And Doppelganger makes Three.
"Oh. My. God." Ginny hyperventilated while Hermione used Ginny's wand to put her memories back inside the pensive. Hermione had returned to the bed a while before it happened. But was now on the floor catching silver shimmers. "Oh Merlin." Ginny whispered faintly. "Fuck!" She finally said before Hermione's attention turned to her friend. "She's- She's..." Hermione nodded. "You!"
"I know." Hermione wiped a stray tear from her face. "That's why it hurts so much." Ginny joined her friend on the floor as the pensive began playing from when she had knocked it off the table.
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It was if she was looking in a distorted mirror. Her boobs were bigger, her waist was smaller. Her clothes were too revealing. But the face. The face was identical to her own. The only notable difference being her hair was raven, and at the moment it much better condition.
"I'm sorry professor!" Hermione tried to avert her stinging eyes. "I was looking for Draco."
"On a first name basis with him now Miss Granger?!" Snape sneered delicately. Too overjoyed by his students embarrassment of the situation to be angry.
"Aaaaahhh. So this is Miss Granger?" The accent was Russian and cold. The slender strange woman dismounted Hermione's man and walked towards her with a slight bounce in her step as if she knew Hermione was beginning to have the worst day of her life and was enjoying it. Hand outstretched. "I have heard much about you from my cousin." The woman implied shaking Hermione's cold clammy hand.
"That was a funny way to say hello to a cousin!" Hermione gestured towards Snape, her shock giving way to a defensive attitude. The woman giggled. Hermione hated being giggle at.
"GRANGER!" Snape warned. Rearranging his robes carefully. Hoping she hadn't seen him pull up his trousers. She had.
"Sev is not my cousin! No, Rebecca Lovelace is my cousin. She asked me to give you something." The woman walked to the other side of the potion classroom. "That is why I am here."
"I find that funny. Does Rebecca know of your relationship?" Hermione questioned bravely arms folded across her chest. Boldly propping herself on the cold stone wall. Mainly because her knees were weak and she was using all her effort not to cry. "I would have thought you would have stayed well clear of such an obsessive family." At the comment the woman returned and jabbed something into Hermione's hand. Snape looked at her blankly. How much of New York did he remember?
"Your wand!" She looked at Hermione with such familiar eyes, there was recognition in those pupils. She knew Hermione, and it wasn't in herself. They were flashed with anger, but Hermione knew them not to be her own.
"Thank you!" Hermione starred the woman down. "But I have a new one." Hermione snapped the wand in half with one hand. Snape scoffed. "What?!" Hermione asked, her eyes not moving from the woman in front of her.
"How can you have a new one? You need to have evidence-" Snape intoned.
"I have a new one!" Hermione insisted. She wasn't about to let him know that she had made it herself. For all she knew he'd go right to the owlery and inform the ministry. "So. You know me. May I know your name?" Hermione intended to look this woman up.
"Countess Vanessa Kovoft!" Vanessa said proudly. "And I must thank you Miss Granger!" She interrupted Hermione's attempt to leave.
"Why is that?" Hermione sighed wanting to leave as soon as possible.
"If you hadn't have been so careless as to leave your wand. I wouldn't have met dear Severus." She joined him at his desk. Snape smiled as she blew hot air in his ear. Vanessa was still looking at Hermione at this.
"I'm bored of you now Miss Granger. Please leave!" There was no pleasantries in the voice, nor had he intended there to be. She subsequently slammed the door shut. Ran to her own room. Once closing the door she didn't make it to the bathroom before she had thrown up. Her old broken wand was flung under the red sofa unintentionally as she reached inside her cloak for her new wand to clean up the mess she had made. Trying hard to remind herself that he had apologised for everything he was to do in advance. It didn't ease the pain she thought as she prepared for bed. She needed strength to reek her revenge. Hermione was beginning to fear that he was going to break her before she could lay her hands on-
"Hermione?" Two worried voices came from outside the portrait. She sighed and let them in. Ron came in first.
"I'm going to kill Harry!" He growled. "I've had enough of his moping. He's been all sulky since you left for New York." Not noticing Hermione blotchy face. Ginny however didn't. But she did get the wrong impression and while trying to stop herself from crying she shooed Ron from the room.
"He's hideous isn't he?!" Ginny cried, not looking at Hermione. After Hermione didn't reply Ginny turned round to find Hermione weeping on the floor.
"I've just walked in on Snape-" Hermione sobbed. "Having sex-" She wailed. "With a Russian woman." She wasn't prepared to reveal her appearance to Ginny just yet.
"What?!" Ginny hugged her friend, leading her to Hermione's bed. "Oh hush dear."
"He was so horrible to me as well." Hermione clambered into her bed.
"Isn't he always sweetie?" Ginny asked, oblivious to the past few months. Hermione mused upon the question and nodded sadly. "I'm going to have to go." She kissed Hermione's forehead. The moment she opened the portrait, Dumbledore appeared in the doorway. "Headmaster!" Ginny ran as fast as she could to the Gryfindor tower. It was seconds before curfew. Hermione hadn't realised how long she had been in the shower. Then again, she thought, I was throwing up for quite a while.
"Miss Granger?" Dumbledore was at the foot of her bed looking disappointed. "I thought I made the terms clear!" He shouted. Hermione looked confused. "As soon as you set foot into the castle. You make your first priority to seek our esteemed potions master out."
"I was, as a matter of fact searching for Mr Malfoy. It just so happened that I thought I heard his voice in the potions classroom and-" She stopped herself dead not wanting to think about what had happened.
"One more trick like that and I will send you home."
"You two are too powerful to loose." Hermione mockingly muttered. "You send me home and Voldermort is in these walls!" Hermione hissed. Her hand twitching for her wand that lay under her pillow. "Now if that's all you came to do. Please leave me alone. I have a busy day tomorrow." He went to leave. "Oh and don't forget to take an acid drop!" With one flick of her wand a bowls of sweets appeared in front of the headmaster. He wiped them away as if they were smoke.
"Be careful Hermione." He replied as he opened the portrait. "I don't like this game you're playing."
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Hermione scanned the crowds for Draco. He was no where to be seen. She was so preoccupied that she didn't notice her timetable flutter into her breakfast. She inwardly groaned as she saw: triple potions. One good thing, it was still with Slytherin. She took a moment. She never thought she would be glad to have a lesson with Slytherins. However she was so desperate to talk to Draco that she could take the persecution of the others. Would Draco still acknowledge her? She could only hope. Swallow her stomach of butterflies and face the potion lessons.
Hermione was unfortunately late, waving away the ten points from Griffindor. Receiving a detention for her insolence. She heard it. Draco's cackle, he wasn't as repulsive as Hermione thought he'd look. Although to was clear that his nose had been broken, and there were deep circles under his eyes, he appeared on the most part unscathed. Hermione sighed as she sat down at the remaining seat. Snape came up behind her.
"Saved that seat just for you." He whispered into her neck, sending unwanted shivers down her spine, understanding his implications. This was the seat he had been sitting in. She almost slept through his seventh year speech that had only increased in venom from the previous. She wasn't going to give into his velvety voice. Once the potion was put on the board she could begin getting Draco's attention. Which proved harder than she thought. Eventually, into the second lesson. Hermione scribbled down a meeting place between this and next lesson. She folded it up and secured it in her hand. Hermione then pretended that she needed something from her cloak, tripping so elegantly into Draco's lap. Slipping the note into his hand.
"Get off me mudblood!" Draco drawled. Warmth in his eyes told her he didn't mean it.
"Miss Granger! Return to your seat!" Snape hissed loudly.
"Yes Severus." She muttered absentmindedly. Her hand went to her mouth. Too late, she thought. You didn't catch it in time. Maybe people didn't realise? She dared to look round. Nope, they all heard. Including appalled looking Ron and Harry.
"Think you are being funny?!" Snape intoned. Hermione let his rant and endless detentions wash over her. Wondering why she wasn't looking forward to spending as much time with him as possible. Just make it to break, Hermione begged herself.
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"What is it?" Draco asked appearing in a courtyard that he had trouble finding. "What's wrong?" He repeated after he briefly hugged the girl. "What? I really can't be seen with you" He repeated a little shortly. Hermione had been distracted by the feint scars on his face. He had been through the wars.
"Why have you been here?" Hermione questioned.
"Father threw me out- He's ok with me now. He was angry that I slept in the same bed as you." Draco explained as Hermione's hand flew to his mouth. "Bloody godfather. He promised he wouldn't tell him, but he did. Dad beat me up. Snape brought me here for the summer." Draco finished. "Hey, don't blame yourself H. Now. That's not why you brought me here?"
"I'm going to kill you father!" Hermione whimpered. Draco wore an expression between bemusement and fear. "He raped my mother while his friends killed my father!" She sobbed into his chest.
"I'm sorry Hermione." He stoked her back. Ginny watching stiffened at this, but a reassuring glance from Hermione helped her relax. "But... Not that I don't believe you. It's just... I think you're wrong."
"What if I'm right?" Hermione questioned looking into Draco's lost icy eyes. "What if he was sent by Voldermort to rape and kill my only family?"
"Then I will kill him!" Draco assured him.
"Draco? Please either find out if he did do it. Or," Hermione thought. "Give me five minutes with him. Draco. The person who raped my mother branded her with the letter L. I'm not just jumping on the hate wagon. My mum said they were death eaters."
"Fair enough. And I'm not trying to protect my father. I'm trying to protect you. What if you did kill him, and you found out it wasn't him. You'd never forgive yourself." He hugged her again. Just as Snape came through the courtyard doors.
"Tut tut. Dear nephew, conversing with a mudblood, what would your father say?!" Although Snape's tone was of insults. He was wearing an expression of pure mortification. It faded so quickly that Hermione thought she had imagined it.....
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"You could still make him jealous!" Ginny squealed. "He had that Vanessa. But he still wanted you."
"But she won. He married her!" Hermione whispered as someone appeared in the door, fuming at Ginny.
"Ginny!" Molly stood, arms folded in the doorway. "You said you were going to be five minutes. I've been waiting three hours."
"I'm sorry mum!" Ginny looked at the floor. "Can you give me five more minutes?" Her mum just stared. "Ok. One minute to talk to Herm?" She nodded softly and closed the door. Did she know more than she was letting on? "I got to go." There was a long pause. Ginny really didn't want to go and Hermione really wanted to.
"Mr and Mrs Snape will not like to be kept waiting Ginny." Her mum shouted from downstairs after they let a five minute silence pass them by.
"If it was my wedding. I wouldn't mind waiting!" Hermione laughed weakly.
"If it was your wedding. I wouldn't be here!" Ginny stood and went to the door. "Are you going to be ok?" She asked opening the door.
"I'll be fine!" With that Ginny closed the door with a snap and Hermione was alone once more.
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A/N: I like this chapter. Don't know why. I unfortunately have no ideas what is going to happen in the next chapter so I need ideas. It's going to take place at one of Hermione's detentions. Should it involve Vanessa or Snape? Or both? Let me know in a quick review.
SlytherinGin: mwhahahahahaha.... Sorry. Will not do the cliffi again if I can help it. Do you like it though? Please tell me that cliffi aside you like it????
SiruisBlacksgirl4eva: Hope this cleared up why he stayed with Snape. It'll be a while before you find out what is with Dumbledore. Hermione doesn't really know what's going on between them. So because she doesn't no, you don't get to. *pulls tongue and smiles* Hope you like this chapter though.
ivre: aw shucks. I didn't mind that reviewed almost every chapter. I loved it in fact. *blushing* As to your reference to Robin Hood POT. Alan Rickman is my God. Orlando bloom is my Demi-god and Alan is Zeus. That voice... The only one that could rival it is Vin Diesel and that's at a push. btw, am I the only person who thinks David Beckham should have a voice like Vin instead of the Pepsi squeak he has? Hope you like this chapter.
"Oh. My. God." Ginny hyperventilated while Hermione used Ginny's wand to put her memories back inside the pensive. Hermione had returned to the bed a while before it happened. But was now on the floor catching silver shimmers. "Oh Merlin." Ginny whispered faintly. "Fuck!" She finally said before Hermione's attention turned to her friend. "She's- She's..." Hermione nodded. "You!"
"I know." Hermione wiped a stray tear from her face. "That's why it hurts so much." Ginny joined her friend on the floor as the pensive began playing from when she had knocked it off the table.
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It was if she was looking in a distorted mirror. Her boobs were bigger, her waist was smaller. Her clothes were too revealing. But the face. The face was identical to her own. The only notable difference being her hair was raven, and at the moment it much better condition.
"I'm sorry professor!" Hermione tried to avert her stinging eyes. "I was looking for Draco."
"On a first name basis with him now Miss Granger?!" Snape sneered delicately. Too overjoyed by his students embarrassment of the situation to be angry.
"Aaaaahhh. So this is Miss Granger?" The accent was Russian and cold. The slender strange woman dismounted Hermione's man and walked towards her with a slight bounce in her step as if she knew Hermione was beginning to have the worst day of her life and was enjoying it. Hand outstretched. "I have heard much about you from my cousin." The woman implied shaking Hermione's cold clammy hand.
"That was a funny way to say hello to a cousin!" Hermione gestured towards Snape, her shock giving way to a defensive attitude. The woman giggled. Hermione hated being giggle at.
"GRANGER!" Snape warned. Rearranging his robes carefully. Hoping she hadn't seen him pull up his trousers. She had.
"Sev is not my cousin! No, Rebecca Lovelace is my cousin. She asked me to give you something." The woman walked to the other side of the potion classroom. "That is why I am here."
"I find that funny. Does Rebecca know of your relationship?" Hermione questioned bravely arms folded across her chest. Boldly propping herself on the cold stone wall. Mainly because her knees were weak and she was using all her effort not to cry. "I would have thought you would have stayed well clear of such an obsessive family." At the comment the woman returned and jabbed something into Hermione's hand. Snape looked at her blankly. How much of New York did he remember?
"Your wand!" She looked at Hermione with such familiar eyes, there was recognition in those pupils. She knew Hermione, and it wasn't in herself. They were flashed with anger, but Hermione knew them not to be her own.
"Thank you!" Hermione starred the woman down. "But I have a new one." Hermione snapped the wand in half with one hand. Snape scoffed. "What?!" Hermione asked, her eyes not moving from the woman in front of her.
"How can you have a new one? You need to have evidence-" Snape intoned.
"I have a new one!" Hermione insisted. She wasn't about to let him know that she had made it herself. For all she knew he'd go right to the owlery and inform the ministry. "So. You know me. May I know your name?" Hermione intended to look this woman up.
"Countess Vanessa Kovoft!" Vanessa said proudly. "And I must thank you Miss Granger!" She interrupted Hermione's attempt to leave.
"Why is that?" Hermione sighed wanting to leave as soon as possible.
"If you hadn't have been so careless as to leave your wand. I wouldn't have met dear Severus." She joined him at his desk. Snape smiled as she blew hot air in his ear. Vanessa was still looking at Hermione at this.
"I'm bored of you now Miss Granger. Please leave!" There was no pleasantries in the voice, nor had he intended there to be. She subsequently slammed the door shut. Ran to her own room. Once closing the door she didn't make it to the bathroom before she had thrown up. Her old broken wand was flung under the red sofa unintentionally as she reached inside her cloak for her new wand to clean up the mess she had made. Trying hard to remind herself that he had apologised for everything he was to do in advance. It didn't ease the pain she thought as she prepared for bed. She needed strength to reek her revenge. Hermione was beginning to fear that he was going to break her before she could lay her hands on-
"Hermione?" Two worried voices came from outside the portrait. She sighed and let them in. Ron came in first.
"I'm going to kill Harry!" He growled. "I've had enough of his moping. He's been all sulky since you left for New York." Not noticing Hermione blotchy face. Ginny however didn't. But she did get the wrong impression and while trying to stop herself from crying she shooed Ron from the room.
"He's hideous isn't he?!" Ginny cried, not looking at Hermione. After Hermione didn't reply Ginny turned round to find Hermione weeping on the floor.
"I've just walked in on Snape-" Hermione sobbed. "Having sex-" She wailed. "With a Russian woman." She wasn't prepared to reveal her appearance to Ginny just yet.
"What?!" Ginny hugged her friend, leading her to Hermione's bed. "Oh hush dear."
"He was so horrible to me as well." Hermione clambered into her bed.
"Isn't he always sweetie?" Ginny asked, oblivious to the past few months. Hermione mused upon the question and nodded sadly. "I'm going to have to go." She kissed Hermione's forehead. The moment she opened the portrait, Dumbledore appeared in the doorway. "Headmaster!" Ginny ran as fast as she could to the Gryfindor tower. It was seconds before curfew. Hermione hadn't realised how long she had been in the shower. Then again, she thought, I was throwing up for quite a while.
"Miss Granger?" Dumbledore was at the foot of her bed looking disappointed. "I thought I made the terms clear!" He shouted. Hermione looked confused. "As soon as you set foot into the castle. You make your first priority to seek our esteemed potions master out."
"I was, as a matter of fact searching for Mr Malfoy. It just so happened that I thought I heard his voice in the potions classroom and-" She stopped herself dead not wanting to think about what had happened.
"One more trick like that and I will send you home."
"You two are too powerful to loose." Hermione mockingly muttered. "You send me home and Voldermort is in these walls!" Hermione hissed. Her hand twitching for her wand that lay under her pillow. "Now if that's all you came to do. Please leave me alone. I have a busy day tomorrow." He went to leave. "Oh and don't forget to take an acid drop!" With one flick of her wand a bowls of sweets appeared in front of the headmaster. He wiped them away as if they were smoke.
"Be careful Hermione." He replied as he opened the portrait. "I don't like this game you're playing."
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Hermione scanned the crowds for Draco. He was no where to be seen. She was so preoccupied that she didn't notice her timetable flutter into her breakfast. She inwardly groaned as she saw: triple potions. One good thing, it was still with Slytherin. She took a moment. She never thought she would be glad to have a lesson with Slytherins. However she was so desperate to talk to Draco that she could take the persecution of the others. Would Draco still acknowledge her? She could only hope. Swallow her stomach of butterflies and face the potion lessons.
Hermione was unfortunately late, waving away the ten points from Griffindor. Receiving a detention for her insolence. She heard it. Draco's cackle, he wasn't as repulsive as Hermione thought he'd look. Although to was clear that his nose had been broken, and there were deep circles under his eyes, he appeared on the most part unscathed. Hermione sighed as she sat down at the remaining seat. Snape came up behind her.
"Saved that seat just for you." He whispered into her neck, sending unwanted shivers down her spine, understanding his implications. This was the seat he had been sitting in. She almost slept through his seventh year speech that had only increased in venom from the previous. She wasn't going to give into his velvety voice. Once the potion was put on the board she could begin getting Draco's attention. Which proved harder than she thought. Eventually, into the second lesson. Hermione scribbled down a meeting place between this and next lesson. She folded it up and secured it in her hand. Hermione then pretended that she needed something from her cloak, tripping so elegantly into Draco's lap. Slipping the note into his hand.
"Get off me mudblood!" Draco drawled. Warmth in his eyes told her he didn't mean it.
"Miss Granger! Return to your seat!" Snape hissed loudly.
"Yes Severus." She muttered absentmindedly. Her hand went to her mouth. Too late, she thought. You didn't catch it in time. Maybe people didn't realise? She dared to look round. Nope, they all heard. Including appalled looking Ron and Harry.
"Think you are being funny?!" Snape intoned. Hermione let his rant and endless detentions wash over her. Wondering why she wasn't looking forward to spending as much time with him as possible. Just make it to break, Hermione begged herself.
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"What is it?" Draco asked appearing in a courtyard that he had trouble finding. "What's wrong?" He repeated after he briefly hugged the girl. "What? I really can't be seen with you" He repeated a little shortly. Hermione had been distracted by the feint scars on his face. He had been through the wars.
"Why have you been here?" Hermione questioned.
"Father threw me out- He's ok with me now. He was angry that I slept in the same bed as you." Draco explained as Hermione's hand flew to his mouth. "Bloody godfather. He promised he wouldn't tell him, but he did. Dad beat me up. Snape brought me here for the summer." Draco finished. "Hey, don't blame yourself H. Now. That's not why you brought me here?"
"I'm going to kill you father!" Hermione whimpered. Draco wore an expression between bemusement and fear. "He raped my mother while his friends killed my father!" She sobbed into his chest.
"I'm sorry Hermione." He stoked her back. Ginny watching stiffened at this, but a reassuring glance from Hermione helped her relax. "But... Not that I don't believe you. It's just... I think you're wrong."
"What if I'm right?" Hermione questioned looking into Draco's lost icy eyes. "What if he was sent by Voldermort to rape and kill my only family?"
"Then I will kill him!" Draco assured him.
"Draco? Please either find out if he did do it. Or," Hermione thought. "Give me five minutes with him. Draco. The person who raped my mother branded her with the letter L. I'm not just jumping on the hate wagon. My mum said they were death eaters."
"Fair enough. And I'm not trying to protect my father. I'm trying to protect you. What if you did kill him, and you found out it wasn't him. You'd never forgive yourself." He hugged her again. Just as Snape came through the courtyard doors.
"Tut tut. Dear nephew, conversing with a mudblood, what would your father say?!" Although Snape's tone was of insults. He was wearing an expression of pure mortification. It faded so quickly that Hermione thought she had imagined it.....
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"You could still make him jealous!" Ginny squealed. "He had that Vanessa. But he still wanted you."
"But she won. He married her!" Hermione whispered as someone appeared in the door, fuming at Ginny.
"Ginny!" Molly stood, arms folded in the doorway. "You said you were going to be five minutes. I've been waiting three hours."
"I'm sorry mum!" Ginny looked at the floor. "Can you give me five more minutes?" Her mum just stared. "Ok. One minute to talk to Herm?" She nodded softly and closed the door. Did she know more than she was letting on? "I got to go." There was a long pause. Ginny really didn't want to go and Hermione really wanted to.
"Mr and Mrs Snape will not like to be kept waiting Ginny." Her mum shouted from downstairs after they let a five minute silence pass them by.
"If it was my wedding. I wouldn't mind waiting!" Hermione laughed weakly.
"If it was your wedding. I wouldn't be here!" Ginny stood and went to the door. "Are you going to be ok?" She asked opening the door.
"I'll be fine!" With that Ginny closed the door with a snap and Hermione was alone once more.
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A/N: I like this chapter. Don't know why. I unfortunately have no ideas what is going to happen in the next chapter so I need ideas. It's going to take place at one of Hermione's detentions. Should it involve Vanessa or Snape? Or both? Let me know in a quick review.
SlytherinGin: mwhahahahahaha.... Sorry. Will not do the cliffi again if I can help it. Do you like it though? Please tell me that cliffi aside you like it????
SiruisBlacksgirl4eva: Hope this cleared up why he stayed with Snape. It'll be a while before you find out what is with Dumbledore. Hermione doesn't really know what's going on between them. So because she doesn't no, you don't get to. *pulls tongue and smiles* Hope you like this chapter though.
ivre: aw shucks. I didn't mind that reviewed almost every chapter. I loved it in fact. *blushing* As to your reference to Robin Hood POT. Alan Rickman is my God. Orlando bloom is my Demi-god and Alan is Zeus. That voice... The only one that could rival it is Vin Diesel and that's at a push. btw, am I the only person who thinks David Beckham should have a voice like Vin instead of the Pepsi squeak he has? Hope you like this chapter.
