A/N: So we had some MAJOR foreshadowing in the past chapter... It dealt
with some heavy stuff... So it turn this will be fluffy I think... let's
see at the end shall we? Thank you to all who reviewed and I hope that you
will continue to enjoy and review.
Disclaimer: My fandom is unrealistic.
Chapter 14 - The Queen She Is
The first few months of school had past. Hermione was well on her way to becoming an animagus, while Draco was still coming to terms with being a ferret. It had its perks however, as Hermione loved to cuddle with the little creature. Soon they would be returning to Riddle Manor for the holidays. Soon, she would be Voldemort's official successor, and soon their engagement would be official as well.
Hermione walked out of her room early the morning that they would be leaving, and was surprised to see that Draco was already out and waiting. He was sitting on couch, his blonde hair back in a low ponytail as Lucius would wear it with the robes that he had been tortured into buying that day in Hogsmeade. Hermione felt plain next to him, standing with her black hair up in a messy ponytail, and her school uniform on. When he noticed she walked in the room, he smiled, but seeing how she was dressed, he immediately frowned.
"Um, excuse me Hermione," he started, "Why aren't you dressed?"
Immediately, Hermione was embarrassed. "We were supposed to dress up to take the train to go home?" she asked a little confused.
Draco smiled at her, crossed the room and kissed her brow. "We aren't going on the train, we'll be portkeyed from Hogsmeade. Now go and change."
Without any delay Hermione rushed back into her room, magicked her hair neat and curly, put on some quick makeup, and dressed herself in her complicated dress. When she walked back out of her room, levitating her bags so she wouldn't wrinkle her dress, Draco's face was much the same as it was when he entered the dress shop the day she got the dress.
He moved behind her silently and put a light yellow cloak around her shoulders, and put the hood up. "Shall we?" he asked extending his arm to her.
"How will we get the luggage to Hogsmeade?" she asked, but Draco simply smirked. "Hermione you are going HOME, do you really think you need to bring luggage with you?"
Again, feeling embarrassed, Hermione took Draco's proffered arm and walked out of the room. As they walked down the crowded hallways, people parted like the Red Sea before Moses, as the often did. Draco walked with his nose slightly in the air, smirking confidently at anyone who dared to look at them. Hermione glided with a regal air about her. She couldn't much else then right in front due to her hood being up, but at the end of the hall she could see Ron and Harry, standing with their wands in their hands with their arms across their chests. Hermione and Draco stopped about 5 ft from them. Both Harry and Ron had the same scowl on their faces. Ron's eye would not leave Draco's. Harry was fixed on Hermione's downcast sad blue eyes.
"Malfoy," Ron said with the most calm voice he could muster, "We want Hermione back."
"She doesn't want to come..." Draco started before Hermione raised her head, and put her finger to his mouth in an effort to shush him.
"Draco, I'm a big girl. I'll handle them," she said turning back to face her former friends, "Silencio," she said casting her spell on them so that they could not speak back to her or cast any other spells on her. "I told you already Harry. I'm not coming back. I am on my home right now to be announced as his heir and his," she said motioning to Draco, "fiancé. We, the three of us, the 'Golden Trio'" she said in a mock tone, "we are done. The Prince and Princess of Slytherin have risen. And we will not go gentle into that good night, we will not go down without a fight. So if it is a fight you wan with us, a fight you shall have. But after my Christmas."
And with that, they pushed their way through a silent, shocked looking Harry and Ron, and walked out of Hogwarts.
***
As soon as they were in the horseless carriage, Draco turned to her, "That was fantastic."
She removed her hood and looked up at him. He had remnants of snowflakes in his hair that she great care in rubbing out. She was flush red from walking in the cold, and Draco put his warm hands on her cheeks and kissed her nose warm. They spent the whole ride just looking at each other, with no words spoken. They drank each other in, studied every single feature about each other. He was marveled at her eyes, that had been red after her conflict with her former friends, but turned a deep blue almost purple sort of color around him.
In Draco's opinion they reached Hogsmeade far too soon. He could have sat there all day and just looked at her. When the carriage stopped, Draco got out first and help Hermione out and into the Three Broomsticks so they would not get cold waiting for their portkey.
It was a few minutes before a woman in black came in and motioned to Draco. Hermione couldn't see the woman's face, but apparently Draco could. He took Hermione by the arm and walked out of the bar and followed closely behind the black caped woman. When they were safely outside Hogsmeade, the woman took off her hood. Hermione felt as though the wind had been completely knocked out of her.
"M' lady," Bellatrix said bowing slightly, "It is an honor to meet you."
Hermione couldn't help but bite back the comment that Bellatrix had met her before. They hadn't been formally introduced but Hermione would have known her anywhere. Bellatrix was the one that had killed Sirius. Despite her new background and all of her new attitude adjustments, Hermione wanted so desperately want to reach for her wand and A.K. Bellatrix. Hermione had liked Sirius a great deal and knew Harry was devastated when he died. Even if she wasn't friends with Potter anymore, she still like Sirius all the same.
"Hello Aunt Bella," Draco said courteously.
Hermione blinked a few times, and then regained her composure, "Hello Bellatrix," she said extending her hand. Bellatrix immediately took her hand and bowed slightly again.
Bellatrix then took out a velvet ring box. "This is your portkey," she said tossing it to Draco, "You might wanna think about opening that when you get back to the manor," she said winking.
"You're not coming with us?" Hermione asked surprised.
"Apparating, my lady, is a wonderful thing," she said with a loud BANG! and she was gone.
Hermione reached over and touched the velvet box and felt a rough tug at her belly button and suddenly regretted having her belly button pierced that previous summer.
***
They arrived at Riddle Manor in the room that Hermione had woken up in that first morning. Hermione removed her cloak and Draco's and took them and hung them up in her closet. When she turned around to was met with Draco down on the ground on one knee with the velvet box they'd used as a portkey open, looking up at her with pure love in his eyes. Hermione gasped and put her hand over her mouth. She looked from Draco's face to the ring that had been in the box. Set on a band of platinum, was a large princess-cut pink diamond, with two smaller white princess-cut diamonds on either side. ((AN: Think J. Lo ))
"Hermione," Draco started to say, "Marry me."
Hermione's features went from surprised to a smirk, "Was that a question? Or a command?"
"A command," Draco said confidently.
"Well in that case of course I will!" He stood up and placed the ring on her finger and then scooped her up in his arms and kissed all over her face. They were slowly making their way over to Hermione's bed when Dipsy, most regretfully to the two teens, came in.
"Master is saying to go and be getting the Mister and Mistress and telling them that they is requested down in the hall," she said smiling at herself.
Hermione and Draco scowled at the same time and he put her down and they both straightened out their clothes. Draco had reached for the door knob and they were about to walk out the door and down to the Great Hall of Riddle Manor, when Hermione grabbed his hand, "I'm nervous," she announced. "Act like the queen you are," he told her taking her hand, "And you will be fine."
***
Peter Pettrigrew was standing at the entrance of the Great Hall. His job was pretty much just to announce people as they walked in. Every death eater and their families were in attendance. The large doors had been closed for at least a half an hour prior to Draco and Hermione's entrance. Peter had wormed his way over to his master to tell him that his daughter would be coming in soon. Tom and Rhiannon walked over and stood in front of the enormous doors.
"My most loyal followers, as you know, much to my dismay, I am not immortal. And up until this year I had not officially named a successor. I can name one now," he said as Peter opened the door, "May I introduce my heir... Hermione Rhiannon Riddle and her fiancé Draco Lucius Malfoy."
Draco and Hermione walked in as if they were the king and queen of the world. He looked stunning, and she was a goddess. It was strange to see them as they were. He was pale, blonde with silver eyes wearing a coal grey suit. She was tanned, with deep black hair and dark blue eyes dressed in a flowing white gown that made her look like a fallen angel.
People were taken back by the fact that their Lord had a daughter. Much less that she was walking in with and engaged to Draco Malfoy. Most people had assumed that Draco would be named Voldemort's heir and that the girl was someone from Hogwarts. Much less to find out that yes, indeed, Hermione Riddle was indeed once Hermione Granger. The whispers were driving Hermione insane and making her uncomfortable, "Enough!" she bellowed. The room stopped moving and speaking completely, "Yes! I am the 'mudblood', but obviously I'm not a mudblood now am I?" she challenged, "Yes I was Potter's friend, but I'm not now. Any other questions?" No one spoke, "Good."
Tom smiled and put his daughter and kissed her brow. "I see that Draco has given you your ring," he said smiling at Draco, which frankly made Draco uneasy.
"You look radiant my darling," Rhiannon told her.
"Draco I want you to introduce my daughter to my inner-circle, if you please," instructed Tom.
"Of course, my lord," he said bowing and Hermione curtsied. He took Hermoine's arm in his in a very formal manner.
They walked around sipping wine with the death eaters as Draco introduced the many people that Hermione had fought against over the years. The Parkinsons seemed to shoot extremely nasty glares her way, but Hermione just let them roll off her back as she was used to Pansy doing it. She was introduced formally to both LeStranges, the Crabbe family, and the Goyles in turn because neither family was far away from the other for long. The Macnair's were very nice to her and pledged their ultimate loyalties to both Hermione and Draco and to her father. Even Professor Snape was there talking to Lucius and her father. "My lord," Severus started, "The vetariserum you requested," he said handing Voldemort the vials, "The one for Hermione sir, is especially strong. I thought you might want to make sure there was no possible way she could fight it."
"Thank you Severus, that will be all," Tom said, "Lucius, bring my daughter ths flute of champagne," he said pouring the vertariserum into it, "And then send her over to me." He began to pour the other vial into another glass, "And have Narcissa and Rhiannon bring this to Severus. He wouldn't suspect old friends."
AN: Ok ok ok, there was some fluff. Also the introduction of Bellatrix, the death eater that I love to hate for killing Sirius cuz I loved Sirius. Anyway... Next Chapter : The Total Truth...
Disclaimer: My fandom is unrealistic.
Chapter 14 - The Queen She Is
The first few months of school had past. Hermione was well on her way to becoming an animagus, while Draco was still coming to terms with being a ferret. It had its perks however, as Hermione loved to cuddle with the little creature. Soon they would be returning to Riddle Manor for the holidays. Soon, she would be Voldemort's official successor, and soon their engagement would be official as well.
Hermione walked out of her room early the morning that they would be leaving, and was surprised to see that Draco was already out and waiting. He was sitting on couch, his blonde hair back in a low ponytail as Lucius would wear it with the robes that he had been tortured into buying that day in Hogsmeade. Hermione felt plain next to him, standing with her black hair up in a messy ponytail, and her school uniform on. When he noticed she walked in the room, he smiled, but seeing how she was dressed, he immediately frowned.
"Um, excuse me Hermione," he started, "Why aren't you dressed?"
Immediately, Hermione was embarrassed. "We were supposed to dress up to take the train to go home?" she asked a little confused.
Draco smiled at her, crossed the room and kissed her brow. "We aren't going on the train, we'll be portkeyed from Hogsmeade. Now go and change."
Without any delay Hermione rushed back into her room, magicked her hair neat and curly, put on some quick makeup, and dressed herself in her complicated dress. When she walked back out of her room, levitating her bags so she wouldn't wrinkle her dress, Draco's face was much the same as it was when he entered the dress shop the day she got the dress.
He moved behind her silently and put a light yellow cloak around her shoulders, and put the hood up. "Shall we?" he asked extending his arm to her.
"How will we get the luggage to Hogsmeade?" she asked, but Draco simply smirked. "Hermione you are going HOME, do you really think you need to bring luggage with you?"
Again, feeling embarrassed, Hermione took Draco's proffered arm and walked out of the room. As they walked down the crowded hallways, people parted like the Red Sea before Moses, as the often did. Draco walked with his nose slightly in the air, smirking confidently at anyone who dared to look at them. Hermione glided with a regal air about her. She couldn't much else then right in front due to her hood being up, but at the end of the hall she could see Ron and Harry, standing with their wands in their hands with their arms across their chests. Hermione and Draco stopped about 5 ft from them. Both Harry and Ron had the same scowl on their faces. Ron's eye would not leave Draco's. Harry was fixed on Hermione's downcast sad blue eyes.
"Malfoy," Ron said with the most calm voice he could muster, "We want Hermione back."
"She doesn't want to come..." Draco started before Hermione raised her head, and put her finger to his mouth in an effort to shush him.
"Draco, I'm a big girl. I'll handle them," she said turning back to face her former friends, "Silencio," she said casting her spell on them so that they could not speak back to her or cast any other spells on her. "I told you already Harry. I'm not coming back. I am on my home right now to be announced as his heir and his," she said motioning to Draco, "fiancé. We, the three of us, the 'Golden Trio'" she said in a mock tone, "we are done. The Prince and Princess of Slytherin have risen. And we will not go gentle into that good night, we will not go down without a fight. So if it is a fight you wan with us, a fight you shall have. But after my Christmas."
And with that, they pushed their way through a silent, shocked looking Harry and Ron, and walked out of Hogwarts.
***
As soon as they were in the horseless carriage, Draco turned to her, "That was fantastic."
She removed her hood and looked up at him. He had remnants of snowflakes in his hair that she great care in rubbing out. She was flush red from walking in the cold, and Draco put his warm hands on her cheeks and kissed her nose warm. They spent the whole ride just looking at each other, with no words spoken. They drank each other in, studied every single feature about each other. He was marveled at her eyes, that had been red after her conflict with her former friends, but turned a deep blue almost purple sort of color around him.
In Draco's opinion they reached Hogsmeade far too soon. He could have sat there all day and just looked at her. When the carriage stopped, Draco got out first and help Hermione out and into the Three Broomsticks so they would not get cold waiting for their portkey.
It was a few minutes before a woman in black came in and motioned to Draco. Hermione couldn't see the woman's face, but apparently Draco could. He took Hermione by the arm and walked out of the bar and followed closely behind the black caped woman. When they were safely outside Hogsmeade, the woman took off her hood. Hermione felt as though the wind had been completely knocked out of her.
"M' lady," Bellatrix said bowing slightly, "It is an honor to meet you."
Hermione couldn't help but bite back the comment that Bellatrix had met her before. They hadn't been formally introduced but Hermione would have known her anywhere. Bellatrix was the one that had killed Sirius. Despite her new background and all of her new attitude adjustments, Hermione wanted so desperately want to reach for her wand and A.K. Bellatrix. Hermione had liked Sirius a great deal and knew Harry was devastated when he died. Even if she wasn't friends with Potter anymore, she still like Sirius all the same.
"Hello Aunt Bella," Draco said courteously.
Hermione blinked a few times, and then regained her composure, "Hello Bellatrix," she said extending her hand. Bellatrix immediately took her hand and bowed slightly again.
Bellatrix then took out a velvet ring box. "This is your portkey," she said tossing it to Draco, "You might wanna think about opening that when you get back to the manor," she said winking.
"You're not coming with us?" Hermione asked surprised.
"Apparating, my lady, is a wonderful thing," she said with a loud BANG! and she was gone.
Hermione reached over and touched the velvet box and felt a rough tug at her belly button and suddenly regretted having her belly button pierced that previous summer.
***
They arrived at Riddle Manor in the room that Hermione had woken up in that first morning. Hermione removed her cloak and Draco's and took them and hung them up in her closet. When she turned around to was met with Draco down on the ground on one knee with the velvet box they'd used as a portkey open, looking up at her with pure love in his eyes. Hermione gasped and put her hand over her mouth. She looked from Draco's face to the ring that had been in the box. Set on a band of platinum, was a large princess-cut pink diamond, with two smaller white princess-cut diamonds on either side. ((AN: Think J. Lo ))
"Hermione," Draco started to say, "Marry me."
Hermione's features went from surprised to a smirk, "Was that a question? Or a command?"
"A command," Draco said confidently.
"Well in that case of course I will!" He stood up and placed the ring on her finger and then scooped her up in his arms and kissed all over her face. They were slowly making their way over to Hermione's bed when Dipsy, most regretfully to the two teens, came in.
"Master is saying to go and be getting the Mister and Mistress and telling them that they is requested down in the hall," she said smiling at herself.
Hermione and Draco scowled at the same time and he put her down and they both straightened out their clothes. Draco had reached for the door knob and they were about to walk out the door and down to the Great Hall of Riddle Manor, when Hermione grabbed his hand, "I'm nervous," she announced. "Act like the queen you are," he told her taking her hand, "And you will be fine."
***
Peter Pettrigrew was standing at the entrance of the Great Hall. His job was pretty much just to announce people as they walked in. Every death eater and their families were in attendance. The large doors had been closed for at least a half an hour prior to Draco and Hermione's entrance. Peter had wormed his way over to his master to tell him that his daughter would be coming in soon. Tom and Rhiannon walked over and stood in front of the enormous doors.
"My most loyal followers, as you know, much to my dismay, I am not immortal. And up until this year I had not officially named a successor. I can name one now," he said as Peter opened the door, "May I introduce my heir... Hermione Rhiannon Riddle and her fiancé Draco Lucius Malfoy."
Draco and Hermione walked in as if they were the king and queen of the world. He looked stunning, and she was a goddess. It was strange to see them as they were. He was pale, blonde with silver eyes wearing a coal grey suit. She was tanned, with deep black hair and dark blue eyes dressed in a flowing white gown that made her look like a fallen angel.
People were taken back by the fact that their Lord had a daughter. Much less that she was walking in with and engaged to Draco Malfoy. Most people had assumed that Draco would be named Voldemort's heir and that the girl was someone from Hogwarts. Much less to find out that yes, indeed, Hermione Riddle was indeed once Hermione Granger. The whispers were driving Hermione insane and making her uncomfortable, "Enough!" she bellowed. The room stopped moving and speaking completely, "Yes! I am the 'mudblood', but obviously I'm not a mudblood now am I?" she challenged, "Yes I was Potter's friend, but I'm not now. Any other questions?" No one spoke, "Good."
Tom smiled and put his daughter and kissed her brow. "I see that Draco has given you your ring," he said smiling at Draco, which frankly made Draco uneasy.
"You look radiant my darling," Rhiannon told her.
"Draco I want you to introduce my daughter to my inner-circle, if you please," instructed Tom.
"Of course, my lord," he said bowing and Hermione curtsied. He took Hermoine's arm in his in a very formal manner.
They walked around sipping wine with the death eaters as Draco introduced the many people that Hermione had fought against over the years. The Parkinsons seemed to shoot extremely nasty glares her way, but Hermione just let them roll off her back as she was used to Pansy doing it. She was introduced formally to both LeStranges, the Crabbe family, and the Goyles in turn because neither family was far away from the other for long. The Macnair's were very nice to her and pledged their ultimate loyalties to both Hermione and Draco and to her father. Even Professor Snape was there talking to Lucius and her father. "My lord," Severus started, "The vetariserum you requested," he said handing Voldemort the vials, "The one for Hermione sir, is especially strong. I thought you might want to make sure there was no possible way she could fight it."
"Thank you Severus, that will be all," Tom said, "Lucius, bring my daughter ths flute of champagne," he said pouring the vertariserum into it, "And then send her over to me." He began to pour the other vial into another glass, "And have Narcissa and Rhiannon bring this to Severus. He wouldn't suspect old friends."
AN: Ok ok ok, there was some fluff. Also the introduction of Bellatrix, the death eater that I love to hate for killing Sirius cuz I loved Sirius. Anyway... Next Chapter : The Total Truth...