On Friday morning, Hermione woke up late. The dorms were already empty and
the sun was shining brightly on her face as she drew back her canopy. There
was a time when she would have sprung out of bed in an instant mumbling
curse words under her breath that she might miss a moment of her first
class. Today, however, she lazily got out of bed and got dressed.
By the time she reached the Great Hall nearly everyone was finished with breakfast. She looked around and saw the Gryffindors chattering happily. Fools. Harry Potter was mindlessly stirring a bowl of oatmeal, Ron was immersed in a conversation with Seamus Finnegan.
In Hermione's opinion, Ron had become the worst off this past year. Instead of admitting defeat, he was in denial. Of course Professor McGonagall called it optimistic. Ron wouldn't admit that Harry was depressed, or that Voldemort was powerful enough to kill them all in a single wand movement. He had resorted to not talking about it at all. Which was why he was chattering so eagerly right now about Quidditch.
Hermione looked to her other side at the Slytherin table. Draco sat across from Pansy Parkinson, flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. Funny, last night they were talking amicably, but today he was just that moron Draco again. She realized that she wasn't the only leading a double life. Draco couldn't be found he was working with his father, a fugitive to the ministry, he would be expelled. Draco looked up from his apparent joke he shared with the table and caught Hermione's eye. He gave a nod that was barely noticeable and resumed talking.
She sighed and took her place at Gryffindor table next to Harry. Harry didn't say anything to her, just stirred his oatmeal again. Ginny sat across from her. Her fiery hair splashing across her pale skin.
"Where did you go last night?" Ginny asked, her blue eyes boring into Hermione's head.
"Out."
"Where?"
Hermione looked up, she subconsciously gripped her fork in her hand making her knuckles turn white. She looked down at the silver utensil and back up at Ginny. She envisioned herself jabbing it into Ginny's head and the Slytherin table cheering for her. Who does that stupid Weasley girl think she is? I'm older then her I can do what I want.
"Does it really matter?" Hermione gently placed the fork on the table.
"Yes. Professor McGonagall came in with an announcement about not using the lavatory this morning and she noticed you weren't in your bed."
Hermione turned white. Her absence had not gone unnoticed. "I met Viktor." She lied. "At Three Broomsticks last night."
"Oh I see. How long will he be in England?"
"My gosh, Ginny will you shut up already? Why are you asking me a million questions? Maybe I don't want to tell you alright?" Hermione suddenly burst.
"Alright that's fine then." Ginny said, a bit taken back, as she turned back to her toast.
"Stupid girl --- what's her problem? --- I cant wait to hand her over to Lord Voldemort --- no one will miss her. She's become the school whore anyway." Hermione thought coldly in her head.
Hermione decided to skip her first class and to go to the Gryffindor common room to contemplate her mission. It was of course empty, as everyone was in class. She narrowly dodged McGonagall in the hall before diving past the Fat Lady's Portrait.
She almost immediately started pacing in front of the fireplace. How would she get Ginny to Lord Voldemort? Well the first thing she needed to figure out was if she wanted Ginny to know it was her or not. If she should do it in disguise.
Old Hermione would have brewed a Polyjuice Potion. But she had neither the time nor the supplies to do that. She was still angry with her for questioning her at breakfast.
After nearly two hours of pacing she finally came to a decision. She would lure Ginny to Hog's Head and Portkey her to Voldemort.
That night Hermione wandered downstairs to the common room to find Ginny hanging all over Seamus Finnegan. Slut.
"Ginny, can I speak with you for a moment?" Hermione said sweetly.
"Cant it wait?" Ginny said annoyed, as Seamus finished telling her a horrible joke.
"Not really. Please?"
"Fine." The fifteen year old whined as she got up and stormed over to Hermione. "What is it?"
"Well you see, I forgot the invisibility cloak when I went to meet Viktor last night in Hogsmeade. Would you join me to get it?"
"I'm a bit busy." Ginny glanced over at Seamus who was rapidly losing interest.
"There is a really cute guy, at Three Broomsticks. He just started. We could grab a drink and chat with him." Hermione's eyes flashed as she lied to the youngest Weasley.
"Oh I suppose. Lets go."
As they made their way down to the passage to Hogsmeade, Hermione's mind was traveling a mile a minute.
What if Ginny realized she was being set up?
What if something went wrong?
What if he killed her?
Of course he was going to kill her. Why else would he want her.
"I've never been down here before." Ginny's voice broke into the musty tunnel air. "This really leads Hogsmeade?"
"Yep." Hermione was not interested in idle chatter.
"Ill have to remember that, I could meet some guys at Three Broomsticks on a weeknight."
Too bad you're never going to see another weeknight ever again. Hermione thought to herself and a thin smile crept across her mouth.
She let Ginny and herself into the storage room of Hog's Head and kicked aside an abnormally large spider.
"Are you sure this is where you left the cloak?" Ginny asked, shivering against the coolness of the basement.
"Yes its just through here." Hermione stood in front of the door that lead to the room where the Death Eater's had their meetings.
"Well lets get it and go." Ginny said shortly and pushed the door open. Inside several Death Eaters behind black featureless masks stood and looked at the two girls.
"What is this?" Ginny asked in surprise and fear. She turned around to face Hermione, but before she could do it an icy blast hit her from behind.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione yelled, paralyzing Ginny and she fell over onto her face.
"Nicely done, Miss Granger." Lucius Malfoy slipped his mask off and walked over to her, giving Ginny a sharp kick in the side. "I had to admit, I didn't think you had the nerve to bring a Weasley to Lord Voldemort."
"Well I'm just full of surprises, Lucius." She dared calling him by his first name.
"That you are. Well I believe its time to get Miss Weasley to the dark lord. Don't want to keep him waiting.
"Right then." Hermione tried dragging Ginny's limp form but didn't succeed.
After several minutes of tugging and getting only a few feet across the floor, Snape stepped forward, holding his black mask in his hand. "For heavens sake, Granger, Ill carry her for you." He snapped as he picked up the unconscious Ginny.
A Portkey and stair climb later, Hermione was standing in front of Voldemort's bedroom door again. She knocked softly. For some reason she thought this was supposed to be harder. Ginny was at one time her best female friends. Now, Hermione tried to search fro some emotion she held for the girl but couldn't find any.
"You may enter." Voldemort's voice slithered from the other side of the door.
Hermione slowly walked in, followed by Snape. "I have done what you've asked, Lord Voldemort."
"Excellent. I am so glad to see your intentions were true, Hermione."
"Yes, and I have no doubts about becoming your faithful servant."
"As you will be, dear girl. I have a gift for you." Voldemort a smile spread across his leathery face and he waved his wand. Hermione looked down and saw he had conjured her a black robe with a hood. In her hand was one of the black masks that she saw the Death Eaters wearing.
"Thank you, Lord Voldemort." She felt a rush of happiness and satisfaction.
"Of course, dear, I do however have one last task for you."
Hermione's happiness was replaced with a sinking feeling. She just wanted in. To do the normal Death Eater things. Now she had to do something else. Would she have to kidnap Harry next?
"Do not fear, it's a relatively easy task. It's a requirement of my Death Eaters. You must learn the Unforgivable Curses."
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. She was excellent with spells. This would be a breeze. "Of course, my lord."
"Of course bringing me the Weasley girl is a perfect chance to practice them."
She understood what he was saying. She was going to be taught the Unforgivable curses to use on Ginny Weasley.
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By the time she reached the Great Hall nearly everyone was finished with breakfast. She looked around and saw the Gryffindors chattering happily. Fools. Harry Potter was mindlessly stirring a bowl of oatmeal, Ron was immersed in a conversation with Seamus Finnegan.
In Hermione's opinion, Ron had become the worst off this past year. Instead of admitting defeat, he was in denial. Of course Professor McGonagall called it optimistic. Ron wouldn't admit that Harry was depressed, or that Voldemort was powerful enough to kill them all in a single wand movement. He had resorted to not talking about it at all. Which was why he was chattering so eagerly right now about Quidditch.
Hermione looked to her other side at the Slytherin table. Draco sat across from Pansy Parkinson, flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. Funny, last night they were talking amicably, but today he was just that moron Draco again. She realized that she wasn't the only leading a double life. Draco couldn't be found he was working with his father, a fugitive to the ministry, he would be expelled. Draco looked up from his apparent joke he shared with the table and caught Hermione's eye. He gave a nod that was barely noticeable and resumed talking.
She sighed and took her place at Gryffindor table next to Harry. Harry didn't say anything to her, just stirred his oatmeal again. Ginny sat across from her. Her fiery hair splashing across her pale skin.
"Where did you go last night?" Ginny asked, her blue eyes boring into Hermione's head.
"Out."
"Where?"
Hermione looked up, she subconsciously gripped her fork in her hand making her knuckles turn white. She looked down at the silver utensil and back up at Ginny. She envisioned herself jabbing it into Ginny's head and the Slytherin table cheering for her. Who does that stupid Weasley girl think she is? I'm older then her I can do what I want.
"Does it really matter?" Hermione gently placed the fork on the table.
"Yes. Professor McGonagall came in with an announcement about not using the lavatory this morning and she noticed you weren't in your bed."
Hermione turned white. Her absence had not gone unnoticed. "I met Viktor." She lied. "At Three Broomsticks last night."
"Oh I see. How long will he be in England?"
"My gosh, Ginny will you shut up already? Why are you asking me a million questions? Maybe I don't want to tell you alright?" Hermione suddenly burst.
"Alright that's fine then." Ginny said, a bit taken back, as she turned back to her toast.
"Stupid girl --- what's her problem? --- I cant wait to hand her over to Lord Voldemort --- no one will miss her. She's become the school whore anyway." Hermione thought coldly in her head.
Hermione decided to skip her first class and to go to the Gryffindor common room to contemplate her mission. It was of course empty, as everyone was in class. She narrowly dodged McGonagall in the hall before diving past the Fat Lady's Portrait.
She almost immediately started pacing in front of the fireplace. How would she get Ginny to Lord Voldemort? Well the first thing she needed to figure out was if she wanted Ginny to know it was her or not. If she should do it in disguise.
Old Hermione would have brewed a Polyjuice Potion. But she had neither the time nor the supplies to do that. She was still angry with her for questioning her at breakfast.
After nearly two hours of pacing she finally came to a decision. She would lure Ginny to Hog's Head and Portkey her to Voldemort.
That night Hermione wandered downstairs to the common room to find Ginny hanging all over Seamus Finnegan. Slut.
"Ginny, can I speak with you for a moment?" Hermione said sweetly.
"Cant it wait?" Ginny said annoyed, as Seamus finished telling her a horrible joke.
"Not really. Please?"
"Fine." The fifteen year old whined as she got up and stormed over to Hermione. "What is it?"
"Well you see, I forgot the invisibility cloak when I went to meet Viktor last night in Hogsmeade. Would you join me to get it?"
"I'm a bit busy." Ginny glanced over at Seamus who was rapidly losing interest.
"There is a really cute guy, at Three Broomsticks. He just started. We could grab a drink and chat with him." Hermione's eyes flashed as she lied to the youngest Weasley.
"Oh I suppose. Lets go."
As they made their way down to the passage to Hogsmeade, Hermione's mind was traveling a mile a minute.
What if Ginny realized she was being set up?
What if something went wrong?
What if he killed her?
Of course he was going to kill her. Why else would he want her.
"I've never been down here before." Ginny's voice broke into the musty tunnel air. "This really leads Hogsmeade?"
"Yep." Hermione was not interested in idle chatter.
"Ill have to remember that, I could meet some guys at Three Broomsticks on a weeknight."
Too bad you're never going to see another weeknight ever again. Hermione thought to herself and a thin smile crept across her mouth.
She let Ginny and herself into the storage room of Hog's Head and kicked aside an abnormally large spider.
"Are you sure this is where you left the cloak?" Ginny asked, shivering against the coolness of the basement.
"Yes its just through here." Hermione stood in front of the door that lead to the room where the Death Eater's had their meetings.
"Well lets get it and go." Ginny said shortly and pushed the door open. Inside several Death Eaters behind black featureless masks stood and looked at the two girls.
"What is this?" Ginny asked in surprise and fear. She turned around to face Hermione, but before she could do it an icy blast hit her from behind.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione yelled, paralyzing Ginny and she fell over onto her face.
"Nicely done, Miss Granger." Lucius Malfoy slipped his mask off and walked over to her, giving Ginny a sharp kick in the side. "I had to admit, I didn't think you had the nerve to bring a Weasley to Lord Voldemort."
"Well I'm just full of surprises, Lucius." She dared calling him by his first name.
"That you are. Well I believe its time to get Miss Weasley to the dark lord. Don't want to keep him waiting.
"Right then." Hermione tried dragging Ginny's limp form but didn't succeed.
After several minutes of tugging and getting only a few feet across the floor, Snape stepped forward, holding his black mask in his hand. "For heavens sake, Granger, Ill carry her for you." He snapped as he picked up the unconscious Ginny.
A Portkey and stair climb later, Hermione was standing in front of Voldemort's bedroom door again. She knocked softly. For some reason she thought this was supposed to be harder. Ginny was at one time her best female friends. Now, Hermione tried to search fro some emotion she held for the girl but couldn't find any.
"You may enter." Voldemort's voice slithered from the other side of the door.
Hermione slowly walked in, followed by Snape. "I have done what you've asked, Lord Voldemort."
"Excellent. I am so glad to see your intentions were true, Hermione."
"Yes, and I have no doubts about becoming your faithful servant."
"As you will be, dear girl. I have a gift for you." Voldemort a smile spread across his leathery face and he waved his wand. Hermione looked down and saw he had conjured her a black robe with a hood. In her hand was one of the black masks that she saw the Death Eaters wearing.
"Thank you, Lord Voldemort." She felt a rush of happiness and satisfaction.
"Of course, dear, I do however have one last task for you."
Hermione's happiness was replaced with a sinking feeling. She just wanted in. To do the normal Death Eater things. Now she had to do something else. Would she have to kidnap Harry next?
"Do not fear, it's a relatively easy task. It's a requirement of my Death Eaters. You must learn the Unforgivable Curses."
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. She was excellent with spells. This would be a breeze. "Of course, my lord."
"Of course bringing me the Weasley girl is a perfect chance to practice them."
She understood what he was saying. She was going to be taught the Unforgivable curses to use on Ginny Weasley.
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