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The Past
Chapter 2
The next morning Hermione woke up in The Leaky Caldron and looked out the window at muggle London. This was the first place she could think of to go for the moment, she remembered that Harry has stayed here during the summer before their third year. God how was she going to be around Harry when it was his godfather and fathers fault that she had no family now. How could she even speak to Mr. Weasly again after what she had discovered. She didn’t think she could ever face them, she was so angry how could they do that they always seemed to say that they had to be better than what they were fighting and after her mothers letter it almost sounded as if the ministry was worse than the death eaters. ‘what should I do I don’t know who to believe anymore everything I thought is wrong.’ she decided to go to gringotts and see how far this rabbit hole went.
She walked down diagon alley and it some how looked different to her . ‘if I was wrong about this how many other things did I believe that were a lie‘. Hermione was starting to doubt what she had been fighting for, for the last 6 years.
“Hello I’d like to go to vault 621” she said to the goblin at the counter.
“No ones been to that vault in years” the goblin replied looking at her suspiciously.
“Yes it’s a family vault, unused most of the time.’ She said with finality in her voice.
“Very well follow me” he replied and they went to a cart to ride down to the vault. They arrived a few minuets later, the door looked the same as all the others except there was a crest on it, it was sort of like the Hogwarts crest it had a raven and a serpent surrounding an olive branch. It seemed ironic that between these two animals would be the symbol for peace. Hermione walked up to the door and put the key in and turned it. The vault opened and she gasped there had to be more money than even Harry had in his, there were works of art, artifacts boxes of things Hermione didn’t even want to touch no knowing what they did. The things that her mother wanted to protect must have been put in here but the question was who did it.
“ I haven’t got all day.” The goblin said to her.
“You will have as much time as I need.” She replied curtly. She looked at a pile of papers in the corner they were to a deed for a house, they had her real name on the bottom, the most likely had been under a spell to pass on to the next in line for the inheritance. She then spotted a chalice that looked out of place ‘this must be the portkey mother was talking about’ she thought to herself. She wanted to look at everything but the goblin was impatient so she grabbed the deed, the portkey and a sack full of coins and walked out of the vault ‘I can come back and look at the rest some other time‘. She got in the cart “ Ok now I’m ready to go back” she said to the goblin and they were off.
When she got back outside she thought about her options, she could go to Severus, it seemed really strange to call him that after all these years, she had to wonder why her mother would turn to him he didn’t seem like a companionate man but she had told Harry and Ron that he was only hard on them because he wanted them to succeed . By going to him she could discover what happened to her family. she could also go to Draco and see what he knew. Since she had no idea where Malfoy manor was or even where to begin looking and that pureblood or no pureblood Lucius Malfoy most likely wouldn’t give her a warm reception so she decided Severus would be the best choice. Hermione returned to her room and laid on her bed thinking, she was in debt to Tom Riddle, maybe there was some strange method to his madness. For the last two years he had been virtually silent biding his time but now she had come to relies that she owed him her life, he had protected her from those who seemed more dangerous than he and his followers. How would you go about contacting Tom Riddle? Could it be done, well she was going to find out.
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In Hogsmead Severus Snape (extremely sexy) potion master of Hogwarts was sitting at his kitchen table reading the latest edition of Potion Weekly when he heard a strange noise in the sitting room. He went out to investigate and a strange sight befell his eyes
“What is going on Mrs. Granger how do you know where I live this cottage is unplotable” Severus demanded sternly.
“Professor Snape do you remember a woman named Heather Rosier?”
“ Ms. Granger I don’t know what your on about but you better explain right now” Severus demanded.
“Ok professor my real name is Hermione Rosier I’m a pureblood and the daughter of Heather rosier she left me a portkey to help me find you in hopes that you could point me to her.” Hermione explained quickly she just hoped Severus wouldn’t blow up at her.
“oh my god, Heather rosier I remember that night she came to me and had me turn a chalice into a port key after her husband died I had been trying to help protect her, but her child disappeared and she ended up dieing at the hands of a hit squad of Aurors.” Severus reveled.
“So she is dead as she thought she would be” Hermione stated as she sat on the couch she was hoping that maybe she was alive and that she could understand things better that maybe she had been in hiding but that wasn’t the case.
“ Ms. Granger…”
“ Its Ms. Rosier actually, I want to find out what happened and why. I need to contact Tom Riddle I know you’re a death eater can you help me?” Hermione looked at him defeated she saw anger in his features.
“ You want to meet Tom Riddle, he died a long time ago now only Voldemort is left.” Severus said sadistically.
“ I need answers I don’t understand I don’t know why my parents were killed and he would know more about this because he protected my mother while she was running”
“Hermione you don’t understand you don’t just walk up to Voldemort and say hey remember this woman 18 years age.. It doesn’t work like that your already a target for him because of your friendship with Potter.”
“ Well that will no longer be a problem.” Hermione stated firmly.
“ Excuse me?” Severus said they had been the amazing trio for the past 6 years since when did things change.
“ Professor Snape there parents are the reason I have none I don’t know how I could look in there faces and still go on like nothing has changed, everything has changed.” She had a aura about her like the world was starting to come into perspective for her.
“ This is strange, Hermione your mother came to me because we had been friends in school together she was one of the few I could count on, what else is going on here, why did you come to me of all people.” that was the first time Severus had called her by her first name, it sounded right, he had a nice voice she noticed it during class and now he said her given name with it and it sounded right.
“Severus my mother left a short note I don’t think she even knew what was going on or why she was being hunted, all she said was that you could shed some light into her current whereabouts and that Draco Malfoy is my cousin” Hermione finished. Severus hadn’t reacted to her calling him by his first name given the nature of the conversation but he was starting to feel as if he could use a drink. As Hermione watched Severus got up and went to the liquor cabinet and summoned a tea tray and put some brandy in both cups.
“Here Ms. Rosier you seem like you could use this.” He handed her one of the cups of tea.
“Thank you Severus” she replied this man was confusing now he goes back to formalities, she got the impression he was uncomfortable. Hermione was beginning to feel warm in her fingers and toes after she finished her cup of tea.
“ I know you want to know about your mother, but it was long ago in a bad time I remember she was a kind woman one of the few who were kind to me, but she got herself into the inner circle because of her husband, things were going sour before she even knew what was going on even I don’t know what happened back then because I was young and not privy to that information, I can tell you that when she found out she was pregnant after your father was killed she hid as long as she could and I had thought until now that you had died sometime along the way but the last time I saw her she was hysterical begging me to make her a portkey to my home and that it was a matter of life and death at the time I didn’t understand but now I see she wanted you to find the path and figure out what happended later on.” Severus poured more Brandy into her cup, during the course of the conversation she had already had two cups and was on her third she was beginning to feel light headed. “ I still don’t understand it to this day.’
“ I want your help I want to contact Voldemort and find out what happened, I need to know I’m beginning to question everything its like a giant conspiracy theory going through my head. I don’t know what to believe anymore.” Severus was feeling looser now that he had, had a little to drink he couldn’t believe that a student he didn’t really like and one of Potters friends was actually more Slytherin that Gryffindor and was asking to meet Voldemort, severs was beginning to wonder if he had woken up in the right universe.
“ Hermione, I am willing to help you only because your mother would want you to know the truth, you are a pureblood so you will be safe but if you reveal to Voldemort who you are you may be “asked” to join him, the risk is high you should think about it before you make any decisions.” Severus finished, Hermione was felling a little tipsy.
“ I know the risk Severus, I don’t know what I’m going to think after this is sorted out.” Hermione went to stand but when she got up the floor began to move.
“The world is moving” she said to Severus before she passed out, He managed to cushion her fall. He picked her up effortlessly, and brought her to the guest room. ’Its just for the night she was intoxicated, he should have stopped her a two but she took the bottle and gave herself more. She looked so peaceful and almost angelic laying there. God Severus what’s wrong with you your thinking this about a student, but he couldn’t help but notice she was growing up and was of age. He left the room before his thoughts could go down a more inappropriate route and went to his own room but just could shake the image of her face sleeping or of the softness of her pressed against him while he carried her to bed.
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Thanks for the reviews hope you liked the new chapter, I actually hand wrote a story similar except Hermione goes completely to the dark side and kicks but she gets involved with Draco and Severus I used the idea of her being a pureblood in that one too. That one wont make it to a publishing but I’m taking it and creating this story, so bear with me I’m only to a certain point them I’m going to just wing the story from there.
The next morning Hermione woke up in The Leaky Caldron and looked out the window at muggle London. This was the first place she could think of to go for the moment, she remembered that Harry has stayed here during the summer before their third year. God how was she going to be around Harry when it was his godfather and fathers fault that she had no family now. How could she even speak to Mr. Weasly again after what she had discovered. She didn’t think she could ever face them, she was so angry how could they do that they always seemed to say that they had to be better than what they were fighting and after her mothers letter it almost sounded as if the ministry was worse than the death eaters. ‘what should I do I don’t know who to believe anymore everything I thought is wrong.’ she decided to go to gringotts and see how far this rabbit hole went.
She walked down diagon alley and it some how looked different to her . ‘if I was wrong about this how many other things did I believe that were a lie‘. Hermione was starting to doubt what she had been fighting for, for the last 6 years.
“Hello I’d like to go to vault 621” she said to the goblin at the counter.
“No ones been to that vault in years” the goblin replied looking at her suspiciously.
“Yes it’s a family vault, unused most of the time.’ She said with finality in her voice.
“Very well follow me” he replied and they went to a cart to ride down to the vault. They arrived a few minuets later, the door looked the same as all the others except there was a crest on it, it was sort of like the Hogwarts crest it had a raven and a serpent surrounding an olive branch. It seemed ironic that between these two animals would be the symbol for peace. Hermione walked up to the door and put the key in and turned it. The vault opened and she gasped there had to be more money than even Harry had in his, there were works of art, artifacts boxes of things Hermione didn’t even want to touch no knowing what they did. The things that her mother wanted to protect must have been put in here but the question was who did it.
“ I haven’t got all day.” The goblin said to her.
“You will have as much time as I need.” She replied curtly. She looked at a pile of papers in the corner they were to a deed for a house, they had her real name on the bottom, the most likely had been under a spell to pass on to the next in line for the inheritance. She then spotted a chalice that looked out of place ‘this must be the portkey mother was talking about’ she thought to herself. She wanted to look at everything but the goblin was impatient so she grabbed the deed, the portkey and a sack full of coins and walked out of the vault ‘I can come back and look at the rest some other time‘. She got in the cart “ Ok now I’m ready to go back” she said to the goblin and they were off.
When she got back outside she thought about her options, she could go to Severus, it seemed really strange to call him that after all these years, she had to wonder why her mother would turn to him he didn’t seem like a companionate man but she had told Harry and Ron that he was only hard on them because he wanted them to succeed . By going to him she could discover what happened to her family. she could also go to Draco and see what he knew. Since she had no idea where Malfoy manor was or even where to begin looking and that pureblood or no pureblood Lucius Malfoy most likely wouldn’t give her a warm reception so she decided Severus would be the best choice. Hermione returned to her room and laid on her bed thinking, she was in debt to Tom Riddle, maybe there was some strange method to his madness. For the last two years he had been virtually silent biding his time but now she had come to relies that she owed him her life, he had protected her from those who seemed more dangerous than he and his followers. How would you go about contacting Tom Riddle? Could it be done, well she was going to find out.
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In Hogsmead Severus Snape (extremely sexy) potion master of Hogwarts was sitting at his kitchen table reading the latest edition of Potion Weekly when he heard a strange noise in the sitting room. He went out to investigate and a strange sight befell his eyes
“What is going on Mrs. Granger how do you know where I live this cottage is unplotable” Severus demanded sternly.
“Professor Snape do you remember a woman named Heather Rosier?”
“ Ms. Granger I don’t know what your on about but you better explain right now” Severus demanded.
“Ok professor my real name is Hermione Rosier I’m a pureblood and the daughter of Heather rosier she left me a portkey to help me find you in hopes that you could point me to her.” Hermione explained quickly she just hoped Severus wouldn’t blow up at her.
“oh my god, Heather rosier I remember that night she came to me and had me turn a chalice into a port key after her husband died I had been trying to help protect her, but her child disappeared and she ended up dieing at the hands of a hit squad of Aurors.” Severus reveled.
“So she is dead as she thought she would be” Hermione stated as she sat on the couch she was hoping that maybe she was alive and that she could understand things better that maybe she had been in hiding but that wasn’t the case.
“ Ms. Granger…”
“ Its Ms. Rosier actually, I want to find out what happened and why. I need to contact Tom Riddle I know you’re a death eater can you help me?” Hermione looked at him defeated she saw anger in his features.
“ You want to meet Tom Riddle, he died a long time ago now only Voldemort is left.” Severus said sadistically.
“ I need answers I don’t understand I don’t know why my parents were killed and he would know more about this because he protected my mother while she was running”
“Hermione you don’t understand you don’t just walk up to Voldemort and say hey remember this woman 18 years age.. It doesn’t work like that your already a target for him because of your friendship with Potter.”
“ Well that will no longer be a problem.” Hermione stated firmly.
“ Excuse me?” Severus said they had been the amazing trio for the past 6 years since when did things change.
“ Professor Snape there parents are the reason I have none I don’t know how I could look in there faces and still go on like nothing has changed, everything has changed.” She had a aura about her like the world was starting to come into perspective for her.
“ This is strange, Hermione your mother came to me because we had been friends in school together she was one of the few I could count on, what else is going on here, why did you come to me of all people.” that was the first time Severus had called her by her first name, it sounded right, he had a nice voice she noticed it during class and now he said her given name with it and it sounded right.
“Severus my mother left a short note I don’t think she even knew what was going on or why she was being hunted, all she said was that you could shed some light into her current whereabouts and that Draco Malfoy is my cousin” Hermione finished. Severus hadn’t reacted to her calling him by his first name given the nature of the conversation but he was starting to feel as if he could use a drink. As Hermione watched Severus got up and went to the liquor cabinet and summoned a tea tray and put some brandy in both cups.
“Here Ms. Rosier you seem like you could use this.” He handed her one of the cups of tea.
“Thank you Severus” she replied this man was confusing now he goes back to formalities, she got the impression he was uncomfortable. Hermione was beginning to feel warm in her fingers and toes after she finished her cup of tea.
“ I know you want to know about your mother, but it was long ago in a bad time I remember she was a kind woman one of the few who were kind to me, but she got herself into the inner circle because of her husband, things were going sour before she even knew what was going on even I don’t know what happened back then because I was young and not privy to that information, I can tell you that when she found out she was pregnant after your father was killed she hid as long as she could and I had thought until now that you had died sometime along the way but the last time I saw her she was hysterical begging me to make her a portkey to my home and that it was a matter of life and death at the time I didn’t understand but now I see she wanted you to find the path and figure out what happended later on.” Severus poured more Brandy into her cup, during the course of the conversation she had already had two cups and was on her third she was beginning to feel light headed. “ I still don’t understand it to this day.’
“ I want your help I want to contact Voldemort and find out what happened, I need to know I’m beginning to question everything its like a giant conspiracy theory going through my head. I don’t know what to believe anymore.” Severus was feeling looser now that he had, had a little to drink he couldn’t believe that a student he didn’t really like and one of Potters friends was actually more Slytherin that Gryffindor and was asking to meet Voldemort, severs was beginning to wonder if he had woken up in the right universe.
“ Hermione, I am willing to help you only because your mother would want you to know the truth, you are a pureblood so you will be safe but if you reveal to Voldemort who you are you may be “asked” to join him, the risk is high you should think about it before you make any decisions.” Severus finished, Hermione was felling a little tipsy.
“ I know the risk Severus, I don’t know what I’m going to think after this is sorted out.” Hermione went to stand but when she got up the floor began to move.
“The world is moving” she said to Severus before she passed out, He managed to cushion her fall. He picked her up effortlessly, and brought her to the guest room. ’Its just for the night she was intoxicated, he should have stopped her a two but she took the bottle and gave herself more. She looked so peaceful and almost angelic laying there. God Severus what’s wrong with you your thinking this about a student, but he couldn’t help but notice she was growing up and was of age. He left the room before his thoughts could go down a more inappropriate route and went to his own room but just could shake the image of her face sleeping or of the softness of her pressed against him while he carried her to bed.
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Thanks for the reviews hope you liked the new chapter, I actually hand wrote a story similar except Hermione goes completely to the dark side and kicks but she gets involved with Draco and Severus I used the idea of her being a pureblood in that one too. That one wont make it to a publishing but I’m taking it and creating this story, so bear with me I’m only to a certain point them I’m going to just wing the story from there.