Hermione Granger FanFiction Part 6

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The Truth By: Anne ______________ Tom Riddle was sitting peacefully in his study, twirling his wand between his long, slender fingers, when he heard a girl cry out from the living room in Malfoy Manor. A few moments later, he felt the Dark Mark burn on his left arm. He appeared a few seconds later in front of Lucius Malfoy, who was standing with his wand pointed over a figure writhing and screaming on the ground. “Who is that you’re torturing, Lucius?” Tom said in his high, cold voice he used when he talked to his Death Eaters. “My Lord, this girl trespassed our Manor, and I had to punish her.” Lucius said, his head bowed down. Tom nodded and promptly dismissed Lucius and came over to where the girl was. She was unconscious, of course, Lucius’ Cruciatus curse was the best out of all his Death Eaters. Tom knelt in front of the girl. It was not common for him to kneel, for he was Lord Voldemort. The girl’s eyes were closed and her black shiny hair was framed around her face. ‘She looks so familiar,’ Tom thought, and he felt a wave of sadness overcome him. He realized with a gasp that this girl looked exactly like Danna. ~~~~ Hermione woke up in a soft, white, king sized bed with curtains around the canopy. She glanced at the windows and realized it must be late. Hermione sat up groggily and swung her sore legs over the bed, realizing she was in silk white pajamas. Suddenly, a house elf appeared, carrying a tray of food. Hermione instantly felt sorry for the house elf, and slipped on the white fluffy slippers that were slightly under the bed. “No, no, no, Missy should not stand up, Missy has suffered the Cruciatus curse, Missy should not move—” “Can I see my f-father?” Hermione said, stumbling on the word ‘father’. The house elf shuddered. “Master does not want Twinky to disturb him, Master will be very mad, Master will surely punish Twinky—” “I’ll make sure he doesn’t punish you, Twinky.” Hermione said kindly to Twinky, the house elf. Twinky looked at Hermione with big watery eyes. “Missy is too kind, Missy cares for us house elves, Missy deserves better—” Twinky stumbled out of the door, muttering how Hermione was a good Miss. Hermione smiled to herself, thinking of her unsuccessful S.P.E.W. project. She missed those times when Draco and Blaise would tease her about that. Hermione momentarily panicked, thinking about Hogwarts and what her friends would say, knowing that she was the daughter of Voldemort. At that moment, the darkest wizard of all time walked silently in the room. ~~~~