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Trapped?
Hermione looked up after some time, into the darkness of the night that sat just beyond her window. She had been sitting on her knees on a hard floor crying like some lesser being that needed rescuing.
With a face of grim determination, Hermione rose and straightened the folds of her dress out around her. If there was one person who did not need rescuing, it was Hermione Granger.
There were millions of ways she could handle this situation, she only had to think of one. What would Harry have done in this situation? Probably blast the nearest Death Eater's head off without a semblance of a plan; he always had been good on his toes.
But Hermione? No, she needed an idea at least, some direction that would start her on the right foot.
Escape was out of the question; she could feel the energy emanating from the wards that surrounded the room and knew very well that even if she could break the spells, it would take most of her energy.
Well, killing off her friends one by one had never been in the running to begin with, so she figured that she ought to toss that one out of the race for good.
She couldn't very well be bound to the embodiment of evil for the rest of her life either could she? And the thought of having relations with one as revolting as Voldemort was nauseating. There was no way she could bring herself to do that, was there? Or..... was there?
As Hermione looked in the vintage mirror, the door slowly opened revealing the Dark Lord himself. Resisting the urge to tremble with fear, Hermione held her own and met the gaze of his red eyes in the mirror.
It wasn't until the door began to shut that he spoke. "Good evening child."
"Is it?" Hermione snapped back in a nonchalant low tone, "I didn't notice."
The evil mage chortled apparently approving of Hermione's wry humor. "I trust you find your accommodations comfortable?"
"Quite," was her short reply.
"And you have been informed about the terms of your stay?"
"Absolutely," her tone had taken a noticeably low quality with just a stitch of danger thrown in.
"Then shall we get down to business?" the dark man inquired.
"We shall."
"I do believe you have a choice to make am I right darling?" His finger brushed the bare top of Hermione's shoulder forcing her to resist the temptation of pulling away. "Will we be doing away with one of you friends tonight?"
"No," she hoped her voice sounded more certain than her insides felt. Based off the Dark Lord's response, it had.
"No? Do you mean to tell me that you choose to carry my child?"
A sly smile spread across the young woman's face. "Our child." She moved closer to the Dark Lord and offered her hand in the direction of the bed. "I might be young sir, but I am neither naïve or stupid."
"Intriguing."
"I know you care nothing for me or my looks, and unless I am wrong the act of copulation means little to a man of your agenda also."
"Go on," the evil man encouraged sitting down on the bed next to the young witch who was astounding him at the moment.
"Well, it isn't about the looks or the sex, it is about the power. One offer makes me seem like I have joined your ranks and puts me on the bottom of the list for both sides. This option makes me mother of the most powerful wizard alive. Sure it will be a lonely life, but a lonely life with many options."
"A conniving mind, even better than I hoped for, and so quick to turn on your friends too."
Hermione laughed from deep in her throat. "It is all a game, sir, and I have just been dealt a winning hand. It's every mage for himself in this world, I thought you knew that."
The man laughed.
"I just can't believe the opportunity. And you thought I wouldn't take it. Although I must say I suppose I was as mistaken about you as you were about me."
"Indeed?" "Oh yes, I..... I'm not talking too much am I? It is one of my faults."
"No, no, continue."
"Well, what I was saying is that every child hears the name Voldemort and thinks of the end all in power. People shiver at the mere allusion to the name. To hear that one so great thought his own power undermined enough to need an heir well, I was shocked."
"Come again?"
"I just never thought that you were one that liked to share your toys if you know what I mean?"
"Yes, yes go on."
"Well I just never imagined that you would pass on a throne and have to worry about a son being raised to take over all that you have done. It just seemed so different than the plans that you have come up with in the past. It just seemed to be the only thing you have done that would split you power instead of increase it."
"Yes, well....." Voldemort began to think of how the idea came to him in the first place. Surely he neither desired a child or the sex of some attractive young girl. This idea had been instigated! But by whom? Lucius! That blond had been seeming pretty overzealous lately. He wouldn't be surprised if this was a ploy to be able to seize the throne himself! Why did he not see this sooner?
The answer of course was an easy one, his mind became more and more clouded by age. No, he did not need a child, he needed to return to his lab and do more work on his experiments. But not until after Lucius paid! Why would one who plans on living out eternity need an heir?
The brunette on the bed was still speaking.
"Silence!" She immediately stopped. "I have had quite enough of your babble for one evening. We will continue this later."
The Dark Lord left the chamber and Hermione was relieved that her plan to buy some time had worked.
Later that night, as she was trying to sleep, screams filled the old castle, screams of endless pain, waking Hermione from her dreams.
Severus Snape and Harry Potter were standing at the edge of the woods looking at the huge castle; it was quite unlike anything Harry had ever imagined.
They had gone straight there after dropping Elizabeth off at the Burrow with a "We'll explain later." Severus it seemed had one thing on his mind, and one thing alone.
Harry looked at the man next to him. It must have been some long road that he and Hermione traveled to get here. Severus was a man who had lost in the past and was obviously not willing to lose again.
Harry looked from Severus to the direction where his eyes were pointed.
"There," he said, that one word nothing more.
Harry had glimpsed the one window that still seemed bright. "But how....."
But before the young man could finish his sentence, the elder man had begun to change shape. A bat now flapped before him.
Harry smirked thinking of times when he had heard Dumbledore refer to Snape as an 'old bat' quite affectionately and felt as if he were being let in on some secret.
"Right then," Harry started, "But how do I get in?"
Severus looked towards the front door.
"A diversion then?"
The bat nodded as well as a bat could nod, and Harry nodded in response.
"Have at it then."
With Harry's parting words, the bat flew off, and Harry knew it was time to start across the open space leading to the door of the castle.
Finally the screams stopped and Hermione laid her head back on her pillow. It was hard enough to get sleep in such a creepy old Death Eater filled place without the screams invading her mind as well.
It was after the absence of this distraction that she noticed an abnormal presence in the room. Odd, nothing should have been able to get in. She waited nervously as a small bat flew to her bedside and felt silly at first, before remember the great many object that were not as they appeared in this world.
Hermione pointed her wand at the bat, "Show yourself!"
The bat began to twist and change obeying its command making Hermione feel slightly better. It wasn't long after the bat stopped transforming that she found herself in the arms of he beloved.
"But how? He said that no one could break the wards unless....." It was that unless that held the key. "Oh Severus."
He held on to his girl for a moment before coming back to his practical mind. "Come now, there will be time for that later."
"Yes," Hermione agreed blushing; how could she be so silly? Now was time for escape.
"Have you been practicing you animagus work?"
"Y-yes," Hermione replied uncertainly. She was nowhere near being able to transform on her own.
"Good,"
"But I....."
"I know, you can't do it yet, but I can help. The two of us together will be able to turn you. It will make you less conspiciuous."
Hermione nodded. "What should I do."
"Stand here, and relax." He waited for Hermione to do as instructed. "Now, envision yourself as the animal."
After a few moments of waiting for Hermione to get set in her image, he began to speak again, "Now, do what you would usually do."
When he saw her lips begin moving he began to mutter the incantation himself. And the spell worked wonderfully. In no time Hermione had sunk to the floor in the shape of a fox, a very aesthetic purely white fox with dark chocolate eyes.
"Very nice," he said amused while the fox affectionately brushed up against his leg. "Follow my lead then, and remember to stick to small places where you can hide easily."
Then, Severus moved to the door and muttered some dark working of magic and finally pulled the door ajar. "I am going to transform now, I want you to push the door closed once we get out.
The white fox nodded and they were on their way.
Harry crept up to the door; he needed to be a distraction, but be too much of a distraction and he would obviously be a distraction. He needed for them to believe that he was really here on his own.
He began trying to break through the wards on the front door only to realize that it was of little use, he wasn't going to be able to break through.
Suddenly, the door slid open, revealing a tall figure in a full cloak and hood. "Well lookie what we have here!"
Binds shot out of the end of the figure's wand, and Harry was pulled through the door.
Hermione followed the Snape-bat through the castle; it was a tall and winding building and she would have never been able to find her way on her own.
Footsteps!
She turned and ducked into a dark corner understanding why the fox disguise was important. This way she could go easily unseen and disappear in dark places.
As the footsteps began to recede, they started on their way again.
Harry looked around him as he was brought into a circular room, the parameter entirely covered with Death Eaters. At the head of the room, a menacing man sat atop a crumbling throne.
"So glad you could make it today."
Harry struggled against his binds.
"How did you ever find our little hideaway?"
Harry realized that he was not supposed to answer when he felt the Dark Lord enter his mind. Thinking fast, Harry block his memories as best he could.
Voldemort laughed. "Good show. Unfortunately, an eighteen year old wizard is no match for the powers in this room."
Harry looked around wondering how on earth he was going to challenge this doom.
Alright, this one came in much better timing wouldn't you agree?
Okay, we have AP physics tomorrow and then AP Gov on Wednesday. Then I will be don't with all 5 stupid exams! And then done with high school. Woot!
Try this site, it is fun. You are a vampire and you go around and drink people's blood. Let's say I became easily copy and paste it to your browser and check it out.
THANK YOU FOR ALL WHO READ THIS STORY AND KEEP MY CREATIVE JUICES FLOWING! LOVE YOU GUYS!
Atiannala
Trapped?
Hermione looked up after some time, into the darkness of the night that sat just beyond her window. She had been sitting on her knees on a hard floor crying like some lesser being that needed rescuing.
With a face of grim determination, Hermione rose and straightened the folds of her dress out around her. If there was one person who did not need rescuing, it was Hermione Granger.
There were millions of ways she could handle this situation, she only had to think of one. What would Harry have done in this situation? Probably blast the nearest Death Eater's head off without a semblance of a plan; he always had been good on his toes.
But Hermione? No, she needed an idea at least, some direction that would start her on the right foot.
Escape was out of the question; she could feel the energy emanating from the wards that surrounded the room and knew very well that even if she could break the spells, it would take most of her energy.
Well, killing off her friends one by one had never been in the running to begin with, so she figured that she ought to toss that one out of the race for good.
She couldn't very well be bound to the embodiment of evil for the rest of her life either could she? And the thought of having relations with one as revolting as Voldemort was nauseating. There was no way she could bring herself to do that, was there? Or..... was there?
As Hermione looked in the vintage mirror, the door slowly opened revealing the Dark Lord himself. Resisting the urge to tremble with fear, Hermione held her own and met the gaze of his red eyes in the mirror.
It wasn't until the door began to shut that he spoke. "Good evening child."
"Is it?" Hermione snapped back in a nonchalant low tone, "I didn't notice."
The evil mage chortled apparently approving of Hermione's wry humor. "I trust you find your accommodations comfortable?"
"Quite," was her short reply.
"And you have been informed about the terms of your stay?"
"Absolutely," her tone had taken a noticeably low quality with just a stitch of danger thrown in.
"Then shall we get down to business?" the dark man inquired.
"We shall."
"I do believe you have a choice to make am I right darling?" His finger brushed the bare top of Hermione's shoulder forcing her to resist the temptation of pulling away. "Will we be doing away with one of you friends tonight?"
"No," she hoped her voice sounded more certain than her insides felt. Based off the Dark Lord's response, it had.
"No? Do you mean to tell me that you choose to carry my child?"
A sly smile spread across the young woman's face. "Our child." She moved closer to the Dark Lord and offered her hand in the direction of the bed. "I might be young sir, but I am neither naïve or stupid."
"Intriguing."
"I know you care nothing for me or my looks, and unless I am wrong the act of copulation means little to a man of your agenda also."
"Go on," the evil man encouraged sitting down on the bed next to the young witch who was astounding him at the moment.
"Well, it isn't about the looks or the sex, it is about the power. One offer makes me seem like I have joined your ranks and puts me on the bottom of the list for both sides. This option makes me mother of the most powerful wizard alive. Sure it will be a lonely life, but a lonely life with many options."
"A conniving mind, even better than I hoped for, and so quick to turn on your friends too."
Hermione laughed from deep in her throat. "It is all a game, sir, and I have just been dealt a winning hand. It's every mage for himself in this world, I thought you knew that."
The man laughed.
"I just can't believe the opportunity. And you thought I wouldn't take it. Although I must say I suppose I was as mistaken about you as you were about me."
"Indeed?" "Oh yes, I..... I'm not talking too much am I? It is one of my faults."
"No, no, continue."
"Well, what I was saying is that every child hears the name Voldemort and thinks of the end all in power. People shiver at the mere allusion to the name. To hear that one so great thought his own power undermined enough to need an heir well, I was shocked."
"Come again?"
"I just never thought that you were one that liked to share your toys if you know what I mean?"
"Yes, yes go on."
"Well I just never imagined that you would pass on a throne and have to worry about a son being raised to take over all that you have done. It just seemed so different than the plans that you have come up with in the past. It just seemed to be the only thing you have done that would split you power instead of increase it."
"Yes, well....." Voldemort began to think of how the idea came to him in the first place. Surely he neither desired a child or the sex of some attractive young girl. This idea had been instigated! But by whom? Lucius! That blond had been seeming pretty overzealous lately. He wouldn't be surprised if this was a ploy to be able to seize the throne himself! Why did he not see this sooner?
The answer of course was an easy one, his mind became more and more clouded by age. No, he did not need a child, he needed to return to his lab and do more work on his experiments. But not until after Lucius paid! Why would one who plans on living out eternity need an heir?
The brunette on the bed was still speaking.
"Silence!" She immediately stopped. "I have had quite enough of your babble for one evening. We will continue this later."
The Dark Lord left the chamber and Hermione was relieved that her plan to buy some time had worked.
Later that night, as she was trying to sleep, screams filled the old castle, screams of endless pain, waking Hermione from her dreams.
Severus Snape and Harry Potter were standing at the edge of the woods looking at the huge castle; it was quite unlike anything Harry had ever imagined.
They had gone straight there after dropping Elizabeth off at the Burrow with a "We'll explain later." Severus it seemed had one thing on his mind, and one thing alone.
Harry looked at the man next to him. It must have been some long road that he and Hermione traveled to get here. Severus was a man who had lost in the past and was obviously not willing to lose again.
Harry looked from Severus to the direction where his eyes were pointed.
"There," he said, that one word nothing more.
Harry had glimpsed the one window that still seemed bright. "But how....."
But before the young man could finish his sentence, the elder man had begun to change shape. A bat now flapped before him.
Harry smirked thinking of times when he had heard Dumbledore refer to Snape as an 'old bat' quite affectionately and felt as if he were being let in on some secret.
"Right then," Harry started, "But how do I get in?"
Severus looked towards the front door.
"A diversion then?"
The bat nodded as well as a bat could nod, and Harry nodded in response.
"Have at it then."
With Harry's parting words, the bat flew off, and Harry knew it was time to start across the open space leading to the door of the castle.
Finally the screams stopped and Hermione laid her head back on her pillow. It was hard enough to get sleep in such a creepy old Death Eater filled place without the screams invading her mind as well.
It was after the absence of this distraction that she noticed an abnormal presence in the room. Odd, nothing should have been able to get in. She waited nervously as a small bat flew to her bedside and felt silly at first, before remember the great many object that were not as they appeared in this world.
Hermione pointed her wand at the bat, "Show yourself!"
The bat began to twist and change obeying its command making Hermione feel slightly better. It wasn't long after the bat stopped transforming that she found herself in the arms of he beloved.
"But how? He said that no one could break the wards unless....." It was that unless that held the key. "Oh Severus."
He held on to his girl for a moment before coming back to his practical mind. "Come now, there will be time for that later."
"Yes," Hermione agreed blushing; how could she be so silly? Now was time for escape.
"Have you been practicing you animagus work?"
"Y-yes," Hermione replied uncertainly. She was nowhere near being able to transform on her own.
"Good,"
"But I....."
"I know, you can't do it yet, but I can help. The two of us together will be able to turn you. It will make you less conspiciuous."
Hermione nodded. "What should I do."
"Stand here, and relax." He waited for Hermione to do as instructed. "Now, envision yourself as the animal."
After a few moments of waiting for Hermione to get set in her image, he began to speak again, "Now, do what you would usually do."
When he saw her lips begin moving he began to mutter the incantation himself. And the spell worked wonderfully. In no time Hermione had sunk to the floor in the shape of a fox, a very aesthetic purely white fox with dark chocolate eyes.
"Very nice," he said amused while the fox affectionately brushed up against his leg. "Follow my lead then, and remember to stick to small places where you can hide easily."
Then, Severus moved to the door and muttered some dark working of magic and finally pulled the door ajar. "I am going to transform now, I want you to push the door closed once we get out.
The white fox nodded and they were on their way.
Harry crept up to the door; he needed to be a distraction, but be too much of a distraction and he would obviously be a distraction. He needed for them to believe that he was really here on his own.
He began trying to break through the wards on the front door only to realize that it was of little use, he wasn't going to be able to break through.
Suddenly, the door slid open, revealing a tall figure in a full cloak and hood. "Well lookie what we have here!"
Binds shot out of the end of the figure's wand, and Harry was pulled through the door.
Hermione followed the Snape-bat through the castle; it was a tall and winding building and she would have never been able to find her way on her own.
Footsteps!
She turned and ducked into a dark corner understanding why the fox disguise was important. This way she could go easily unseen and disappear in dark places.
As the footsteps began to recede, they started on their way again.
Harry looked around him as he was brought into a circular room, the parameter entirely covered with Death Eaters. At the head of the room, a menacing man sat atop a crumbling throne.
"So glad you could make it today."
Harry struggled against his binds.
"How did you ever find our little hideaway?"
Harry realized that he was not supposed to answer when he felt the Dark Lord enter his mind. Thinking fast, Harry block his memories as best he could.
Voldemort laughed. "Good show. Unfortunately, an eighteen year old wizard is no match for the powers in this room."
Harry looked around wondering how on earth he was going to challenge this doom.
Alright, this one came in much better timing wouldn't you agree?
Okay, we have AP physics tomorrow and then AP Gov on Wednesday. Then I will be don't with all 5 stupid exams! And then done with high school. Woot!
Try this site, it is fun. You are a vampire and you go around and drink people's blood. Let's say I became easily copy and paste it to your browser and check it out.
THANK YOU FOR ALL WHO READ THIS STORY AND KEEP MY CREATIVE JUICES FLOWING! LOVE YOU GUYS!
Atiannala