On with the story
NEXT MORNINGHermione's eyes snapped open and she bolted up
'Where the hell am I?' she thought then realized she was in her room and wearing different clothes.
Remembering everything that happened the night before she jumped out of bed and raced out of her room and stopped in awe the house was clean and sparkly everything was replaced with new.
Walking into the kitchen she saw Valencia and Claudius sitting there discussing something
"Morning," she said sarcastically walking over and taking out a pint of blood from the fridge
"Hermione we have been talking," said Valencia
"Really?" asked Hermione again with a sarcastic tone
"We have decided that you should come and live with us in The Dragonia Blood Estate," said Claudius
"You've decided that I should go with you?" asked Hermione not liking being told what to do though she had been all her life
"It would be the best thing for you," said Claudius
"How do you know what's good for me?" demanded Hermione
"It is time to become the woman you were destined to be," said Claudius
"Who really fuckin cares?" asked Hermione
"Stop talking that way," commanded Valencia
"You can't tell me what to do," said Hermione
"We're your parents," said Claudius
"Why because you conceived me? You were NEVER there for me when I was younger! You will never be my parents go to hell and leave me ALONE!" she yelled storming out of the room.
The two stood there sighing
"She needs time Valencia," said Claudius
"I know but I wish it was different I wanted to raise her she was my baby Claudius!" cried Valencia.
Hermione stormed through the streets of England
'They think they're my parents because THEY HAD SEX' her mind screamed as she flew into a tattoo parlor 'Another will help me vent,' she thought as she walked straight up to Drex her personal tattoo artist.
Drex was a powerful wizard assassin and like her older brother he knew everything about her and right now he could sense her distress
"What's up babe?" he asked using her nickname
"Well…. i want another," said Hermione
"Another?" he asked
"Yep," she said
"Where and what?" he asked
"Umm on my inner thigh and I want a viper looking like it is ready to spring from my leg and attack them with blood dripping off its fangs," she explained
"All right," he sat sitting her down
"Now what's wrong?" he asked
Hermione went into the entire thing while he listened nodding when needed.
Two Hours Later
Hermione's tattoo was beautiful, Drex always did amazing work and now he was in a fit of anger at everything that had happened he loved Hermione like the kid sister he never had and this infuriated him.
Drex hated seeing Hermione in pain and this was a massive blow to her already fragile sanity
"Well do you want me to have a talk with them?" he asked seriously
"It's ok Drex I can handle it," she said hugging him despite her injuries
"You really should get those looked at, they're dead they can't hurt you now," he said
"I'll be fine, really," she said trying to give him a reassuring look
"I'm coming by later when I get off work though," he said giving her look that said no arguing.
Hermione walked through the doors of what she once called home
"Where have you been daughter?" asked Valencia
"Places," said Hermione walking up to her room.
Valencia looked at Claudius
"She is so troubled," she said
"I know I know but we have to give her time," said Claudius
"My father only gave us the summer," said Valencia
"Valencia you know your father would give you anything besides their summer break is four months and she just got back a week ago," explained Claudius
"I know…." trailed Valencia.
Three Hours LaterThe front door suddenly swung open and in walked a man about 6'0" with snow white skin, short black hair with red tips, blood red eyes, and sharp cold stone set face.
He was wearing lace up combat boots, black baggy hot topic tripp pants, a muscle shirt that looked like someone smeared their blood covered hands on it and it said
"Don't Worry This Isn't MY Blood," he had on a long heavy black trench coat.
"Who are you?" demanded a cold voice belonging to Claudius
"Drex," said a cold female voice belonging to Hermione walking down wearing black flare pants, a black shirt that said
"I'm Wearing Black Until They Make Something Darker," she had on lace up knee high combat boots and black and red striped arm warmers.
"Come on Drex," said Hermione as the two walked up to her room
"Hermione?" asked Valencia
"What?" she demanded
"Who's Drex?" asked Valencia
"My older brother," said Hermione the two walked up to her room and slammed the door.
Hermione and Drex sat in her darkened room
"So they weren't lying they are indeed the Dragonia heirs," said Drex
"Voldemort is my grandfather Drex…" said Hermione
"Awkward I know but maybe you should embrace it," suggested Drex
"Why? What did they ever do for me?" she demanded.
Drex sighed she always had the tough chick thing going yes she was incredibly powerful and strong but they knew each other like the back of their own hand and she still put up a strong front to him and she needed to let it out.
"I'm simply saying why not use them to your advantage, they have power which entitles you to massive amounts of power," he explained
"Do I want power?" she asked herself
"It's what you have always wanted the more power the more freedom," said Drex
"I'll think about," said Hermione laying her head on his lap
"Go to sleep my dear little sister," he soothed as she slowly feel into a restless sleep.
Later on he slowly tucked her in to bed and walked down to where her 'parents' sat
"You don't know what you are doing to her," he said coldly
"We are her parents we just want her back," said Claudius
"I was assigned to watch her," said Drex
"Yes and you were suppose to let us take her back when she came of age," said Valencia
"No I love her like my sister I will not let you put her through hell again she's been through enough," said Drex
"We can understand what you are saying but she is destined for power," said Valencia
"If she ever decides to go with you I am going to," said Drex
"You will not," said Claudius
"Do you want to tell your daughter that her older brother cannot go?" he asked and watched as their faces fell
"Exactly," he said
"Fine," said Valencia coldly.
Hermione woke to find the moonlight shining brightly through her room window
'Another perfect night,' she thought as she used a spell to hide all of her cuts and scars, she put on a black tube top and hip hugger black jeans with her combat boots.
Leaping out of her window Hermione flew through the streets looking like a black and white blur, arriving at a building she looked up and it said "Trax" and she walked in like she owned the place.
Finding the perfect target Hermione slowly began to grind into them getting them aroused as all hell, slowly leading them outside she began to nip at their neck hearing them groan in pleasure she smirked
'Pathetic…' she thought before biting hard into their neck the music drowning out their screams.
Hermione walked back towards her house when a black cloaked figure appeared out of no where and attacked her, doing a back hand spring she whipped out her hand gun and began shooting but it was too fast
'The hell?' she thought as a knife was at her throat
"You need training in the dark arts of shadows…." said its cold voice
"Really?" she asked sarcastically as she whipped around and sliced at their hood causing it to fall, seeing that they would be exposed they turn and ran all Hermione saw was platinum blond hair then she shrugged it off and walked back to her house.
Entering her dark room she saw two blood red eyes staring at her
"What?" she asked
"Give the two a chance go with them, at least for the summer I will go to if you wish," he said
"So they got to you?" she asked flopping down on her bed
"No Hermione but you need to see what your true heritage is about," he said
"Why should I it's a bunch of hell anyway," she said
"For me go," he said.
Hermione sighed mentally he always said that to get her to do things
"Fine…one summer…" she said walking down stairs to tell her 'parents' of her choice.
