An : Thanks for all my lovely reviews and to clear up any confusion .. none of my stories are ending or going on Hiatus... I'm still writing updates for everyone of them that is not complete ... the contest things are just something I put up for my readers to do ... not because I can't finish my stories.
Uh – thanks I plan on just doing loads of various responses to people finding out Hermione is Voldemort's daughter
Ron Response:
Hermione's POV:
I walk into the Gryffindor Common Room, to find my boyfriend of a year sat playing a game of chess with Seamus Finnigan.
"Hey Ron," I say as I make my way over to him.
He doesn't reply, just says "Bishop to E4."
"Ron!" I shout at him.
"Hermione, I don't want a lecture about my homework," Ron says to me, "I want to finish this chess match then go play Quidditch with Harry."
"Ronald Bilius Weasley, I want to talk to my boyfriend!" I hiss at him, "Seamus leave NOW!"
Seamus gets up and goes.
"Oh thanks a lot Granger," Ron sneers at me, "I was in the middle of a game of chess, I don't want to have one of you whinny girly talks."
Slap
"Don't you dare talk to me like that," I growl at him, "I just found out that I am not a Granger and I am adopted, and this is how you treat me!"
"You're adopted!" he yells excitedly, "You might be a pureblood!"
"Dumbledore just told me," I say slowly, "Apparently my mother was a pureblood and my father is a half-blood."
"Do you know who they were?" he asks.
"Yeah," I say looking rather grim, "My mother was called Nadia Avery."
"She was a death eater killed in a raid the year I was born," he says, "Who's your father?"
"TomMarvoloRiddle," I say rather fast.
"I didn't catch that," he says, "Sounded like Riddle."
I nod my head, "My father is Lord Voldemort!" I let out a small sob.
"You're his daughter! I was dating his daughter! A slimy snake!" Ron shrieks, "Get out of common room you whore!"
"I'm still me!" I say to him, "Bookwork Granger, goody goody two shoes!"
"LIES!" He shouts, "We are over! I never want to see you again!"
With that he shoves me hard and then he slaps me across the face.
I feel a fire burn in the pit of my soul, "I will make sure you regret this day Ronald Weasley!"
And I leave the common room.