Chapter 3: Over the River and Through the Woods...to Voldemort's Hideout we go

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Hermione's POV

I jumped when the man spoke and ran to get my stuff. I kissed Aphrodite and Athena as I got them ready to go to the Burrow, where Ginny was going to take care of them, since they couldn't come with me and my adoptive parents were on a second honeymoon for the rest of the summer. I grabbed Artemis's stuff as she coiled her body around my neck (like a necklace)and ran down the stairs.the man took out luggage and I took a better hold on Artemis. he took a little, old broken party toy out of his pocket and muttered something that I couldn't understand (portus).

"Touch the item" He said.

I did as told and within three seconds we lurched forward and landed in a dingy, old house. the man put my stuff down and said "come". I followed him down a long, dark hallway.

Flashback

I had finished reading the letter from Millie Merrigood (who has a name like that!?!?).

'WOW!' I finally said, 'maybe they're wrong, or it's a different Tom M. Riddle'

A few days later

"Wow, either I got drunk last night (the tattoos), I'm insane, or Ms. Merrigood was right"

I went to my writing desk and wrote a letter to Lucius Malfoy, telling him what had been going on. A few hours later, I was practicing with the band in my garage when a large eagle swooped in with a letter tied to its leg. I knew who it was from at once and excused myself so I could read it. the letter said that Voldemort (he wrote the Dark Lord, I prefer names) would like to meet me and for me to come to him.

Back to the present

The hooded man stopped at the and of the hall in front of a large door and knocked.

"Yes?" said an eerie voice from within the room

"My lord, she is here" The man at my side said.

"Send her in and leave us" the voice said,

The man opened the door and gestured for me to enter the room. I stepped in and closed the door behind me. the room was full of death eaters. It looked as though they were in the middle of a meeting. behind the desk on the other side of the room was none other than Lord Voldemort himself.

"Leave us" he hissed. his voice sent chills up my spine and turned on a big neon sign in my head that said "RUN!!!!!"

I stood there petrified. The death eaters left he room in silence, leaving me alone with my "daddy dearest". He stood up and my feet started to bring me to him.

'That's it! No more expensive pedicures for you!' I told my feet. the next thing I knew, we were less than three feet apart (it was a very big room). he looked down with his cat-like slits at me and studied me. His eyes fell upon my patch and then into my terrified eyes.

Voldemort's POV

I could tell that she was scared. I was surprised by her appearance and wondered if I was going to be able to handle my new responsibility.

Flashback

"I'm pregnant" she told me, her loving her eyes looking lovingly up into mine. I ad been striking terror into the souls of millions for decades, but I was only able to strike her with love.

"Promise me that no matter what happens, what happens, whether you achieved your goal, fail and go to Azkaban, (she started to cry) die, or whatever, you will always be a loving, supportive father who will always be there for our child".

"I promise"

"I love you"

"I love you too" I said as I kissed her on the forehead before we became wrapped in a deep, passionate kiss.

Back to the present

I promised her, and I swore to myself that I would do more than that, but after that night at the Potters', I lost all hope of seeing my love and out child ever, and now before my eyes stood my fondest memory of her. My eyes fell on a patch on my daughter's left arm (she clearly was my daughter for she was an image of her mother at age 16). She was watching me with so much fear and it killed me that she was so scared. It made me want to give her the world so she would not be afraid (A/N who knew old Voldie had a soft spot?).

I tried to make my eyes look loving, but after such a long time of being the most feared being in the wizarding world and being the heir of the great Salazar Slytherin, it gets a little hard (A/N ya think?...lol).

"May I please see what is under that patch?" I asked her. she nodded her head, but didn't move. under the patch was the dark mark, except that it was different. the eyes of the snake were an emerald green and the eyes of the skull were a blood red.

"My Emma" I breathed. (Emma is short for emerald).

She blinked in confusion and said "Emma?"

"Yes, Emma Ruby Rald Riddle" I told her, coming out of my daze.

"Excuse me?"

I could tell that she didn't know who her mother was and quickly said "Yes, Emma Ruby Riddle, your name"

She looked confused, but bought it. I showed her around the house and laid out the rules.

By the end of the tour, she was less tense. I had convinced her to call me father, but she was reluctant on calling me dad. Actually, she was starting to act like a normal teenage girl (I hope). she was really spirited. I've never had a daughter and I hoped that I would be able to handle this one.