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Rowling duz.
Chapter Eight: I Hate My Own Flesh and Blood
"And where do you think you're going, Dumbledore?" asked the cold snarley voice.
Dumbledore didn't answer; he just continued to glare at the person in the middle.
"Because where ever you are going, you are taking something of mine with you."
Dumbledore continued to glare.
"Hermione, come here," said the snarley voice.
Hermione's eyes opened wide in shock. 'What was she to do?' 'Who was she to trust?'
All six of the cold, gray eyes turned to look at her. The middle ones narrowed. "Hermione! You are my daughter! You must respect me! Come here now!"
Hermione swallowed. Lupin was still holding her. She took the smallest step forward. Lupin's grip tightened.
Hermione stopped. She knew Dumbledore had to be right: he was always right. But she knew she didn't have the strength to stand up to Voldemort.
"NOW!!!" Voldemort yelled.
Dumbledore slowly moved his hand to his right pocket. He grasped his wand.
He knew at just the right time, he would pull it out. Five... four...three...two...
Quick as a flash, Voldemort pulled out HIS wand and yelled "STUPEFY!"
Hermione dropped to the ground, stunned.
Everyone's eyes when wide in shock excluding Voldemort and Dumbledore.
Dumbledore had figured that Voldemort would do that to Hermione if she didn't listen to him.
Voldemort's cold now-narrowed eyes turned to Dumbledore. "Get out of here you old coot!"
Dumbledore didn't know what to do. Finally, after a ten seconds of thinking, Dumbledore apparated.
Hermione's eyes slowly opened. She looked around. She was lying on a bed with gold, silk covers. Her eyes widened. The whole room was in gold! Everything was very nice and the room was huge! She smiled, but then stopped herself. 'Where was she?' 'What happened?' All she remembered was that her father had stunned her. She had absolutely no clue where she was or who she was with. Her mind was racing. She was scared. Now she knew that if she didn't listen to her parents, they would hurt her.
"Everyone gather around!" said a loud, booming, sad-sounding voice.
"Our plan has fallen through; Voldemort is once again strong. He can walk, talk, and most of all: fight. He has Miss Hermione Riddle, his only daughter. And God only knows what he will make her do."
"Tom, we can't do that! She's our ONLY daughter! That's mean and—"
"Shut up! It doesn't matter that she's our only daughter! In fact, that's more reason why we should do that! She needs to realize that he is dumb and needs to be shown filth and disrespect! Him with his followers! Him and his stupid respect for mudbloods! I want him dead and she's just the person to do it! And that's FINAL!"
"Knock, knock!" A knock came from the two double doors that led the way out of Hermione's so-called 'room.'
"Come in?" Hermione called, still sitting on her bed.
Three people walked into her room. She didn't even have to look up. She knew who they were.
"Good morning!" said a some-what cheery voice.
Hermione turned to look at her mother. She was wearing a fake smile, and was standing next to her father.
Hermione snorted. "Go away," she said with no enthusiasm. She turned back around to face the opposite wall from which her visitors were standing.
She felt Voldemort's cold eyes staring deep down into her.
"We came here to ask you if you were hungry and if you wanted to go in the study and talk about last night."
Hermione turned around to face them. "Oh! I get it! You want to tell why the hell you stunned me! And why the hell they were trying to take me away!" Hermione's eyed narrowed, with the words that she had just said, which were all dripping in sarcasm.
Voldemort's eyes narrowed too. "Yes. We wanted to make sure that you were not confused. But, forgive us for worrying about you."
Hermione's jaw dropped in a mad, angry sort of way. "HA! You guys worrying about me! Well, here's a newsflash for ya! Usually, when people are worried about someone, they don't STUN THEM!!!" Hermione yelled, her face getting redder every second.
"DON'T YOU DARE YELL AT ME YOUNG LADY! AND YES, I STUNNED YOU BECAUSE THAT OLD COOT WAS TRYING TO TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME!"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
She heard the trio leave her room, the last person being Lucius Malfoy slamming the door behind them.
Hermione felt all of her strength fall. She was weak, tired, depressed, shocked, and very scared about what was going to happen. She felt a tear slide down her cheek. Then another. Then, a big flow of them came down. She fell back against her pillow, sobbing uncontrollably. She hated them. She hated her own flesh and blood parents!
Someone out of breath was running down a long corridor to a pair of double doors. The door was gold and shined bright in the light.
The person reached the door and a pale hand came out from the person's black cloak to open the door.
The door opened. The room on the other side of the door was gold too. There were gold curtains covering two windows on either side of a bed with a gold comforter.
The person eyed the room in awe when finally noticing something lying on the bed. They walked closer and saw a glimpse of curly brown hair before waking up.
The minister of magic appeared in Dumbledore's office.
"What is all this commotion about, Dumbledore?" Fudge asked.
Dumbledore smiled a weak smile. "Hello, minister. I think we have a problem."
A/N: Hey! I hope ya liked this chapter! I know it's a cliffie, but I PROMISE I will update by tomorrow!!! Kay? Anyways, thanx to all of my reviewers and pleez review this chapter as well! Thanx!
Once again, here r my 'notes' to my reviewers from the last chappie and fellow authors!
Just 2 tell ya, I will put up a note to ANYONE who reviews!!!
Anneyuan2000 Hey! Thanx again 4 reviewing the last chappie! I know it was kinda short, but was this one better? I hope so...anyways...Pleez enjoy the story!
Thalia Wow! Thanx so much! I'm SO HAPPY that ya like the story!!! Anyways, hope ya liked this chappie!!!
Pitbossheather Yo! I know...don't ya hate those beep beep death eaters!!! Sry, but I didn't get ur email!!! Could ya send it again??? I like to keep in touch with fellow authors and my reviewers!!! And thanx 4 the update with ur stories!!! Talk l8er!
Thanx again to all of my reviewers! Pleez keep reviewin'!!!
LOL! -Angel12345
Chapter Eight: I Hate My Own Flesh and Blood
"And where do you think you're going, Dumbledore?" asked the cold snarley voice.
Dumbledore didn't answer; he just continued to glare at the person in the middle.
"Because where ever you are going, you are taking something of mine with you."
Dumbledore continued to glare.
"Hermione, come here," said the snarley voice.
Hermione's eyes opened wide in shock. 'What was she to do?' 'Who was she to trust?'
All six of the cold, gray eyes turned to look at her. The middle ones narrowed. "Hermione! You are my daughter! You must respect me! Come here now!"
Hermione swallowed. Lupin was still holding her. She took the smallest step forward. Lupin's grip tightened.
Hermione stopped. She knew Dumbledore had to be right: he was always right. But she knew she didn't have the strength to stand up to Voldemort.
"NOW!!!" Voldemort yelled.
Dumbledore slowly moved his hand to his right pocket. He grasped his wand.
He knew at just the right time, he would pull it out. Five... four...three...two...
Quick as a flash, Voldemort pulled out HIS wand and yelled "STUPEFY!"
Hermione dropped to the ground, stunned.
Everyone's eyes when wide in shock excluding Voldemort and Dumbledore.
Dumbledore had figured that Voldemort would do that to Hermione if she didn't listen to him.
Voldemort's cold now-narrowed eyes turned to Dumbledore. "Get out of here you old coot!"
Dumbledore didn't know what to do. Finally, after a ten seconds of thinking, Dumbledore apparated.
Hermione's eyes slowly opened. She looked around. She was lying on a bed with gold, silk covers. Her eyes widened. The whole room was in gold! Everything was very nice and the room was huge! She smiled, but then stopped herself. 'Where was she?' 'What happened?' All she remembered was that her father had stunned her. She had absolutely no clue where she was or who she was with. Her mind was racing. She was scared. Now she knew that if she didn't listen to her parents, they would hurt her.
"Everyone gather around!" said a loud, booming, sad-sounding voice.
"Our plan has fallen through; Voldemort is once again strong. He can walk, talk, and most of all: fight. He has Miss Hermione Riddle, his only daughter. And God only knows what he will make her do."
"Tom, we can't do that! She's our ONLY daughter! That's mean and—"
"Shut up! It doesn't matter that she's our only daughter! In fact, that's more reason why we should do that! She needs to realize that he is dumb and needs to be shown filth and disrespect! Him with his followers! Him and his stupid respect for mudbloods! I want him dead and she's just the person to do it! And that's FINAL!"
"Knock, knock!" A knock came from the two double doors that led the way out of Hermione's so-called 'room.'
"Come in?" Hermione called, still sitting on her bed.
Three people walked into her room. She didn't even have to look up. She knew who they were.
"Good morning!" said a some-what cheery voice.
Hermione turned to look at her mother. She was wearing a fake smile, and was standing next to her father.
Hermione snorted. "Go away," she said with no enthusiasm. She turned back around to face the opposite wall from which her visitors were standing.
She felt Voldemort's cold eyes staring deep down into her.
"We came here to ask you if you were hungry and if you wanted to go in the study and talk about last night."
Hermione turned around to face them. "Oh! I get it! You want to tell why the hell you stunned me! And why the hell they were trying to take me away!" Hermione's eyed narrowed, with the words that she had just said, which were all dripping in sarcasm.
Voldemort's eyes narrowed too. "Yes. We wanted to make sure that you were not confused. But, forgive us for worrying about you."
Hermione's jaw dropped in a mad, angry sort of way. "HA! You guys worrying about me! Well, here's a newsflash for ya! Usually, when people are worried about someone, they don't STUN THEM!!!" Hermione yelled, her face getting redder every second.
"DON'T YOU DARE YELL AT ME YOUNG LADY! AND YES, I STUNNED YOU BECAUSE THAT OLD COOT WAS TRYING TO TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME!"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
She heard the trio leave her room, the last person being Lucius Malfoy slamming the door behind them.
Hermione felt all of her strength fall. She was weak, tired, depressed, shocked, and very scared about what was going to happen. She felt a tear slide down her cheek. Then another. Then, a big flow of them came down. She fell back against her pillow, sobbing uncontrollably. She hated them. She hated her own flesh and blood parents!
Someone out of breath was running down a long corridor to a pair of double doors. The door was gold and shined bright in the light.
The person reached the door and a pale hand came out from the person's black cloak to open the door.
The door opened. The room on the other side of the door was gold too. There were gold curtains covering two windows on either side of a bed with a gold comforter.
The person eyed the room in awe when finally noticing something lying on the bed. They walked closer and saw a glimpse of curly brown hair before waking up.
The minister of magic appeared in Dumbledore's office.
"What is all this commotion about, Dumbledore?" Fudge asked.
Dumbledore smiled a weak smile. "Hello, minister. I think we have a problem."
A/N: Hey! I hope ya liked this chapter! I know it's a cliffie, but I PROMISE I will update by tomorrow!!! Kay? Anyways, thanx to all of my reviewers and pleez review this chapter as well! Thanx!
Once again, here r my 'notes' to my reviewers from the last chappie and fellow authors!
Just 2 tell ya, I will put up a note to ANYONE who reviews!!!
Anneyuan2000 Hey! Thanx again 4 reviewing the last chappie! I know it was kinda short, but was this one better? I hope so...anyways...Pleez enjoy the story!
Thalia Wow! Thanx so much! I'm SO HAPPY that ya like the story!!! Anyways, hope ya liked this chappie!!!
Pitbossheather Yo! I know...don't ya hate those beep beep death eaters!!! Sry, but I didn't get ur email!!! Could ya send it again??? I like to keep in touch with fellow authors and my reviewers!!! And thanx 4 the update with ur stories!!! Talk l8er!
Thanx again to all of my reviewers! Pleez keep reviewin'!!!
LOL! -Angel12345