BEBD: One whole day of silence over! £58.38 raised overall! Now I must collect it! Money, for the Ugandan kids, who will actually remember to bring the money? Anyway, I have finally finished one of my stories, which leaves me 2(including this one) to finish. IDEAS are wonderful things. I just get to many of them… I don't own anything except for David and the Plot!
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Hermione woke up slowly. She was in a grey room with no windows. The door was oak and probably protected by some sort of magic. She heard arguing. She strained to hear it.
"Well, it's not my fault I'm in love now, is it?" It sounded like David.
"You should try to control yourself!" That was an evil voice.
'Voldemort!' She thought. It all came back to her now. The dance, the death-eaters, the kidnapping and David plunging his wand into her arm. He was one of them. Voldemort's son! And she had fallen for him! She felt so stupid. She listened to the conversation again.
"You're my father, you're supposed to be helping me, not yelling at me! If I love someone, you should be happy for me!" There was a pause after these brave words from David. No one had ever spoken to the Dark Lord like that. Voldemort sighed.
"If you really love her that much, then after Harry Potter is dead, she can stay with you. I'll make sure that she doesn't have any harm come unto her."
"Thank you, father." David said. Voldemort grunted. There were footsteps coming towards Hermione's room. She ran back to her bed and pretended to be asleep. It was David. He walked over to her bed and sat on the edge. He let out a long heavy sigh. He stroked her hair and kissed her gently on her cheek.
"Hermione." He whispered, not wanting to 'wake' her. He sighed again.
"I can't believe I let my father talk me into something this… treacherous." He was struggling for words. Hermione was a bit surprised. She assumed he was evil by nature, not because he was forced into it. She kept pretending she was asleep.
"I never knew my mother… or father, until I was 7. He came for me. I was showing early signs of greatness in magic. He convinced me to go with him to Newcastle. He told me all about his rise and fall. I never got involved, just watched… until now. I had been given a fake transfer by Severus Snape. I entered as a 7th year, with a mission. Get kidnapped with one of Potter's friends so he would come to us and try to me and his friend back. But I had fallen in love… with you. I was an unwilling participant. I never wanted to hurt you … because I love you. If you were awake, I wish you could hear the truth. I hope you don't hate and resent me. You'll be safe now. You can't be hurt here. I'll protect you." With that, he kissed her on the cheek again and left, looking back once. Hermione opened her eyes. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
He would protect her. He loved her. Hermione realised what Tonks meant by,
'As long as you two love each other, that's all that matters.' It meant that if he loved her, and she loved him back, nothing else should matter. She smiled weakly at the thought of David and her together, before thinking,
'We're meant to be.'
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BEBD: Sorry for it's shortness! I hope you like it though. I think it's a powerful thing, love. It can make you look past your differences and realise the person within. Press the review button!