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Hermione sat in thought as the train made its way to Hogwarts. "Who was that man? Why was he in my dream? That dream..it meant something, but what?" Then it came to her. "No, that can't be. That's impossible." she said, shrugging it off. " I mean sure, she looks a lot like me, but if she was my mother, then Voldemort would be.. naw, it isn't possible."
"Is it?" called a faint voice in her mind. Hermione looked around, seeing no one, asked "Who said that?" "You know it to be true." the voice called out again like a whisper in the wind. "What's true?" Hermione said back, now clearly frightened. "Your dream, it was of your birth." the eerie voice replied. Hermione was overcome with a tidal wave of fear. "No, your wrong! I am Hermione Granger! My parents are.." The voice cut her off. "Hermione Lucia and Tom Riddle." "No, no, no! I can't be the child of that monster. I just can't." "You are, you are. Their blood runs through your veins. You know it to be true, and you can't escape your destiny." the voice said, mocking her. "No, no, no, NO!"
"Wake up Mione, wake up." Harry said as he shook his girlfriend awake. "No, no.. huh? Harry? Oh thank Merlin it was only a dream." All the commotion awoke Ron. "Did she that dream again?" he said, quite irritated that he was awoken from his dream about Lavender. "What was the dream about Hermione?" Harry asked sympathetically. "I don't want to talk about it." she replied, still scared out of her wits. " It wasn't that one dream again was it? If it was, it's straight to Dumbledore." Harry said, taking a serious tone. "No, it wasn't that one, it was far worse." she said, tears in her eyes. "Now Herm, you need to tell us. It.." That's all Harry got out before his scar began to burn horribly. "Oh no...Voldemort." "We need to get Dumbledore!" Ron said as he grabbed his friend. "No, we can tell him after the feast, no need to scare everyone." Harry said, getting back up. Both turned their gaze to Hermione. She was paralyzed with fear. "Hermione! Are you all right? Snap out of it." The sound of her name caused her to snap out of her trance. "I'm alright." Harry became very concerned. "Mione, when we go to see the headmaster, I want you to tell him about your dreams. I'm very worried." "Sure Harry."
When they arrived at Hogwarts Station, Hagrid walked up to them. "Harry, Hermione,Ron, how have ya been? Hermione! Ya look to have saw a ghost." Hermione smiled. " I'm fine Hagrid. I just had a rough day." Hagrid turned to Harry with a grin. "Haven't been too durmanding of er, have ya Harry?" he said with a wink. Harry turned cheery red. "No Hagrid, not at all." Hermione said taking Harry by the arm. "If anything, he hasn't been demanding enough." Now Harry was redder than a beet. " Hermione, stop it." He said as he helped her into the carriage. Once inside, she revealed her true colors. "You know Harry, we haven't snogged all day. We need to catch up on it." she whispered as she closed in for a kiss. " You know what, your right." Harry whispered back as he kissed her. Now it used to be that Hermione's favorite thing to do was study. She was content to sit in the library all day and read. But, recently, she found she liked snogging with Harry much more enjoyable. So there they sat, making out in the back of the carriage, not a care in the world. But events would soon tear them apart.
Later that evening, after the Sorting Hat had finished sorting the first years, Dumbledore stepped forward to make an announcement. "Once again, we are without a Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher, and once again we have a new professor. I would like to introduce Professor Tarin Lucia." The brown hair man stepped forward and bowed, casting a glance at Hermione. Hermione looked at the man in shock. "It's him." she stuttered. Harry turned to look at her. "Who, the new professor?" "Yes, I saw him in Diagon Alley and in my dream!" Harry's looked turned to one of seriousness. " I think I have a few questions for our new professor." Just as he was about to get up, he fell in pain from his scar. "Oh no."
At that moment ten men in black cloaks flew into the room. "Death Eaters!" someone screamed. Everybody scattered out of the room, but the men gave no chase. Harry knew who they were after. "Ron, take Hermione and get out of here. I will face Voldemort alone." "No Harry, we aren't leaving you. We'll stay and fight too." Ron argued. "Yes, Harry, let us help you." Hermione pleaded, holding on to his shoulder. "No! I don't know what I'd do if I lost you two, especially you Hermione. Voldemort wouldn't have to kill me if you died. I'd kill myself." Hermione looked at him with teared eyes. "And what do you think I'd do if you died? I'd die of heartbreak, that's what." Harry pulled her hand off him, and with a warrior's look on his face, told her to leave him. "Go!" Ron, realizing the futility of the situation, grabbed Hermione and dragged her out the door. "Ron, let go of me! I want to help Harry." "Listen, we'll watch from here. If it gets bad, we'll rush in and get him out, okay?" Hermione sighed in defeat. "Oh, alright."
Then the man everyone feared flew in. "Voldemort!" Harry yelled. "You coward. Afraid to fight me alone?" "Ah, Potter, we do have unfinished business. I assure you, I am all that is required to destroy you, my men are just, insurance." But then Voldemort heard a voice he had not heard in over 30 years. "Your fight is with me, Tom. The boy should be of no concern to you." Voldemort's eyes filled with rage as he turned to face his challenger. "You!" Tarin just smiled. "Yes, me. It seems we meet again. I still owe you for killing my sister!" he said, raising his wand. "And I you for stealing my child away from me! Where is my daughter, Tarin?" "I swore to my sister I would never let you touch her child."
Hermione watched from out of view. "Oh my God, it's true!" she said, not knowing she said it aloud. "What's true?" Ron asked, looking at her as if she were crazy. Then it hit him. "No way, you can't be." Hermione just stood in shock. "Your dream today, it told you he was your father, and that's why you were screaming "no". Oh my God, Hermione!" She remained in shock, gazing off into space.
Meanwhile, the confrontation between Voldemort and Tarin had heated up considerably.
"For the last time, Tarin. Where is my daughter?!" "I'll never tell you, you old fool." Voldemort was clearly furious. "If you won't tell me, I'll make you! Crucio!" But instead of the pain Harry expected to see the professor in, Tarin shouted "Extascio!" and the air filled with a loud crack which brought Hermione to her senses. "How did he block that?"
Voldemort looked not the least bit surprised, and even laughed. "So Hermione taught you a few of her tricks before she died. Impressive." " Yeah, and when I teach her daughter the same magics, she'll finish what her mother started 40 years ago!" Voldemort was raging with anger. "How dare you! First you hide my daughter from me, and then you threaten to turn her against me!" He then looked over at Harry. "Well, let's just see how well she trained you! Crucio!" But when the spell sent Harry to the ground, a white light appeared around him. Voldemort's arm burned with white fire. "Awwww! How could this be? I am immune to his mother's protection." Tarin smiled and laughed. "Perhaps to his mother's protection, but apparently other forces protect this boy as well." Meanwhile through his mind a different thought raced. "Amazing! Hermione already has involuntary control over her mother's magic!" Meanwhile, Ron looked over to Hermione to see her aglow with a white light. "Bloody! What are you doing Hermione?" Hermione looked at him confused. "I..I don't know." Voldemort also noticed the light coming from the doorway. "Could it be?" He gazed upon a girl who looked much like Hermione. "My..my daughter!" Tarin's look turn to one of fear. " Oh no! He found her!" He yelled to Harry. "Get Hermione out of here! Now!" Harry was in a state of shock. He had heard every word said. "No, Hermione, you can't be." But when he heard Tarin yell to him, he knew he had to keep Hermione out of Voldemort's hands at any cost. He ran to her and grabbed both her and Ron. " Let's get out of here!" But then Hermione heard a voice in her head: her father's. "My dear daughter, for 40 years I have searched for you. Tarin had carried you across time to hide you from me, but I have found you, and soon we will rule together as father and daughter." "No! I won't join you. You'll make me harm the one's I love." The voice became angry. "You will obey your father! You cannot run from me, my child. I will find you wherever you hide." She could hear laughter echo through the halls. "Find her and bring her back to me unharmed. Now go!" The Death Eaters took in search of the halls to find their master's daughter. Voldemort turn back to Tarin. "Hermione. So you named her after her mother. How touching. Now you will join your sister!" But Tarin was not there. "Tarin! Wherever you are, I will hunt you down and kill you. And my dear Hermione, we have much to catch up on."
The trio ran through the secret passage to Hogsmeade. Once there, they rested below the trapdoor. "Oh man, that was close." Ron said as he tried to catch his breath. Harry just gazed at Hermione, completely in shock. His one true love, the daughter of his worst enemy. But he snapped out of it when Hermione began to cry. "Hermione, I.." he said as he reached his hand out to her, but she jerked away. "I saw the look on your face!" she screamed in tears. "You think I'm a monster." Harry nearly died hearing those words. He grabbed ahold of her wrist. "No, Hermione. You are the most beautiful creature ever created. I was in shock on how a demon like him could have an angel like you. I love you more than life itself, and I don't care who your parents are." Hermione stopped crying. "You mean it?" "Yeah Hermione, you're our best friend." Ron said. "Well, my best friend. You're Harry's girlfriend." "Yeah, Mione. And nothing will destroy what you and I have." Hermione smiled and kissed him. "Thank you Harry. I love you." Harry kissed her back. "And I love you." Ron rolled his eyes. "Get a room you two." Hermione stopped kissing Harry long enough to mutter the silence spell. Ron found himself no longer able to make any noise. "That's better. Now where were we?"
When the couple finally stopped kissing, Hermione looked Harry in the eyes. "Harry, how can you still love me after learning that my father had killed your parents?" Harry kissed her softly, pulled back and told her: "Hermione, you are not like your father. Professor Tarin's hiding you prevented that. If you still insist you are like your parents, you must be like your mother, and she must have been a wonderful person." "Indeed she was. My sister and Hermione share many traits." They both turned to see Tarin. "First, I need to undo the silence spell over Ron. Noisa." Ron found himself able to make noise once again. "Now I think we have things to discuss, and I have something to show you, Hermione."
Next Chapter:The Crystal Pensive and Hermione's Departure.
Hermione sat in thought as the train made its way to Hogwarts. "Who was that man? Why was he in my dream? That dream..it meant something, but what?" Then it came to her. "No, that can't be. That's impossible." she said, shrugging it off. " I mean sure, she looks a lot like me, but if she was my mother, then Voldemort would be.. naw, it isn't possible."
"Is it?" called a faint voice in her mind. Hermione looked around, seeing no one, asked "Who said that?" "You know it to be true." the voice called out again like a whisper in the wind. "What's true?" Hermione said back, now clearly frightened. "Your dream, it was of your birth." the eerie voice replied. Hermione was overcome with a tidal wave of fear. "No, your wrong! I am Hermione Granger! My parents are.." The voice cut her off. "Hermione Lucia and Tom Riddle." "No, no, no! I can't be the child of that monster. I just can't." "You are, you are. Their blood runs through your veins. You know it to be true, and you can't escape your destiny." the voice said, mocking her. "No, no, no, NO!"
"Wake up Mione, wake up." Harry said as he shook his girlfriend awake. "No, no.. huh? Harry? Oh thank Merlin it was only a dream." All the commotion awoke Ron. "Did she that dream again?" he said, quite irritated that he was awoken from his dream about Lavender. "What was the dream about Hermione?" Harry asked sympathetically. "I don't want to talk about it." she replied, still scared out of her wits. " It wasn't that one dream again was it? If it was, it's straight to Dumbledore." Harry said, taking a serious tone. "No, it wasn't that one, it was far worse." she said, tears in her eyes. "Now Herm, you need to tell us. It.." That's all Harry got out before his scar began to burn horribly. "Oh no...Voldemort." "We need to get Dumbledore!" Ron said as he grabbed his friend. "No, we can tell him after the feast, no need to scare everyone." Harry said, getting back up. Both turned their gaze to Hermione. She was paralyzed with fear. "Hermione! Are you all right? Snap out of it." The sound of her name caused her to snap out of her trance. "I'm alright." Harry became very concerned. "Mione, when we go to see the headmaster, I want you to tell him about your dreams. I'm very worried." "Sure Harry."
When they arrived at Hogwarts Station, Hagrid walked up to them. "Harry, Hermione,Ron, how have ya been? Hermione! Ya look to have saw a ghost." Hermione smiled. " I'm fine Hagrid. I just had a rough day." Hagrid turned to Harry with a grin. "Haven't been too durmanding of er, have ya Harry?" he said with a wink. Harry turned cheery red. "No Hagrid, not at all." Hermione said taking Harry by the arm. "If anything, he hasn't been demanding enough." Now Harry was redder than a beet. " Hermione, stop it." He said as he helped her into the carriage. Once inside, she revealed her true colors. "You know Harry, we haven't snogged all day. We need to catch up on it." she whispered as she closed in for a kiss. " You know what, your right." Harry whispered back as he kissed her. Now it used to be that Hermione's favorite thing to do was study. She was content to sit in the library all day and read. But, recently, she found she liked snogging with Harry much more enjoyable. So there they sat, making out in the back of the carriage, not a care in the world. But events would soon tear them apart.
Later that evening, after the Sorting Hat had finished sorting the first years, Dumbledore stepped forward to make an announcement. "Once again, we are without a Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher, and once again we have a new professor. I would like to introduce Professor Tarin Lucia." The brown hair man stepped forward and bowed, casting a glance at Hermione. Hermione looked at the man in shock. "It's him." she stuttered. Harry turned to look at her. "Who, the new professor?" "Yes, I saw him in Diagon Alley and in my dream!" Harry's looked turned to one of seriousness. " I think I have a few questions for our new professor." Just as he was about to get up, he fell in pain from his scar. "Oh no."
At that moment ten men in black cloaks flew into the room. "Death Eaters!" someone screamed. Everybody scattered out of the room, but the men gave no chase. Harry knew who they were after. "Ron, take Hermione and get out of here. I will face Voldemort alone." "No Harry, we aren't leaving you. We'll stay and fight too." Ron argued. "Yes, Harry, let us help you." Hermione pleaded, holding on to his shoulder. "No! I don't know what I'd do if I lost you two, especially you Hermione. Voldemort wouldn't have to kill me if you died. I'd kill myself." Hermione looked at him with teared eyes. "And what do you think I'd do if you died? I'd die of heartbreak, that's what." Harry pulled her hand off him, and with a warrior's look on his face, told her to leave him. "Go!" Ron, realizing the futility of the situation, grabbed Hermione and dragged her out the door. "Ron, let go of me! I want to help Harry." "Listen, we'll watch from here. If it gets bad, we'll rush in and get him out, okay?" Hermione sighed in defeat. "Oh, alright."
Then the man everyone feared flew in. "Voldemort!" Harry yelled. "You coward. Afraid to fight me alone?" "Ah, Potter, we do have unfinished business. I assure you, I am all that is required to destroy you, my men are just, insurance." But then Voldemort heard a voice he had not heard in over 30 years. "Your fight is with me, Tom. The boy should be of no concern to you." Voldemort's eyes filled with rage as he turned to face his challenger. "You!" Tarin just smiled. "Yes, me. It seems we meet again. I still owe you for killing my sister!" he said, raising his wand. "And I you for stealing my child away from me! Where is my daughter, Tarin?" "I swore to my sister I would never let you touch her child."
Hermione watched from out of view. "Oh my God, it's true!" she said, not knowing she said it aloud. "What's true?" Ron asked, looking at her as if she were crazy. Then it hit him. "No way, you can't be." Hermione just stood in shock. "Your dream today, it told you he was your father, and that's why you were screaming "no". Oh my God, Hermione!" She remained in shock, gazing off into space.
Meanwhile, the confrontation between Voldemort and Tarin had heated up considerably.
"For the last time, Tarin. Where is my daughter?!" "I'll never tell you, you old fool." Voldemort was clearly furious. "If you won't tell me, I'll make you! Crucio!" But instead of the pain Harry expected to see the professor in, Tarin shouted "Extascio!" and the air filled with a loud crack which brought Hermione to her senses. "How did he block that?"
Voldemort looked not the least bit surprised, and even laughed. "So Hermione taught you a few of her tricks before she died. Impressive." " Yeah, and when I teach her daughter the same magics, she'll finish what her mother started 40 years ago!" Voldemort was raging with anger. "How dare you! First you hide my daughter from me, and then you threaten to turn her against me!" He then looked over at Harry. "Well, let's just see how well she trained you! Crucio!" But when the spell sent Harry to the ground, a white light appeared around him. Voldemort's arm burned with white fire. "Awwww! How could this be? I am immune to his mother's protection." Tarin smiled and laughed. "Perhaps to his mother's protection, but apparently other forces protect this boy as well." Meanwhile through his mind a different thought raced. "Amazing! Hermione already has involuntary control over her mother's magic!" Meanwhile, Ron looked over to Hermione to see her aglow with a white light. "Bloody! What are you doing Hermione?" Hermione looked at him confused. "I..I don't know." Voldemort also noticed the light coming from the doorway. "Could it be?" He gazed upon a girl who looked much like Hermione. "My..my daughter!" Tarin's look turn to one of fear. " Oh no! He found her!" He yelled to Harry. "Get Hermione out of here! Now!" Harry was in a state of shock. He had heard every word said. "No, Hermione, you can't be." But when he heard Tarin yell to him, he knew he had to keep Hermione out of Voldemort's hands at any cost. He ran to her and grabbed both her and Ron. " Let's get out of here!" But then Hermione heard a voice in her head: her father's. "My dear daughter, for 40 years I have searched for you. Tarin had carried you across time to hide you from me, but I have found you, and soon we will rule together as father and daughter." "No! I won't join you. You'll make me harm the one's I love." The voice became angry. "You will obey your father! You cannot run from me, my child. I will find you wherever you hide." She could hear laughter echo through the halls. "Find her and bring her back to me unharmed. Now go!" The Death Eaters took in search of the halls to find their master's daughter. Voldemort turn back to Tarin. "Hermione. So you named her after her mother. How touching. Now you will join your sister!" But Tarin was not there. "Tarin! Wherever you are, I will hunt you down and kill you. And my dear Hermione, we have much to catch up on."
The trio ran through the secret passage to Hogsmeade. Once there, they rested below the trapdoor. "Oh man, that was close." Ron said as he tried to catch his breath. Harry just gazed at Hermione, completely in shock. His one true love, the daughter of his worst enemy. But he snapped out of it when Hermione began to cry. "Hermione, I.." he said as he reached his hand out to her, but she jerked away. "I saw the look on your face!" she screamed in tears. "You think I'm a monster." Harry nearly died hearing those words. He grabbed ahold of her wrist. "No, Hermione. You are the most beautiful creature ever created. I was in shock on how a demon like him could have an angel like you. I love you more than life itself, and I don't care who your parents are." Hermione stopped crying. "You mean it?" "Yeah Hermione, you're our best friend." Ron said. "Well, my best friend. You're Harry's girlfriend." "Yeah, Mione. And nothing will destroy what you and I have." Hermione smiled and kissed him. "Thank you Harry. I love you." Harry kissed her back. "And I love you." Ron rolled his eyes. "Get a room you two." Hermione stopped kissing Harry long enough to mutter the silence spell. Ron found himself no longer able to make any noise. "That's better. Now where were we?"
When the couple finally stopped kissing, Hermione looked Harry in the eyes. "Harry, how can you still love me after learning that my father had killed your parents?" Harry kissed her softly, pulled back and told her: "Hermione, you are not like your father. Professor Tarin's hiding you prevented that. If you still insist you are like your parents, you must be like your mother, and she must have been a wonderful person." "Indeed she was. My sister and Hermione share many traits." They both turned to see Tarin. "First, I need to undo the silence spell over Ron. Noisa." Ron found himself able to make noise once again. "Now I think we have things to discuss, and I have something to show you, Hermione."
Next Chapter:The Crystal Pensive and Hermione's Departure.