Hermione Granger FanFiction Part 7

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The Truth By: Anne _____________ Hermione had to hold back a scream as her father walked in the room. She couldn’t help but notice that he looked like his younger form. He looked no older than 20. Voldemort seemed to notice Hermione staring at him and chuckled. “I am usually in this form when I am in Malfoy Manor.” he explained, stepping closer to Hermione. ~~~~ Tom stared at his daughter like she was the most precious person in the world. She looked so much like Danna that it hurt. Danna had died a while after giving birth to Hermione, and it had killed him inside ever since. Watching his daughter’s eyes flash dark blue, he knew she was scared. He took another step forward and she finally spoke. “Why?” Her voice broke. “Why did you leave me? I hated my life there! I hated getting locked up in the attic, I hated having no meals some days, and Hogwarts is the only place I felt safe and even I got bullied there!” Tears were pouring down her face now. Tom closed his eyes. He could not bear to see his daughter cry because of him. But he had to tell her about what happened. He forced his eyes open and sat next to Hermione on the bed. “Hermione, your mother and I never meant to harm you. I was the darkest wizard of all time, and if the Aurors knew about you and your mother, they would have killed both of you in a heartbeat. I hid Danna and you from the world, making sure that both of you were never known. I had to let you go because it was too dangerous for you to be known as The Dark Lord’s daughter.” ~~~~ Hermione sat there, tears rolling down her face, dumbfounded. She was trying to take everything in, running her father’s words over and over in her head again. She didn’t notice her father disappear out her door as she was thinking. A few minutes later, Twinky scurried inside the room holding a tray of warm milk and a few biscuits. Hermione smiled warmly to Twinky and gladly accepted the tray. Twinky scuttled out of the room, muttering under her breath. Suddenly, she felt a wave of sleepiness. She quickly finished a biscuit and drank the warm milk and called Twinky. “Miss called so soon?” Twinky said, appearing next to Hermione, who was already rubbing her eyes. “I just wanted to know where I should put this, Twinky,” Hermione replied, gesturing to the tray next to her on her bed. “Do not worry, Miss. Twinky will take care of it, Twinky will always take care of everything. Twinky is very glad to be helping Miss after so many years of waiting—” “Wait, Twinky. So you knew I was Hermione Granger this whole time? Or did you not know that I was in hiding?” Hermione said. Twinky blinked her big eyes up at her. “No, Miss. Twinky did not know that you were Hermione Granger. If Twinky knew, Twinky would have searched all over for Missy. Twinky shall punish herself for not finding Miss. Twinky will shut her hands in the oven. Twinky will—” Hermione’s eyes widened at the thought of Twinky punishing herself. “No need for that, Twinky. You have been very helpful, ok? Listen, do not punish yourself, got it?” Hermione said, yawning. “Now, I am going to try to sleep; I am very tired.” Hermione finished, yawning once more. Twinky bowed deeply and left the room. Hermione found herself still awake, despite being very tired. Her thoughts were running around and she was worried. ‘Will I still return to Hogwarts?’ That thought was the one thing that kept bothering her so much. After more pondering and worrying, Hermione finally slipped into a dreamless sleep. ~~~~