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Hermione yawned into the pillow with her eyes closed sleepily because of the bright light and she clung comfortably to the heat source, while smiling blissfully. She froze and stopped breathing in the middle of a body stretching and opened her eyes, looking at the happy male's face.
"Good morning." The girl said slowly and gasped, stalled in her thinking. "Where is Hector?"
Elf sobered immediately and settled himself in the lotus position with a smooth movement, giving the brown-haired woman a chance to sit up.
"He transported you here and asked me to tell you that he was tired of lying to himself. He wants to give the people what they were waiting for him to do."
"I... I did not think, that he... I ..." Wavered Granger, and the elf took her gently by her shoulders.
"Hector vowed that he would return."
Hermione barely performed a nod, trying to relax in the close presence of the Prince, and murmured, while feeling the silent question, that hung in the air of the room:
"We had a war, even the old experienced magicians were powerless in..."
Legolas seated silently the young witch at his feet and looked into deep brown eyes, hugging her waist.
"... And then all these adults, all the strong warriors" the young woman spat, looking out of the window with those flashing eyes of hers. "They simply threw all the responsibilities on the shoulders of a newborn. The Prophecy," she said in response to the questioning gaze. "It told that the boy is the only one capable to defeat the Dark Lord."
"A small child?" Legolas frowned in disbelief. "But how can one put the baby on the battlefield?"
Sighing with a nod, Muggleborn touched the hem of her nightgown with a single fingernail and shrugged imperceptibly.
"He had lost his parents at the age of fifteen months, and the Lord, who had them destroyed, got the killing blow, which was reflected by the little orphan. The boy became a hero, the only survivor of the Avada Kedavra curse."
"Are you talking about Hector?" The Prince said softly, while fingering the brown hair.
"Yes. Our director – I had already told you about him - put the orphan to his mother's relatives. He had lived in hatred and humiliation, in fear and pain for ten years. Then the school started; it meant that he would return to his uncle's house for the holidays only. Every time I met my friend at the station, he became more and more morally broken. The fifth year was the most difficult of all ..." Hermione looked thoughtfully at the vase of lilacs. "We had lost Sirius – Hector's godfather - in a battle. The man was going to adopt him, but he died just a week before the trial restarted. That particular summer was especially heavy ..." The witch sighed frantically. "Fred and George felt that something was wrong."
"The Weasley ones?" the blond asked, remembering the old conversations.
"Yes. Twins found an escaped Hector in a state close to the deep hysteria and magic dehydration. He had closed himself at The Black Hall, escaping the rape miraculously and leaving the entrance allowed to those two brothers only." Granger shrugged, while facing the shining eyes of the enraged male. "The headmaster needed a strong puppet, and our Cat was almost broken already."
"The Cat?"
"It's a nickname. Hector has two Animagus forms: the huge panther and a demonic dog. Just like the Sirius' one ... So ..." She had returned to the story. "Hector with the twins had found the partner link on the very edge accidentally - the old spell had itself exhausted. There had been no time for them to confirm a link fully – only the half of it - they were kept separately from one another. Fred died in June in the middle of a fight; George was soon murdered brutally, and his body found under strange circumstances; and Hector began to lose self-control."
Legolas watched through the lumen in the green curtains in quiet shock, automatically keeping a hand on the waist of the girl. Soon she shook her head to herself and licked her dry lips.
"I could not believe what I saw: Cat had been flirting with Ginny Weasley, even though there were only three weeks passed after the death of his mates. Knowing him, I understood that something was unnatural... That something was abnormally. Just a week later I found the Amortentia in a Hector's cup - he did not drink all of his tea. He turned up to being able to suppress the effects of a love potion just to give me the needed sign. We were lucky to have the poison, circulating in his blood, change the function of Amortentia. That awakened the animal lust instead of the romantic feelings."
"Many things happened over the next six months..." she fell silent for a few minutes. "Hector managed to kill the Lord. He began hunting down all of his minions, while riding Fatuus and hiding behind the Peverell's mask and using the family sword. I had been investigating at the time, when I brought myself into hysterics with the findings... George had been killed with the hands of the one of the Order's members. However, the Potter kin had to remain existing, if they were waiting for the bank accounts of Harry to be opened once again."
"He has a child?"
"Yes, the godson and the son, who came to life in 9 months after the incident with the potion. But things did not go as expected: Hector has not only survived, but also showed that he is devilishly strong. Truth to be told, there was no place for a strong and independent Hero on the side of the Light. So, he was proclaimed as the new Dark Lord soon.
"The Lord ... Is it the thing, that the others expect from him? Will he take the revenge?"
"Yes, indeed. And it will be the cruel one..." She nodded slowly, while looking at the bed. "Although, I think he will move The Weasleys here. Just like the someone to play with."
"To play?" Legolas frowned, watching the girl smiling.
"I'm sure that he will open the full-scale hunt here, waiting for the tastefully torture to take place. Then he will come up with something else..." Granger nodded to herself with a heavy sigh and relaxed on the forest elf's chest.