Chapter 12. Unwise decisions.
Lya addressed her brother, the great Lord Voldemort.
"I bring you a little present, brother, the last of Salviean, and by her death, we will be once again the only heir of Slytherin left!"
The dark lord turned his serpentlike eyes on her and ............
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......and hissed something which no one heard. For Lya had put Hermione under the cruciatus. It was blinding mind-numbing pain. It felt like Hermione was in a pool of magma, white hot searing pain. It felt as if thousand knives were slashing at her at the same time. Hermione didn't know how long she could stand this. She screamed. All she wanted was to die right there.
Then, the unthinkable happened.
"Stop." Commanded the Dark Lord.
Lya stared at her brother in surprise as she stopped torturing Hermione with the cruciatus curse. Hermione's eyes watered up and she was having a hard time breathing. Did Voldemort want to perform the unforgivables on her himself?
"What is the meaning of this?" Voldemort hissed to Lya.
"We can't risk having another heir to Slytherin around. Besides, she knows who I am. And....."
"And? And what?" Voldemort's eyes gleamed red and he sounded a.....bit angered if such thing was possible.
"And what, Lyvanne? You decide you should just kill her without consulting me just because she KNEW your identity? Because of her bloodline? Is that it?"
"I wasn't killing her.....And what's wrong with that? You kill mudbloods 'cause of their dirty bloodline."
The Dark Lord raised his wand at Lya.
"Crucio!"
Hermione watched as Lya fell to the ground and writhed in pain. If she heard correctly, there might be a chance for her to get out of this alive....Her thoughts were broken as Voldemort spoke again.
"That is an entirely different matter. And you were going to kill her were you not? Answer me!"
"Yes. Yes, I was going to kill her."
"Stand up. It is your fault that you were clumsy enough that Miss Salviean here revealed her identity. And as for the blood....I thought you were clever, dear sister, to know that while you are half muggle, as I, she is a pureblood and one of the oldest families ever."
Lya mumbled something lowly.
"She can't be the heiress of Slytherin!"
"Pray tell, sister(Voldemort spat out that word as if it was poison in his mouth), why she can't be? After all, her blood is purer than yours."
"I'm the only heir! I shall remain that way!"
"Have anyone told you that you're a bitch? Avada Kedvra!"
There was a flash of green light and the unmistakable thud of Lya's body falling to the ground. Hermione put a hand to a mouth, horrified. She never expected this. Voldemort, kill his own sister? The Dark Lord motioned Lya's cold body to be taken away and two death eaters stepped forward did just that.
That was the last time Hermione ever saw that pale skinned silver haired girl who's laughter filled the Hogwart's hallways like music. Never had she a friend, a girl friend quite like her. She was smart and pretty and popular and loved. Hermione envied her. And never had she wished Lya dead even though she knew Lya was the Slytherin's heiress and sister to the Dark Lord. Another victim. Well.....sorta...
A pale hand came into view. She followed her eyes up the hand which led to an arm and.......Hermione let a out little gasp. It was Voldemort. VOLDEMORT OFFERING TO HELP HER UP!!!!!!!!
'I must be hallucinating.' She thought to herself. That was the only way to explain it.
"My hand doesn't bite, Miss Salviean."
Hermione, afraid and hopefull that she could get out alive, reluctantly took his hand and with she was pulled quickly to feet. Her knees were weak as water but she remained standing and managed to look at the Dark Lord straight in the eyes.
While all this happened the Death Eaters remained silent not wanting to anger their Lord.
Finally, Hermione managed enough courage to speak.
"Aren't you going to kill me?"
He laughed coldly. The kind of laugh that sends chills up one's spine. Hermione shivered and felt the goosebumps.
"Dear Miss Salviean, why exactly would I do that for?"
"Well.............. If I'm alive, then you won't be the ONLY heir to Slytherin..."
"And that's so important? Tell me, Miss Salviean, do you want to die?"
"Maybe..... I'd rather die than join your side."
"MY side?" He laughed again. "MY side? There is no your side and my side. It's about power. Those with power and those without."
"So......you won't kill me?"
"No. Not this time. Probably never. After all, you are able to do something that I cannot."
"I do?"
"Yes, you are the only one....to carry the blood of Slytherin through generations."
Hermione was speechless.
"I shall let you go back to Hogwarts. I have heard about how smart you are."
"And?"
"I hope when the time comes, you will be wise enough to choose the right side as you might say."
"And whose side will that be?"
"You decide."
The events after were a bit of a blur to Hermione. Lucius Malfoy apparated with her to Hogmeads, after removing his mask of course, and she alone walked in the great hall. It was crowded and noisy as it was dinner time but all was silenced as Hermione Granger stumbled through the door. She took one look at the Hall before blacking out.
This was gonna be the last chapter but I decided to cut this chapter in half. So the next chapter will be the last chapter....minus the Epilogue.
Lame huh? I don't particulary like the way this chapter turned out...I was actually gonna take Harry for the ride and kill him...still...I hope at least the readers enjoy this chapter...
Ookay! Next chapter, Lots of slapping and yelling ensues between Draco and Hermione. Now...to my reviewers!!!!
Thanks to the one who didn't sign his/her name : I know...at least this chapter isn't a cliffhanger...^^;;; or is it? Thanks!
Glory : Thanks for reviewing!!! I just made Harry stay in the castle cuz I wanted too! ^^ Cliffhanger queen, huh? I dunno if that's a complement or not. Either way thanks!!!
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Lya addressed her brother, the great Lord Voldemort.
"I bring you a little present, brother, the last of Salviean, and by her death, we will be once again the only heir of Slytherin left!"
The dark lord turned his serpentlike eyes on her and ............
**************************************************************************** ***********************
......and hissed something which no one heard. For Lya had put Hermione under the cruciatus. It was blinding mind-numbing pain. It felt like Hermione was in a pool of magma, white hot searing pain. It felt as if thousand knives were slashing at her at the same time. Hermione didn't know how long she could stand this. She screamed. All she wanted was to die right there.
Then, the unthinkable happened.
"Stop." Commanded the Dark Lord.
Lya stared at her brother in surprise as she stopped torturing Hermione with the cruciatus curse. Hermione's eyes watered up and she was having a hard time breathing. Did Voldemort want to perform the unforgivables on her himself?
"What is the meaning of this?" Voldemort hissed to Lya.
"We can't risk having another heir to Slytherin around. Besides, she knows who I am. And....."
"And? And what?" Voldemort's eyes gleamed red and he sounded a.....bit angered if such thing was possible.
"And what, Lyvanne? You decide you should just kill her without consulting me just because she KNEW your identity? Because of her bloodline? Is that it?"
"I wasn't killing her.....And what's wrong with that? You kill mudbloods 'cause of their dirty bloodline."
The Dark Lord raised his wand at Lya.
"Crucio!"
Hermione watched as Lya fell to the ground and writhed in pain. If she heard correctly, there might be a chance for her to get out of this alive....Her thoughts were broken as Voldemort spoke again.
"That is an entirely different matter. And you were going to kill her were you not? Answer me!"
"Yes. Yes, I was going to kill her."
"Stand up. It is your fault that you were clumsy enough that Miss Salviean here revealed her identity. And as for the blood....I thought you were clever, dear sister, to know that while you are half muggle, as I, she is a pureblood and one of the oldest families ever."
Lya mumbled something lowly.
"She can't be the heiress of Slytherin!"
"Pray tell, sister(Voldemort spat out that word as if it was poison in his mouth), why she can't be? After all, her blood is purer than yours."
"I'm the only heir! I shall remain that way!"
"Have anyone told you that you're a bitch? Avada Kedvra!"
There was a flash of green light and the unmistakable thud of Lya's body falling to the ground. Hermione put a hand to a mouth, horrified. She never expected this. Voldemort, kill his own sister? The Dark Lord motioned Lya's cold body to be taken away and two death eaters stepped forward did just that.
That was the last time Hermione ever saw that pale skinned silver haired girl who's laughter filled the Hogwart's hallways like music. Never had she a friend, a girl friend quite like her. She was smart and pretty and popular and loved. Hermione envied her. And never had she wished Lya dead even though she knew Lya was the Slytherin's heiress and sister to the Dark Lord. Another victim. Well.....sorta...
A pale hand came into view. She followed her eyes up the hand which led to an arm and.......Hermione let a out little gasp. It was Voldemort. VOLDEMORT OFFERING TO HELP HER UP!!!!!!!!
'I must be hallucinating.' She thought to herself. That was the only way to explain it.
"My hand doesn't bite, Miss Salviean."
Hermione, afraid and hopefull that she could get out alive, reluctantly took his hand and with she was pulled quickly to feet. Her knees were weak as water but she remained standing and managed to look at the Dark Lord straight in the eyes.
While all this happened the Death Eaters remained silent not wanting to anger their Lord.
Finally, Hermione managed enough courage to speak.
"Aren't you going to kill me?"
He laughed coldly. The kind of laugh that sends chills up one's spine. Hermione shivered and felt the goosebumps.
"Dear Miss Salviean, why exactly would I do that for?"
"Well.............. If I'm alive, then you won't be the ONLY heir to Slytherin..."
"And that's so important? Tell me, Miss Salviean, do you want to die?"
"Maybe..... I'd rather die than join your side."
"MY side?" He laughed again. "MY side? There is no your side and my side. It's about power. Those with power and those without."
"So......you won't kill me?"
"No. Not this time. Probably never. After all, you are able to do something that I cannot."
"I do?"
"Yes, you are the only one....to carry the blood of Slytherin through generations."
Hermione was speechless.
"I shall let you go back to Hogwarts. I have heard about how smart you are."
"And?"
"I hope when the time comes, you will be wise enough to choose the right side as you might say."
"And whose side will that be?"
"You decide."
The events after were a bit of a blur to Hermione. Lucius Malfoy apparated with her to Hogmeads, after removing his mask of course, and she alone walked in the great hall. It was crowded and noisy as it was dinner time but all was silenced as Hermione Granger stumbled through the door. She took one look at the Hall before blacking out.
This was gonna be the last chapter but I decided to cut this chapter in half. So the next chapter will be the last chapter....minus the Epilogue.
Lame huh? I don't particulary like the way this chapter turned out...I was actually gonna take Harry for the ride and kill him...still...I hope at least the readers enjoy this chapter...
Ookay! Next chapter, Lots of slapping and yelling ensues between Draco and Hermione. Now...to my reviewers!!!!
Thanks to the one who didn't sign his/her name : I know...at least this chapter isn't a cliffhanger...^^;;; or is it? Thanks!
Glory : Thanks for reviewing!!! I just made Harry stay in the castle cuz I wanted too! ^^ Cliffhanger queen, huh? I dunno if that's a complement or not. Either way thanks!!!
Shiva: Thank you soooo much!! I'm glad you like my story... I could hug you! Thanks for reviewing!