The uncovered Alisha bolted up the stairs, followed closely by a furious Snape. Severus' long legs allowed him to catch up in the corridor of both their living quarters. Severus grabbed Alisha's head an smashed it into the stone wall. She crumpled. What a fool he'd been; know he knew it was obvious. She hadn't even used a spell to conceal her looks. She hadn't even changed in five years, so why hadn't he noticed. What was she doing here? Hermione's bully. It had taken him all his strength not to kill her then. Her cackle interrupted his thoughts. Wiping the blood from her lip she starred him down.
"Why?" He questioned towering above her.
"Why not?" She replied, picking her self gingerly up from the floor. They were feet away from her door. "It was fun."
"You're working for him?!" Severus pinned her to the wall. "You're working for that snake?"
"I don't work for anyone. This is pure vengeance. An eye, for an eye. Only I'm taking two instead of one." Alisha cocked her head to the side. "Hermione will be blind."
"Andromeda!" Severus opened Alisha's door. It was empty, showing signs of struggle. Thank god there was no evidence of blood, Severus thought. Frantically searching all the rooms. Alisha laughed. Entering her room, making her way to the fireplace. "Revenge for what?" Severus asked tears welling up in his eyes.
"Ask your wife! Oh, sorry. You signed the divorce papers, didn't you?" Alisha chuckled. Severus' legs buckled. "You fell for it. Hook, line and sinker. She's been faithful." Alisha knelt to hiss into his ear. "Up to the point where she almost castrated dear Oliver." Severus was too weak to stop her from kissing him. "You see, I've known all along she'd been faithful. It was your own weakness that prevented you from seeing it. All you had to do was question the evidence."
"You hurt a hair on my daughters head-"
"You'll what? When your beloved mudblood wakes up, you'll be dead. She'll kill you. After what she's been through. She'll want to kill you."
"What has she been through?" Severus questioned as the blonde woman made her way to the fire. She grabbed floo powder. Went to throw it into the fire, she turned to talk to Severus.
"The only fate worse than Azakaban." With a flash she was gone. Severus was so much remorse than he didn't even notice the two figures Alisha had been replaced with. An eye for an eye, but she was taking two instead of one. Hermione had been pregnant, he remembered. Had she lost the child?
.....Sat in a shady inn on Christmas Eve was not Hermione's idea of fun. It didn't improve matters that it was an unused shady inn with only Oliver Wood as company. Oliver poked the dying fire, the only source of light, and returned to the rug beside Hermione. She had her feet as close to the fire as she could them. Their trek across Alaska had given them both frostbite. Hermione had caught hers quickly, however Oliver's quidditch career was over if they couldn't get home soon. As Oliver had reminded Hermione every five minutes since they arrived at the Inn.
Soaking in the warmth, Hermione sighed contently. The thought of seeing Severus in a matter of days was enough to keep her happy. She wished she hadn't left with such a cold air between them. However if it wasn't for her leaving they wouldn't be having another child. Hermione thought lovingly patting her swollen stomach. Oliver had noticed.
"Severus is a lucky man." Oliver nodded. Hermione snarled at him, how she had had such a superficial crush on the man beside her. The Hermione five years her junior would have killed to be in her shoes. All Hermione saw now was a washed up quidditch player who she was growing to loath. In the time they had spent together they had the total of zero intelligent conversations. They only conversation that came close to intelligent was Oliver's recollection... Actually, Hermione thought. That wasn't very intelligent, to talk about the goblin riots in front of a room full of them. It was even worse for him to have said that they should have all been obliterated. She had been lost in her thoughts for at least a minute. She would have to at least attempt to engage in the conversation;
"No, I'm lucky one. He's a very good father. He's an extremely good friend." Oliver scoffed. How could she have even thought she loved the man who scoffed her taste in men. However, hadn't Severus done the same. Hermione thought. Severus however had been jealous, Hermione reasoned. "He's not that man remember Oliver. That was a man seeking redemption. A man who needed to be forgiven, but no one would. I did. I saw him as my equal, and he treated me as his because of it."
"Still think you could do better." Oliver answered turning on his side, facing Hermione. "You are a great witch who has potential. Wasted by being the wife of a death eater."
"Ex-death eater." Hermione corrected. The bile in her stomach churning. Her morning sickness. She breathed through it and returned her attention to Oliver.
"You can still do better." He leaned in to kiss her. She laughed in her face.
"You are- Pathetic. There is no other word to describe you." Hermione couldn't stop laughing. "You realise, Severus is jealous of you. And there is really no need to be. Even if I didn't have Severus, which I do and I'm proud to have the ability to call myself his wife, I wouldn't lower myself to be the wife of a jumped up broom b-" Hermione stopped mid rant. acid making it's way up from her stomach.
"Oh, don't hold back or anything!" Oliver ignored the distress clearly on Hermione's face. She ran from the fire in search of a bathroom.
Up on the first floor Hermione found a bathroom. Of course by which time, there was no more acid left in her stomach. A globe of light was cupped in her hand as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was in dire need of sleep. She placed the globe on the ledge above the sink as she ran the cold water. This baby was reeking havoc with her body. With Andromeda she had had a week of morning sickness and a slight aversion for Severus' morning coffee. However this time she had sickness morning, noon and night, and it had started a month into her pregnancy. She couldn't abide chocolate, any kind of meat or even bread. So she had been left nothing but dairy, rice and pasta. She was now worried what kind of personality her son would have. Andromeda was a simple pregnancy, and she was a simple child. Her son, she wanted to name him after her father but she would have to speak to Severus first, was becoming a thorn in her side. How would that reflect in his waking life?
Hermione made herself a new globe of light as she descended down the stairs to the main bar where Oliver was. Something made Hermione stop. The dim light of the fire was flickering green and she could hear heavy breathing. Opening the door, Hermione's blood ran cold. Oliver had been captured, a silver blade flickered across his throat.
"Alisha?!" Hermione questioned as the blonde girl applied pressure to the man's throat, killing him instantly. His pleading and helpless eyes boring into Hermione would haunt her for years to come. The blonde woman bowed in recognition. "What do you want? Where are the other two?"
"This has nothing to do with them." Alisha was a hairs breath away from Hermione. She grabbed Hermione's stomach.
"It's you who've been at the castle. You're the mole." Hermione realised. She had stopped corresponding with Severus in November when she had heard a rumour that a spy was within the walls of Hogwarts. Hermione had also known of her arrival at Hogwarts from a letter Andromeda had sent her in secret. "You've been flirting with my husband. Thought you thought he was nothing more than an over grown bat-"
"This is nothing to do with him. He's just an means to an end. It's you I'm after." Alisha dug her nails into Hermione's stomach, causing her great pain. Alisha had poison on her nails.
"Rebecca." Hermione fell to the floor. She was here for revenge for Rebecca. "I'm sorry I killed your teacher-"
"She wasn't my teacher. She was my mother!" Alisha picked up Hermione. "And you need to pay for killing my mother. An eye for an eye." Alisha pulled her to the fire. "By the time you come back from where I send you, which I need to tell you; It may take years." Alisha smiled. "Andromeda will be dead. The baby inside you, is dead! You took away my mother. I will take away your motherhood." Alisha threw her into the green fire. "Off to Ocularis with you."
"You did what?!" Alisha screamed at her master once she had returned to him in France, glad to be away from Hogwarts. Her master sat upon a stone in a redundant cave. He had been descovered many times when he had sheltered in redundant homes. Here, he was safe. "You sent her back?" Her eyes glowed with anger.
"I could not have her here. I still have the prophesy to consider." Voldermort reasoned growing stronger everyday. "You have her here, her parents will come for her-"
"Good!" Alisha screamed, pacing the cave in which Voldermort dwelled.
"You do not understand the importance of the prophesy. The unity of two great houses of Hogwarts will-"
"-You do not understand that Hermione is in no fit shape to fight. And to send her back with HIM! What convinced you to bring him back?" Alisha pulled off her colourful robes to reveal plain and simple black robes.
"It was her wish!" Voldermort answered, angered that one of his minion whould dare question him. That was why he resisted having women with him. If it was possible he had loved the child. It was what had been missing in his life. But was it a child, or a childhood?
"Her wish?! Her wish?" Alisha stood before her master. "You are a fool." She was too close, Voldermort grabbed her by the roots of her hair.
"She asked if she could guess what I would be transforming into. I said I would grant one wish if she guessed correctly. She got it right!" Voldermort explained releasing his cold grip on the woman. "I may be a murderer, but I was not about to break a promise with an innocent child-"
"That child will be your undoing!" Alisha reasoned, knowing Andromeda would tell her parents about the transformation the moment she got home. How had Hermione got out so quickly? To get out and find Albus in that time, that was a great achievement, "She shouldn't be out so soon."
"It's as I expected." Voldermort hissed. "She is a great witch, and I fear her." Alisha scoffed. "You should too. She will forgive Severus, it will be you she will turn to!"
A/N Another filler chapter. Hoped you liked the revelation.
bunnyrabbit228: Hope this was soon enough :-) You'll find out about Ocularis in either chapter 13 or 14. The only clue I'm giving is; it's a pop culture reference to a film called "Thirteen Ghost". Brilliant film with Matthew Lillard and the guy from Galaxy Quest.
MxSRose: alisha is a character from You Had Me From Hello, one of the bullies from New York. Now you can put a face to the character lol.
strega-in-progress: We Hate Hero, I like it. lol.... I'll try not to do any more cliffies. lololol
QueenBonnie: Nooooooooo, it must be me who has fun with the king.... I'll be nice, don't let me stay outside in the Labyrinth. sobs I'm working on a very happy ending. lol
Anarane Anwamane: She will be, Queen Bonnie will kill me otherwise. And I'm sure a few others would too. lol
poetrychik: But who is Hermione going to blame. mwhahahahahahaha
WifeOfSatan: Nope, Ginny isn't dead.
PREVIEW.... Unfortunately there is no preview.... Mainly because chapter 13 isn't written yet. But I do think it will be an explanation of where Hermione has been, and well, how long she's been there. There will also be a chapter coming up that will be dedicated to Severus and Hermione, its not going to go well.... That's all I'm saying. Then we will have another Order meeting before the war begins.
"Why?" He questioned towering above her.
"Why not?" She replied, picking her self gingerly up from the floor. They were feet away from her door. "It was fun."
"You're working for him?!" Severus pinned her to the wall. "You're working for that snake?"
"I don't work for anyone. This is pure vengeance. An eye, for an eye. Only I'm taking two instead of one." Alisha cocked her head to the side. "Hermione will be blind."
"Andromeda!" Severus opened Alisha's door. It was empty, showing signs of struggle. Thank god there was no evidence of blood, Severus thought. Frantically searching all the rooms. Alisha laughed. Entering her room, making her way to the fireplace. "Revenge for what?" Severus asked tears welling up in his eyes.
"Ask your wife! Oh, sorry. You signed the divorce papers, didn't you?" Alisha chuckled. Severus' legs buckled. "You fell for it. Hook, line and sinker. She's been faithful." Alisha knelt to hiss into his ear. "Up to the point where she almost castrated dear Oliver." Severus was too weak to stop her from kissing him. "You see, I've known all along she'd been faithful. It was your own weakness that prevented you from seeing it. All you had to do was question the evidence."
"You hurt a hair on my daughters head-"
"You'll what? When your beloved mudblood wakes up, you'll be dead. She'll kill you. After what she's been through. She'll want to kill you."
"What has she been through?" Severus questioned as the blonde woman made her way to the fire. She grabbed floo powder. Went to throw it into the fire, she turned to talk to Severus.
"The only fate worse than Azakaban." With a flash she was gone. Severus was so much remorse than he didn't even notice the two figures Alisha had been replaced with. An eye for an eye, but she was taking two instead of one. Hermione had been pregnant, he remembered. Had she lost the child?
.....Sat in a shady inn on Christmas Eve was not Hermione's idea of fun. It didn't improve matters that it was an unused shady inn with only Oliver Wood as company. Oliver poked the dying fire, the only source of light, and returned to the rug beside Hermione. She had her feet as close to the fire as she could them. Their trek across Alaska had given them both frostbite. Hermione had caught hers quickly, however Oliver's quidditch career was over if they couldn't get home soon. As Oliver had reminded Hermione every five minutes since they arrived at the Inn.
Soaking in the warmth, Hermione sighed contently. The thought of seeing Severus in a matter of days was enough to keep her happy. She wished she hadn't left with such a cold air between them. However if it wasn't for her leaving they wouldn't be having another child. Hermione thought lovingly patting her swollen stomach. Oliver had noticed.
"Severus is a lucky man." Oliver nodded. Hermione snarled at him, how she had had such a superficial crush on the man beside her. The Hermione five years her junior would have killed to be in her shoes. All Hermione saw now was a washed up quidditch player who she was growing to loath. In the time they had spent together they had the total of zero intelligent conversations. They only conversation that came close to intelligent was Oliver's recollection... Actually, Hermione thought. That wasn't very intelligent, to talk about the goblin riots in front of a room full of them. It was even worse for him to have said that they should have all been obliterated. She had been lost in her thoughts for at least a minute. She would have to at least attempt to engage in the conversation;
"No, I'm lucky one. He's a very good father. He's an extremely good friend." Oliver scoffed. How could she have even thought she loved the man who scoffed her taste in men. However, hadn't Severus done the same. Hermione thought. Severus however had been jealous, Hermione reasoned. "He's not that man remember Oliver. That was a man seeking redemption. A man who needed to be forgiven, but no one would. I did. I saw him as my equal, and he treated me as his because of it."
"Still think you could do better." Oliver answered turning on his side, facing Hermione. "You are a great witch who has potential. Wasted by being the wife of a death eater."
"Ex-death eater." Hermione corrected. The bile in her stomach churning. Her morning sickness. She breathed through it and returned her attention to Oliver.
"You can still do better." He leaned in to kiss her. She laughed in her face.
"You are- Pathetic. There is no other word to describe you." Hermione couldn't stop laughing. "You realise, Severus is jealous of you. And there is really no need to be. Even if I didn't have Severus, which I do and I'm proud to have the ability to call myself his wife, I wouldn't lower myself to be the wife of a jumped up broom b-" Hermione stopped mid rant. acid making it's way up from her stomach.
"Oh, don't hold back or anything!" Oliver ignored the distress clearly on Hermione's face. She ran from the fire in search of a bathroom.
Up on the first floor Hermione found a bathroom. Of course by which time, there was no more acid left in her stomach. A globe of light was cupped in her hand as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was in dire need of sleep. She placed the globe on the ledge above the sink as she ran the cold water. This baby was reeking havoc with her body. With Andromeda she had had a week of morning sickness and a slight aversion for Severus' morning coffee. However this time she had sickness morning, noon and night, and it had started a month into her pregnancy. She couldn't abide chocolate, any kind of meat or even bread. So she had been left nothing but dairy, rice and pasta. She was now worried what kind of personality her son would have. Andromeda was a simple pregnancy, and she was a simple child. Her son, she wanted to name him after her father but she would have to speak to Severus first, was becoming a thorn in her side. How would that reflect in his waking life?
Hermione made herself a new globe of light as she descended down the stairs to the main bar where Oliver was. Something made Hermione stop. The dim light of the fire was flickering green and she could hear heavy breathing. Opening the door, Hermione's blood ran cold. Oliver had been captured, a silver blade flickered across his throat.
"Alisha?!" Hermione questioned as the blonde girl applied pressure to the man's throat, killing him instantly. His pleading and helpless eyes boring into Hermione would haunt her for years to come. The blonde woman bowed in recognition. "What do you want? Where are the other two?"
"This has nothing to do with them." Alisha was a hairs breath away from Hermione. She grabbed Hermione's stomach.
"It's you who've been at the castle. You're the mole." Hermione realised. She had stopped corresponding with Severus in November when she had heard a rumour that a spy was within the walls of Hogwarts. Hermione had also known of her arrival at Hogwarts from a letter Andromeda had sent her in secret. "You've been flirting with my husband. Thought you thought he was nothing more than an over grown bat-"
"This is nothing to do with him. He's just an means to an end. It's you I'm after." Alisha dug her nails into Hermione's stomach, causing her great pain. Alisha had poison on her nails.
"Rebecca." Hermione fell to the floor. She was here for revenge for Rebecca. "I'm sorry I killed your teacher-"
"She wasn't my teacher. She was my mother!" Alisha picked up Hermione. "And you need to pay for killing my mother. An eye for an eye." Alisha pulled her to the fire. "By the time you come back from where I send you, which I need to tell you; It may take years." Alisha smiled. "Andromeda will be dead. The baby inside you, is dead! You took away my mother. I will take away your motherhood." Alisha threw her into the green fire. "Off to Ocularis with you."
"You did what?!" Alisha screamed at her master once she had returned to him in France, glad to be away from Hogwarts. Her master sat upon a stone in a redundant cave. He had been descovered many times when he had sheltered in redundant homes. Here, he was safe. "You sent her back?" Her eyes glowed with anger.
"I could not have her here. I still have the prophesy to consider." Voldermort reasoned growing stronger everyday. "You have her here, her parents will come for her-"
"Good!" Alisha screamed, pacing the cave in which Voldermort dwelled.
"You do not understand the importance of the prophesy. The unity of two great houses of Hogwarts will-"
"-You do not understand that Hermione is in no fit shape to fight. And to send her back with HIM! What convinced you to bring him back?" Alisha pulled off her colourful robes to reveal plain and simple black robes.
"It was her wish!" Voldermort answered, angered that one of his minion whould dare question him. That was why he resisted having women with him. If it was possible he had loved the child. It was what had been missing in his life. But was it a child, or a childhood?
"Her wish?! Her wish?" Alisha stood before her master. "You are a fool." She was too close, Voldermort grabbed her by the roots of her hair.
"She asked if she could guess what I would be transforming into. I said I would grant one wish if she guessed correctly. She got it right!" Voldermort explained releasing his cold grip on the woman. "I may be a murderer, but I was not about to break a promise with an innocent child-"
"That child will be your undoing!" Alisha reasoned, knowing Andromeda would tell her parents about the transformation the moment she got home. How had Hermione got out so quickly? To get out and find Albus in that time, that was a great achievement, "She shouldn't be out so soon."
"It's as I expected." Voldermort hissed. "She is a great witch, and I fear her." Alisha scoffed. "You should too. She will forgive Severus, it will be you she will turn to!"
A/N Another filler chapter. Hoped you liked the revelation.
bunnyrabbit228: Hope this was soon enough :-) You'll find out about Ocularis in either chapter 13 or 14. The only clue I'm giving is; it's a pop culture reference to a film called "Thirteen Ghost". Brilliant film with Matthew Lillard and the guy from Galaxy Quest.
MxSRose: alisha is a character from You Had Me From Hello, one of the bullies from New York. Now you can put a face to the character lol.
strega-in-progress: We Hate Hero, I like it. lol.... I'll try not to do any more cliffies. lololol
QueenBonnie: Nooooooooo, it must be me who has fun with the king.... I'll be nice, don't let me stay outside in the Labyrinth. sobs I'm working on a very happy ending. lol
Anarane Anwamane: She will be, Queen Bonnie will kill me otherwise. And I'm sure a few others would too. lol
poetrychik: But who is Hermione going to blame. mwhahahahahahaha
WifeOfSatan: Nope, Ginny isn't dead.
PREVIEW.... Unfortunately there is no preview.... Mainly because chapter 13 isn't written yet. But I do think it will be an explanation of where Hermione has been, and well, how long she's been there. There will also be a chapter coming up that will be dedicated to Severus and Hermione, its not going to go well.... That's all I'm saying. Then we will have another Order meeting before the war begins.