On the Wings of Butterfly’s

All Bridges must be crossed.

She was restless, it was half past ten and she’d been wondering the manor for an hour looking for that ferret face.

“MALFOY!”

She screamed again for the second time. The manor was not that big, and he was to tell her when he left, they were all to tell her; so she wouldn’t have to go searching through this stupid manor to find them.

“I am NOT your BLOODY SECRETERY!”

A woman had flooed to tell Draco some result from some test most likely that she was pregnant with his child. She growled softly.

“If you make me find you Malfoy I swear you will think I am Voldemort him self”

She heard chuckling from behind her and Mia turned around to see Draco standing behind her. She growled and moved over towards him.

“I am not your bloody secretary, if another Bint floo’s me to tell me that she’s positive for some bloody tests they I swear you will think the Dark Lord had gotten to you.”

“But Mia”

He whined pouting. He found him self at the business end of a wand with a very ticked off witch standing behind it and he smirked.

“Reminds me of third year,” He said off handedly he didn’t see the curse hit him all he knew was the pain of his bones shifting and then the feel of the floor hitting him over and over as he bounced.

“Mia?”

She turned from the bouncing ferret to look in to the eyes of Severus Snape. She gave a small smile as she gave Draco one more bounce and let the little ferret scurry off.

“May I help you Severus?”

Snape shook his head and then watched as Draco scurried off to hide somewhere. He then moved closer to her as he held out a vile for her he smiled softly.

“My lord has told me to give this to you. He says you needed the calming drought as well as your monthly medicine.”

Mia nodded and ran her eyes over the vial of green liquid and then up to Snape and then back to the Vial.

“Why did you brew this? I normally brew it my self, My lord is wrong, I take it tomorrow at noon, has he a reason as to why I am taking my potion early?”

“No he simply stated to give it to you for you are to see him with the recruits.”

She nodded and pocketed the potion thanking Snape and walking to her rooms. She entered her rooms. Sitting on her four-poster bed. She warded and sound proofed her door as she lay down. She knew taking the potion would hurt just like it did every month but it dealt with several problems she had to deal with. It not only blocked her from aging, it blocked her from normal womanly things like being able to bare children. She no longer had to deal with her menaces and she didn’t have to worry about her glammer fading. This was the last dose she was to take for her life. It would be complete after this potion; it would not be reversible. With this green goo there would be no more Hermione Jane Granger there would only Be Mia Owen.

Looking in to the mirror as she took down her glammer and looking at her self she didn’t regret one ounce of what she was about to do. The women staring back at her, with brown fuzzy hair, honey almond eyes, emotions in her eyes. This woman was not her. This was Hermione Jane Granger. This was not Mia Owen, Mia Owen killed for sport, Hermione read for sport. Mia was the Heiress to the dark lord; Hermione was the heiress to a bunch of dentists in the muggle world. Mia Owen was a pureblood, Hermione was the lowest of low, she was a mudblood. These two women were her extremes. The light and the dark, and the light gave up the fight long ago.


Hermione Jane Granger was sweet, she was innocent, she had never faced the real fears of war, and Hermione Jane Granger was never allowed to grow up. She was never allowed to face the pain of losing someone, the pain of being lost. So as she looked at her true self in the mirror she wished her good bye\'s. Putting the vial to her lips Mia gulped the rest.

She had just enough time to make it to her bed before the pain started to rip through her. She could feel Her body changing, her hair grew longer straighter and she could feel her self growing slimmer her lips grew slightly larger her eyes turned a dark blue and her finger nails grew longer.

The girl that lay in the bed panting was not Hermione Granger. She was Mia Owen, the heiress to the dark lords throne, the best potions mistress, the best healer in all of London, one of the strongest witches since who knows when and one of the only few women who served the dark lord. Mia Owen was someone you wouldn’t face even on a good day. When she sat up slowly a pain ripped through her side and she let out an ear splitting scream that pierced through the soundproofing of her room and seeped in to the halls of the rest of the manor. In a matter of seconds there was a pounding on her door and the last thing Mia knew was darkness as she passed out. The wards on her door feel as she lay there clutching at her side.

Nott was the first to get in to the room his wand drawn he looked around to see if anyone where in the room and when he saw no one he rushed to the bed. He backed away slowly as he saw that she was not bleeding, inturn she was glowing he turned to the eight men behind him all who were housed within the same wing as Mia.

“Get the master”

Was all he said to the man behind him. He turned to one of the recruits that had been staying in the wing after he was injured.

“Floo, St. Mungo’s tell them to send Ginevra Weasley, NOW!”

The boy ran to the closet fireplace and did just that. Ginevra Weasley was in the middle of delivery a baby when a man decked out in his full death eater robes told her to follow him. She glared at him.

“Screw off, can’t you see I’m busy!”

“There has been a request for you at the compound”

Ginevra Weasley looked to the women beside her and they nodded she took the gloves from her hand and walked over to the front of the bed, to talk to the soon to be mother.

“Madam I’ve had a summons I must go, but I will be back to check on you. Your safe in there hands and they are fully capable to help you. If you need anything tell them.”

Ginevra stood and looked to the man, she glared and then moved out the door to the fireplace that was in the hall.

“Why was I summoned when the dark lord knows, that I am NEEDED here!?”

She said rather sharply, although she had just finished her training two years ago she was one of St. Mungo’s best medi-witches. She sighed and folded her arms.

“Miss. Weasley, it has to do with Lady Mia, Something is wrong”

Ginny glared at the man and then walked over to the fireplace; she threw a hand full of Floo powder in to the fire and spoke very clearly

“Malfoy Manor”

She stepped in to the fireplace and was whisked away, landing in the Malfoy Fireplace she had eight wands pointed at her heart.

“PUT THOES DOWN BEFORE YOU HURT SOMEONE!” She said in a voice that brooked no argument, the wands were lowered when Severus walked in to the room; he bowed his head in a slight hello.

“Follow me”

There was no time for small chat was there no desire from either of them. They had never gotten along nor would they ever get along. Severus lead Ginny through the Manor to Mia’s room and she growled at the Men that were in the room and were standing at the door looking in.

“Get out”

She hissed pointing her wand at a very worried Nott who stood there by the bed looking down at Mia.

“All of you get out, Severus fetch me any and all healing droughts and potions you have. I have not a clue what ails the girl. Get me a bowl of warm water, as well as a washcloth. I will also need help, when you come back Severus. Nott fetch Beletrix there are things here men cannot do. I need my nurse. Fetch her as well. Now go”

Ginny said all this while moving over to the bed and moving her hand over Mia’s face. When it came away with blood on her index finger she closed her eyes. ‘Poor girl, she’s lost everything’ she said quietly. Moving her hands to her wand she growled at the guards at the door.

“I am NOT going to hurt her, How am I to heal someone with out my wand. I am not a muggle.”

She moved for her wand and grabbed it turning and walking over to the door and slamming it in the face of the people standing outside. She moved back over to the bed and spoke very quietly.

“Ennervate”

Mia’s eyes were an opaque shade of blue as she tried to see the world around her. She grasped at the sheets when she could not see anything. The soothing words of Ginny were the only thing that kept her from panicking she knew everything would be ok, it had to be, she was given everything she wanted. She refused to let that go.

Slowly her eyes began to clear and Mia looked around the door creaked open and Mia’s eyes quickly moved to the door where she saw Snape walk in with a black velvet bag. He moved over to the dressing table and opened the bag pulling out hundreds of vials. Mia, looked away.

“What’s wrong with me?”

She said softly as she looked out the window, or would have if the velvet blackout curtains hadn’t been pulled shut at some point during the day.

“I don’t know Mia, I don’t know.”

Ginny said softly as she moved over to Severus. She looked to him and then to the potions. She bit her lip and then spoke in a soft tone.

“She’s lost her ability to have children, what did you give her Severus.”

He spoke just as quietly as she moved the potions around, anything to keep his mind off the girl lying in the bed.

“It was a potions she created, so she wouldn’t have to deal with such womanly things. It also made her stay in this form and not the other’”

His voice got quitter as he finished.

“It has damaged her more then she will ever be able to cope with. She’s lost years that is for sure, but how many I do not know. The magic within her is just as strong as it ever was but her body cannot hold that kind of power. If she were to use that much power it would kill her. I doubt she will ever be able to perform the killing curse ever again.”


Ginevra said softly and looked over her shoulder at Mia who had curled up in a ball and was crying softly as she lay there. She was wiping furiously at her tears to get them to go away she moved to sit up but the door opened slowly and a man in a Long cloak with the hood covering his face slipped in to the room.

“Snape, Miss. Weasley Leave us”

The dark figure moved in to the room, the two bowed their heads and moved out of the room to continue their conversation. The dark lord warded and sounded proofed the room as he moved over to the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and before he could even speak, he had a girl in his lap as she balled.

“It wasn’t supposed to hurt. It wasn’t supposed to be like this my lord.”

She cried in to his shoulder, slipping his fingers under her chin he made her look at him.

“My dear Mia you are fine, you sit here before me just as good as the day you came to me. My dear Mia don’t lose your self because of one thing you will never be able to give me. You know what the potion would do, you told me of it.”

Mia wiped her tears as she looked away and closed her eyes.

“But my lord, I heard them talking, I cant ever cast the killing curse again, I cant be your heiress, I deserve to die, I am no longer any help to you. Kill me now? Save from the pain of failing you my Lord.”

The red eyes narrowed as he held her tighter his eyes boring in to hers.

“Don’t you ever speak like that again, you have not lost your usefulness. Now get out of this bed go do your job or I will kill you”

He hissed as he set her down on her feet and moved away from her. Pulling the hood down, he looked at her.

“This is what you have made me Mia.”

There before he stood a 19-year-old Version of tom riddle, Mia tilted her head.

“You did not look this way this morning my lord. You have a glammer up to make me feel better.”

He moved closer to her taking her face in his hands.

“No Mia this morning I wore a glammor, I had one last thing to do before I showed you my true self.”

He moved in closer to her bringing her lips to his. Mia’s eyes closed as she moved closer to him bring their lips together. It was the softest of kisses. When he pulled back he Smiled and looked in to her eyes.

“Be my queen Mia”

Hermione’s eyes meet his, as she looked slightly skeptical. ‘It’s not ever day that a Dark Lord asks you to go steady’ she said to her self

“I do not know what to say my lord, as a women I say yes, as a servant to the Dark Lord, I ask what is in it for me”

She said softly as she looked to him. Voldemort chuckled softly and shook his head taking her hand and slipping the snake ring on to it.

“I believe, you know what is in it for you and if you were to deny me I believe you would know the consequences”

Mia nodded and then looked at the ring on her finger; a sigh escaping her lips as she looked to him and then back to the ring. It was a silver snake wound around another snake, one green one gold. She looked back to him.

“My lord I am not worthy of this you have bestowed upon me, I am not fit to be your queen. You need someone by your side such as Beletrix, I can not even kill, how am I to be your queen?”

He growled and turned to the window and ran a finger down the pain of glass.

“Do you not see it Mia? Do you not see the way I light up when you walk in to a room? Do you not see the way my heart beats when you are near. I’ve never felt this way before my queen. I’ve never wanted to put someone on a pedestal and worship them as I do you. I trust you Mia with more then my kingdom. I trust you with my life. I love you Mia, can you not see this?”