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Important!A/N: So I have decided to make a major change to this story, I'm making it a Harry Potter and Twilight crossover, because I got in inspired while re-reading Breaking Dawn, what if Hermione and Tom came across an immortal child much like Renesmee? If you haven't read Twilight, then you might want to stop reading, and I am sorry, but I think that this change might make the story better, and bring in more readers looking for crossovers. Please review, I would love to know your opinions, good or bad, just do me a favor and don't flame Twilight!
PS: For Twilight it takes place right after the whole immortal child and vampire/human squabble with the Volturi, Renesmee still looks the same, maybe a little earlier, I'm not sure if there will be any actual Twilight characters yet, but I think that I will include them.
Warning: Gets slightly dark in this chapter, don't like, don't read.
Hermione stood beside Voldemort in one of the largest halls in the Malfoy Manor, Death Eaters lining the walls. Hermione clutched a sharp blade in one hand. SHe wore tight black leather pants, her wand tucked in the waist line, a tight black crop top, and black leather boots. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun, but the most important part of what she was wearing was the necklace with a tiny silver serpent with emeralds for eyes hanging from it, matching the serpent on Tom's cloak clasp. It was so important because it was a horcrux.
No one knew that of course, except for her and Tom, because if news of her having a horcrux go around to the Order then the battle would happen sooner, and of course Hermione didn't want Harry and Ron to know, so it was just better to keep it all quiet.
Hermione watched as two Death Eaters led a group of ten muggles into the middle of the hall. A gasp escaped Hermione's lips. Two of the muggles were her parents.
"Tom, you promised they would be safe," Hermione whispered frantically to her boyfriend, glancing at her mother and father and dropping the blade to the floor with a clang.
"Bellatrix," Tom hissed, anger overcoming his features.
"Wait a moment, and stay calm, they are terrified, let me bring them to a room. . ." Hermione trialed off, glancing at the group of muggles. She was feeling much less merciful lately, effects of the horcrux, but seeing her parents there, huddled up with the others in the group of pitiful muggles, it was pathetic, but they were her parents, and Hermione loved them enough to give up all she had, even though Tom would never let her do that, never let her leave him.
The noise in the hall began to rise, between the muggle's fearful chatter and the murmuring among the Death Eaters.
"Silence!" Hermione said loudly, smirking when the hall fell silent at her command. She glanced once again at the group of muggles, meeting her father's gaze, Ross' eyes widened in surprise, and Hermione knew that he knew who she was. She watched as he whispered something in Helen's ear and pointed at her.
Hermione quickly averted her eyes not wanting to see her mother's expression.
"You handle the rest of them, I'm bringing my parents to a room. Then I would like to take care of Bellatrix, have her wait for me in the first ball room," she said.
"As you wish, love," Tom said.
Hermione took a deep breath before picking her blade up from the floor and sticking it through her belt loop, then she made her way to the middle of the room and stopped at the group of muggles. There were men and woman all of ages ranging from thirty to fifty, but then there was one child. A beautiful child, probably of age four, or maybe older, it was hard to tell. She had long thick wavy dark red hair that came down to her waist and eyes like none that Hermione had ever seen before, they were the most beautiful pure blue. She wore a white and blue dress, she was the only child.
"Mum, Dad, it's wonderful to see you again. I must take you away, the rest will be. . . dealt with here," Hermione said, glancing at the beautiful little girl. For some reason she didn't think that the girl had anything to worry about, she looked completely at ease. "You come also," Hermione said, walking over to the small girl, holding her hand out for her to take, instead the girl jumped up into Hermione's arms, though her jump was quick, an impossibly quick and graceful leap up from the floor and into Hermione's arms, the child held on with a strong grip and Hermione felt that she hardly needed to support her, though she did.
"Come," Hermione said briskly to her parents.
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Hermione led her parents to a large bedroom, done over in light blue and greens with an ensuite bathroom.
"Hermione, are you spying?" Helen asked tentatively.
"No, Mum, and I don't have time for this, I have someone to. . .deal with at the moment. I love you guys, and I swear that you will be protected. Don't leave the room unless I am escorting you and if you need anything call out Trixie, a house elf she will get you food and drinks," Hermione said, speaking quickly.
"Hermione Granger-"
"Dad I have to go," Hermione said, before rushing out of the room, vowing to talk to her parents later.
She walked briskly towards her and Tom's room and opened the door with one hand. She brought the child over to her bed and sat her down on one of the chairs.
"Stay here and don't mess with anything, I'll be back in a few minutes," Hermione said to the girl.
"Okay," the girl said in a high clear voice, surprising Hermione, but she didn't dwell on it, and just nodded before hurrying off towards the first ball room.
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Hermione walked through the doors of the ball room and smirked when she spotted Bellatrix.
Hermione pulled out her wand and flicked it, Bellatrix became bound to the wall by invisible chains. Then she put her wand away and pulled out her blade.
Bellatrix, finally coming out of her shock sneered.
"Oh look, the little Mudblood's got a knife," she said, though Hermione could clearly see the panic and fear in her eyes. She sneered back.
"You didn't follow orders, so you will be punished," Hermione said, lightly running the blade up and down Bellatrix's arms, not pressing down enough to cut her. Then she ran the blade lightly over her neck, letting out a cruel laugh when Bellatrix flinched.
Hermione brought the blade back to Bellatrix's arm, this time pushing down hard enough so that blood was drawn. Bellatrix bit her lip, holding back a whimper and Hermione began to press harder, and began to write words on Bellatrix's arms, legs, and shoulders. The blade was charmed, the scars that were made could never be removed nor glamoured so not visible. All the while Bellatrix whimpered in pain, once in a while letting out a moan.
When Hermione was finished she had written:
I am loyal to Hermione. I will do as she says. I will not disobey the Dark Lord and his Lady. I am just a worthless, replaceable follower.
Then Hermione put her blade away and pulled out her wand.
"Crucio!" Hermione laughed as Bellatrix, the person that had killed Sirius, and that had caused Neville's parents to go mad, got what she deserved. Hermione laughed as Bellatrix writhed around in her bonds, screaming loudly. Hermione let go of the curse only to yell out again, "Crucio!" and watch Bellatrix continue writhing and screaming out in pain, the still bleeding cuts only making it worse.
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When Hermione was done with Bellatrix she released her from her bonds and let her fall to the ground before heading back to her and Tom's room where the perfect child was.
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Hermione walked into her and Tom's room, and was shocked at what she saw. Tom, not looking like a human snake, and the perfect child were talking quietly on the bed.
"Hello, I see that the two of you have been introduced," Hermione said smiling warmly at the pair. Tom really could be nice when he wanted to.
"Hermione, Lila," Tom gestured to the perfect child before continuing, "is a half-vampire,"
"My mother died giving birth, I killed her," Lila spoke, her eyes clouded with sorrow, "I didn't mean to, she was only human. My father got the Voluri to kill him afterwards, leaving me on my own. A Coven of vampires, more like a family found me and took me in, the Cullens. They have a half-vampire in their family, her mother was the only mother ever to survive, Bella, though she had to get turned. They will be looking for me, but I had to ask of you. Don't try to kill all of the humans you call muggles and the wizards you call muggle-borns. If you are going to take over this world, then make it a better place. Because, what you are imagining is a place where no one is happy," Lila said, speaking in her high clear voice, and Hermione felt for the first time in a long time real regret.
Regret that she had killed an innocent muggle to make her horcrux, regret that she had betrayed her friends and the Order, she even wished that she hadn't tortured Bellatrix. She now saw two paths, one, the light, and the other the dark.
The light was the one that she had been following since she was born, the one of pure good.
The dark was the one that she had begun to follow when she met the person that she loved more than anyone else.
She exchanged glances with Tom, his eyes were troubled and she knew that the young half-vampire had had the same effect on Tom.
A/N: I personally love this chapter, even if the torture scene is a little weak. I think that it was a good idea to include Twilight because I already like this chapter even more than any of the others am beginning to get excited to write this fanfic again. I would really love reviews, they help so much and make me want to keep writing. Check out my other stories, Unexpected Lovers, The Secret Life Of A British Squib, and How To Save A Life!