Previously in Hermione?

"It was my mothers, she left it with me on some church steps when I was born." hermione answered quite mater of factly. Voldermort stumbled back and fell into the chair behind him, this couldn't be happening. She couldn't be. But then again now that he thought about it he could see the resemblance, but not completely. Wait a glamour of course she had a glamour on, he had to know, he needed to know.

Here's the next chapter for you. Just wanna say thank you so much for the positive feedback and im sorry if my grammar and spelling isn't perfect but im actually writing this in between doing coursework so sorry.

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In the hall Ron sat with his head in his hands and tears in his red eyes blotchy eyes, he couldn't move it was as if time had frozen him in place as if his body no longer listened to his mind, although in his mind he knew he wouldn't want to move either. He was left completely paralysed, hermione was his one love, the one girl he wanted, the one he needed, his finance. Ginny stared at her brothers dishivelled form and thought of how she had felt when she watched harry walk towards his death, it had been the most painful experience of her life to watch him walk away without so much as looking back at her. Sure he had told her he loved her for the first time ever before he did, but he still walked away and left her here, to rot for all her days and be used as a piece of meat ready for whatever use the death eaters wanted. She knew that only time could heal Ron, but here where you were forced to do as you were told, and forced to obey every tiny command, she knew that he would most likely be the next person being dragged down to the dark corridors, the corridors people didn't return from. She knew that if he was taken that she wouldn't be able to cope any more, many times this year she had almost taken her own life something she had thought was weak before, but know she realised it wasn't the cowards way out to take your life you had to be amazingly brave to take that leap. It was Ron who had kept her from slipping away from the world but know it seemed he needed her to do that for him but she wasn't even sure she could save herself let alone Ron as well, she just wasn't strong enough.

Draco paced up and down the corridor outside of the room which contained Voldermort and hermione. His mind was drawing up blanks as he tried to think of a way in which to get his lord to spare Hermione's life, since hermione had saved his life in the was he had felt it was his duty to keep herself, but he'd failed she was surly going to die know. But then again why had his lord stopped? Why wasn't she dead yet, unless he was having second thoughts. 'Impossible' thought Draco surly he was dreaming know.

On the other side of the door the high and mighty lord Voldermort sat slumped in his chair looking at hermione in complete and utter disbelief. He quickly stood and marched over to hermione startling her and causing her to jump back against the bare wall behind her in fear. He stopped, he was once again staring at her but this time he looked hurt ' why should he feel hurt' thought hermione ' why should he feel hurt after everything he's done' Realizing that he shouldn't get to much closer to her so not to scare her Riddle whipped out his wand and whispered an incantation, before looking at the girl in front of him and gasping. In front of him was Hermione but her appearance had changed, her hair was now a darker purplish black colour, her violet eyes glistened and showed him all her terrors, her blood red lips poured out her secrets and her skin was as pale as his own. Now he new, he new who she was, but how could this have happened? How?

"Hermione...please would you look in the mirror on the far wall for me and tell me what you see?" Hermione looked at him as if he'd gone entirely crazy and by his recent actions she was almost sure that he had in fact gone crazy. Yet she obediently dragged herself over towards the large mirror behind his throne and gasped. She, she looked good.

"what's happened to me?" She asked him in a whispered voice as she turned back to face him to show she was no longer afraid.

"Hermione, child you know that you were adopted but you don't know is the identity of your true parents.....but I do." Tom turned his head up and looked at the young girl in front of him, he felt emotions flooding him, emotions he'd banished from himself so long ago.

"Who are they?" She demanded, in a voice louder and more confident than she truly felt was capable for how she felt.

"Your mothers name was Aryen Hermione Melissa Jane Dumbledore, daughter of professor Dumbledore and keeper to my heart."

"Your what....... NO!" she screamed"NO!NO, NO YOUR NOT, YOUR NOT,NO!" She screamed over and other again as she fell to the floor grabbing at her hair and clawing at herself."NO, YOUR LYING" she cried out, but riddle simply stood and stared, this was his daughter and she was harming herself.

Suddenly hermione grabbed at her chest as if she couldn't breathe and fell to the floor gasping for air, that she she couldn't quite reach, she felt like she was drowning, as the light got smaller and her breathing fell slower.

"Hermione!"Riddle screamed, he fell to his knee's and bundled her into his arms, no she wasn't breathing, no … he had to get her to the hospital. He ran out of the door her still in his arms slowly closing her eyes and becoming more and more still. In the hospital wing emotions rang high as madam pomfrey ran about gathering bottles and potions to try and save hermione. But hermione was being dragged further under as she fell even further into a sea were their was no water and no noise, just the darkness, as the light stopped and the air she had been fighting to keep left her, was this drowning in your own body?

Was this it?

Was this what death felt like ?

"Please Mya stay with me, please, I need you." Riddle cried out and for the first time in seventeen Riddle cried, real tears that flowed and flowed.

"Please don't leave me , you've got a home here, please don't go, please." he cried out to her.."ARE YOU HAPPY NOW" Riddle screamed at the ceiling "ARE YOU HAPPY DUMBLEDORE, please just bring her back.... im begging you, ill do anything to keep her here with me, please here me out, let her live, please don't take her from me, not her , not my daughter." He whispered the last part as he buried his head in Hermione's cold, dainty, unmoving hands.

Hah I thought id leave the end of this chapter a cliff hanger as well seen as how much you loved the last one :)

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