit before me." He gestured to the floor before him. As she came and kneeled at his feet, Voldemort stood up and circled around Hermione. He stopped behind her and ripped the back of her shirt a ways downwards. "This might sting a bit.." As soon as he said bit he touched his wand to her left shoulder blade and mumbled words. He chanted on and on all the while Hermione's hands grasped the rug she sat on and bit her lip in hopes of not screaming out in pain. Tasting a metallic taste in her mouth she realized that she had bitten through her bottom lip. Her flesh that was under his wand point felt as if it was being melted down and reformed to create a new type of skin altogether. Every fiber in that spot was screaming out and it felt as if someone was trying to push an elephant into her by a tiny opening on her back. Finally after what felt like forever just as all pain does, it stopped. Sadly enough not all of the pain was gone instead a deep throbbing occurred. "Now you have your own mark. Make sure not show it to anyone. If someone does see it claim it to be a tattoo."
"W..wh..what is it?" she asked trying not to convey the pain she still felt.
"It is the same as the Dark Mark but in a different spot and a new design. One that is quite ironic I must say."
"What is it of?"
"An Angel. For Dumbledore's little Angel." He threw back his head and
laughed and laughed until he scared Hermione. When he stopped he continued on as if nothing had happened, "Now just to make sure you are behaving I will have Draco check on you. Once a week you are to meet Draco at night to discuss anything you find out or need to tell me. Draco will send me an owl once a week and I him. You are not to send me any owls unless you think you are about to be discovered in which case you should send it then go to the forest where we will find you at. Now I ask you to forgive me for this." He helped her up and turned her around to face him. Voldemort lifted his hand up and back handed her with so much force that she fell back to the ground. "I can't have them thinking that you enjoyed your time here now can I?" With one look into her eyes he could feel himself breaking. "Come with me." They walked back to where they had breakfast and a few Death Eaters still lurked. "McHiggin Go and get me some potions which will make our little queen to look like she spent her time here in the dungeons."
"Yes sir." And he took off running. When he returned he had his arms full of potions in various colored bottled. "Here you go sir."
"Drink up My Queen you have the performance of your life ahead of you tonight."
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END OF CHAPTER ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Please Review. If no one likes this story then I'm not going to keep beating myself up over not ever updating it when I have time. Well and I also really hope someone likes it..somewhere. Well I can always dream. Happy Holidays.