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Summary: The day that Hermione is to leave for Hogwarts after Christmas
Break, she finds that her Father was murdered by Voldermort. Will she fall
in love with the man who will kill her Father in the future or will revenge
always be playing around in the back of her mind?
It was my last day at home before I had to leave for Hogwarts later on that day. I had gone out with my friends to see a movie one last time before I was to leave for the Hogwarts Express. I hugged my friends tightly and told them that I'd see them again in the summer. With that said I walked home slowly, wanting to savor the beautiful December afternoon with snow lined up all along the streets, looking as if the world was painted white. Beautiful Christmas decorations, with the bright colorful lights, angel perched up on windows, and a couple Santas here and there in front of yards.
I got back home and noticed there were two cars parked in the driveway instead of my parents' usual one. I looked closer at the other car and realized that it was Uncle Robert's silver mini-van with the "My child made it on the honor roll" bumper sticker. Seeing that it was my favorite uncle's car, I happily bounded into the house with a smile on my face. Uncle Robert was the only person in my family besides my parents that knew that I was a witch. He never thought that I was a freak or anything when he found out; instead he found it fascinating and cool that I was a witch. That's why I loved him so much, each time I came back he always asked me about how I was and if school was treating me well and stuff like that. He was only a couple years older than me, and I could really talk to him about everything. Maybe that was another reason why he's my favorite relatives.
I expected Uncle Robert to came and embrace me with one of his great big bear hugs, but instead I was met with dead silence, the kind that just makes you know immediately that something is horribly wrong. I stared up at Uncle Robert's face and noticed that his usual happy bright eyes were not twinkling. All they held was sadness rite now. His face was grim, not a trace of a smile lay anywhere. I saw Mother's face, her face looked so sad. I had never seen her like this before; her usual smile was nowhere to be found. Her eyes, they held so much pain in them and were red and puffy from crying, but why would she cry?
I looked around the room once more, and then all of a sudden I noticed something missing. "Where's Daddy?" I asked to nobody in particular, as I heard my voice slowly trembling.
I saw my Mother's eyes began to fill up with tears again, and then all of a sudden I knew what was wrong. Yet I refused to believe. I too, could feel tears beginning to form up in my eyes, but I blinked them quickly away. "No, this can't be right. No, this is all a big huge misunderstanding, something's wrong, but it has absolutely nothing to do with Daddy.NOTHING."
"Listen to me Hermione, I know this is hard for you to believe but your Father is gone now. There's nothing you can do about it right now. Your Father was murdered."
Murdered.gone..the words echoed in my mind a couple more times before I fully took in what he had said.
"Daddy would NEVER leave me and Mommy like that! Don't you dare say that again! He is NOT GONE!!! I'm dreaming! Any moment now, I'm going to wake up, I'm going to see Daddy again and I'll know that none of this has ever happened." The tears were now pouring freely down my face and my body shook from the sobs that escaped from me.
I placed my arms around myself and tried to restrain myself from shaking. I kneeled down on the floor and just cried. Slowly I felt Mother's arms wrap around me and I began to cry with Mother.
"What happened Mommy? Who would kill Daddy? Nobody hates him, everybody loves him. Why would anyone want to murder Daddy?"
But then the answer came to me, just as quickly as I had asked the question. It was Voldermort, it was him. He killed my Father. He was already coming back to power so quickly, and he knew that I was one of Harry's closest friends.
"It was him wasn't it, he killed Daddy."
Slowly, I began to see the world go in and out of focus. I felt my head spinning, "Daddy." I whispered, right before I heard something like glass breaking, and then the world went black.
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I slowly opened up my eyes, and I saw the world spinning around me. I shook my head, trying to wake myself up. I looked around, and realized that I was on the Hogwarts Express. I wonder how I got here. I stood up quickly, trying to figure out what in the world was happening, when I realized that I was too weak, and I began to fall again. Suddenly, I felt strong arms catch onto me, right before I was to fall. I looked up into deep, dark blue eyes. Someone I had never seen before throughout all 6 years that I was at Hogwarts.
I tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but he kept a strong hold onto me. "Come now, you don't want to fall again now do you?"
I gave up, and allowed for him to drag back to a seat where he sat down. I expected him to let go of me, since we were now sitting and I wouldn't be able to fall anyways. But instead he kept a tight hold onto me. I glared at him, only to see him respond by laughing lightly at me. "Who are you anyways?" I asked him angrily.
"I think that the question is more who you are. I've never once seen you before here and this is already my seventh year. Besides you aren't even wearing the Hogwarts robes."
I began to panic again, this was my seventh year too, and how could this be possible? This isn't right; I knew something was wrong when I woke up on the train. "Shoot," I muttered under my breath.
"But since I am such a nice person, I'll tell you my name anyways. It's Tom Riddle."
This time I really panicked, Tom Riddle. No, I couldn't have gone back in time to when he was in school! He's going to be a psycho lunatic that goes around murdering innocent people when he grows up! Murdering.all of a sudden I remembered again. It's him; he's the bastard that's going to kill my Father.
His voice interrupted my thoughts once again, "So who are you?"
"Hermione Grange," lied when I realized I was about to tell the evil bastard my real name. "I'm a new student here, just transferred from another school."
"Grange, what a weird last name, are you a pureblood?"
I knew that Tom hated muggleborns, and I wanted to get as far away from this guy as possible, so I told him the truth on that one. I expected him to leave right away when he heard that I wasn't pureblood but yet he still stayed, with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist.
"Why don't you take your hands off of me so I could get off of your lap? How's that sound?"
"No, I actually enjoy your presence."
"Oh, so now all of a sudden you're in love with me right? After you've barely even known me for ten minutes, you've fallen deeply in love with me." I said to him sarcastically while glaring at him.
Except this time, instead of laughing at me, he kissed me. This time I began to desperately try and wriggle out of his grasp, but he kept his hold tight on me. Soon I found myself kissing him back.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~**~ A/N: Ok tell me what you think about it. Leave a Review please! And it's going to get better later on!!!!!!
It was my last day at home before I had to leave for Hogwarts later on that day. I had gone out with my friends to see a movie one last time before I was to leave for the Hogwarts Express. I hugged my friends tightly and told them that I'd see them again in the summer. With that said I walked home slowly, wanting to savor the beautiful December afternoon with snow lined up all along the streets, looking as if the world was painted white. Beautiful Christmas decorations, with the bright colorful lights, angel perched up on windows, and a couple Santas here and there in front of yards.
I got back home and noticed there were two cars parked in the driveway instead of my parents' usual one. I looked closer at the other car and realized that it was Uncle Robert's silver mini-van with the "My child made it on the honor roll" bumper sticker. Seeing that it was my favorite uncle's car, I happily bounded into the house with a smile on my face. Uncle Robert was the only person in my family besides my parents that knew that I was a witch. He never thought that I was a freak or anything when he found out; instead he found it fascinating and cool that I was a witch. That's why I loved him so much, each time I came back he always asked me about how I was and if school was treating me well and stuff like that. He was only a couple years older than me, and I could really talk to him about everything. Maybe that was another reason why he's my favorite relatives.
I expected Uncle Robert to came and embrace me with one of his great big bear hugs, but instead I was met with dead silence, the kind that just makes you know immediately that something is horribly wrong. I stared up at Uncle Robert's face and noticed that his usual happy bright eyes were not twinkling. All they held was sadness rite now. His face was grim, not a trace of a smile lay anywhere. I saw Mother's face, her face looked so sad. I had never seen her like this before; her usual smile was nowhere to be found. Her eyes, they held so much pain in them and were red and puffy from crying, but why would she cry?
I looked around the room once more, and then all of a sudden I noticed something missing. "Where's Daddy?" I asked to nobody in particular, as I heard my voice slowly trembling.
I saw my Mother's eyes began to fill up with tears again, and then all of a sudden I knew what was wrong. Yet I refused to believe. I too, could feel tears beginning to form up in my eyes, but I blinked them quickly away. "No, this can't be right. No, this is all a big huge misunderstanding, something's wrong, but it has absolutely nothing to do with Daddy.NOTHING."
"Listen to me Hermione, I know this is hard for you to believe but your Father is gone now. There's nothing you can do about it right now. Your Father was murdered."
Murdered.gone..the words echoed in my mind a couple more times before I fully took in what he had said.
"Daddy would NEVER leave me and Mommy like that! Don't you dare say that again! He is NOT GONE!!! I'm dreaming! Any moment now, I'm going to wake up, I'm going to see Daddy again and I'll know that none of this has ever happened." The tears were now pouring freely down my face and my body shook from the sobs that escaped from me.
I placed my arms around myself and tried to restrain myself from shaking. I kneeled down on the floor and just cried. Slowly I felt Mother's arms wrap around me and I began to cry with Mother.
"What happened Mommy? Who would kill Daddy? Nobody hates him, everybody loves him. Why would anyone want to murder Daddy?"
But then the answer came to me, just as quickly as I had asked the question. It was Voldermort, it was him. He killed my Father. He was already coming back to power so quickly, and he knew that I was one of Harry's closest friends.
"It was him wasn't it, he killed Daddy."
Slowly, I began to see the world go in and out of focus. I felt my head spinning, "Daddy." I whispered, right before I heard something like glass breaking, and then the world went black.
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I slowly opened up my eyes, and I saw the world spinning around me. I shook my head, trying to wake myself up. I looked around, and realized that I was on the Hogwarts Express. I wonder how I got here. I stood up quickly, trying to figure out what in the world was happening, when I realized that I was too weak, and I began to fall again. Suddenly, I felt strong arms catch onto me, right before I was to fall. I looked up into deep, dark blue eyes. Someone I had never seen before throughout all 6 years that I was at Hogwarts.
I tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but he kept a strong hold onto me. "Come now, you don't want to fall again now do you?"
I gave up, and allowed for him to drag back to a seat where he sat down. I expected him to let go of me, since we were now sitting and I wouldn't be able to fall anyways. But instead he kept a tight hold onto me. I glared at him, only to see him respond by laughing lightly at me. "Who are you anyways?" I asked him angrily.
"I think that the question is more who you are. I've never once seen you before here and this is already my seventh year. Besides you aren't even wearing the Hogwarts robes."
I began to panic again, this was my seventh year too, and how could this be possible? This isn't right; I knew something was wrong when I woke up on the train. "Shoot," I muttered under my breath.
"But since I am such a nice person, I'll tell you my name anyways. It's Tom Riddle."
This time I really panicked, Tom Riddle. No, I couldn't have gone back in time to when he was in school! He's going to be a psycho lunatic that goes around murdering innocent people when he grows up! Murdering.all of a sudden I remembered again. It's him; he's the bastard that's going to kill my Father.
His voice interrupted my thoughts once again, "So who are you?"
"Hermione Grange," lied when I realized I was about to tell the evil bastard my real name. "I'm a new student here, just transferred from another school."
"Grange, what a weird last name, are you a pureblood?"
I knew that Tom hated muggleborns, and I wanted to get as far away from this guy as possible, so I told him the truth on that one. I expected him to leave right away when he heard that I wasn't pureblood but yet he still stayed, with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist.
"Why don't you take your hands off of me so I could get off of your lap? How's that sound?"
"No, I actually enjoy your presence."
"Oh, so now all of a sudden you're in love with me right? After you've barely even known me for ten minutes, you've fallen deeply in love with me." I said to him sarcastically while glaring at him.
Except this time, instead of laughing at me, he kissed me. This time I began to desperately try and wriggle out of his grasp, but he kept his hold tight on me. Soon I found myself kissing him back.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~**~ A/N: Ok tell me what you think about it. Leave a Review please! And it's going to get better later on!!!!!!