ATTENTION TO READER:
Thank you for taking the time to read my fan fic. It means a lot to me. However, my computer had a virus and all of the files on it were deleted- including the following chapters. It was going good too! :(
I've decided to just call this fan fic complete so that I can move on to more stories. If you really need an ending I'll briefly summarize the best I can:
The pleasant meal that Hermione consumed had drugged her senses allowing Voldemort to seduce her successfully. After that she was allowed to roam the fortress freely; she was waited on hand and foot; she missed a few periods. She finds out that she is pregnant and realizes that the intimate "dream" she had of her and Voldemort was NOT a dream but was in fact his purpose for keeping her alive as long as he had.
Dumbledore and the Grangers' suspected Voldemort with their entire being but no one could find his well fortified fortress. Naturally, Ron and Harry set off on a quest to rescue Hermione. Using what little intelligence they have they pin pointed her location.
Meanwhile, Hemione argues with Voldemort, and also with herself. What should I do? What will I do? I am going to give birth to the heir of Voldemort? This can't be! I won't let this be! He'll raise this child to be just like him. No one will want to harm him because I will love him as my own. I couldn't even harm him. I can't harm him now. . . but what else do I have to live for. . .
That night she said nothing at dinner.
"What's wrong tonight?" the Dark Lord inquired to the little witch.
She burped. Voldemort looked at her questioningly. Hermione simply sat in silence as she finished her final meal.
In the final hour before she ended her own life she realized why Voldemort had chosen her. She forsaw what evil deeds the heir of Voldemort could possibly do and would not let that happen. Soon enough Voldemort himself would surely wipe out the entire Muggle population himself and she would not be any part of it. Swiftly she thrusted a sharp blade into her gut and cried in pain as tears poured down her face. She looked out the window of her elegant cell and saw Ron and Harry flying towards her seconds too late.
***Authors Note***
Warning: if you like the happy endings DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER! Whoops! Was I a little late myself??? Hope not. As I said, the virus erased EVERY SINGLE THING I HAD SAVED ON MY HARD-DRIVE. That depressed me a bit. I lost all interest in rewriting this story so I simply summarized it. I am so sorry if I disappointed any of you. Again, thank you for reading my story. LOVE YA!
Thank you for taking the time to read my fan fic. It means a lot to me. However, my computer had a virus and all of the files on it were deleted- including the following chapters. It was going good too! :(
I've decided to just call this fan fic complete so that I can move on to more stories. If you really need an ending I'll briefly summarize the best I can:
The pleasant meal that Hermione consumed had drugged her senses allowing Voldemort to seduce her successfully. After that she was allowed to roam the fortress freely; she was waited on hand and foot; she missed a few periods. She finds out that she is pregnant and realizes that the intimate "dream" she had of her and Voldemort was NOT a dream but was in fact his purpose for keeping her alive as long as he had.
Dumbledore and the Grangers' suspected Voldemort with their entire being but no one could find his well fortified fortress. Naturally, Ron and Harry set off on a quest to rescue Hermione. Using what little intelligence they have they pin pointed her location.
Meanwhile, Hemione argues with Voldemort, and also with herself. What should I do? What will I do? I am going to give birth to the heir of Voldemort? This can't be! I won't let this be! He'll raise this child to be just like him. No one will want to harm him because I will love him as my own. I couldn't even harm him. I can't harm him now. . . but what else do I have to live for. . .
That night she said nothing at dinner.
"What's wrong tonight?" the Dark Lord inquired to the little witch.
She burped. Voldemort looked at her questioningly. Hermione simply sat in silence as she finished her final meal.
In the final hour before she ended her own life she realized why Voldemort had chosen her. She forsaw what evil deeds the heir of Voldemort could possibly do and would not let that happen. Soon enough Voldemort himself would surely wipe out the entire Muggle population himself and she would not be any part of it. Swiftly she thrusted a sharp blade into her gut and cried in pain as tears poured down her face. She looked out the window of her elegant cell and saw Ron and Harry flying towards her seconds too late.
***Authors Note***
Warning: if you like the happy endings DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER! Whoops! Was I a little late myself??? Hope not. As I said, the virus erased EVERY SINGLE THING I HAD SAVED ON MY HARD-DRIVE. That depressed me a bit. I lost all interest in rewriting this story so I simply summarized it. I am so sorry if I disappointed any of you. Again, thank you for reading my story. LOVE YA!