The True Heir of Dark

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Summary: Hermione discovers the truth about the war and her heritage. How will this affect her friends and the love of her life? R/R

The True Heir of Dark

Chapter 3

Severus and Hermione made their way silently through the house. A few moments later, they reached the study door. Severus knocked on the heavy oak door. Tom called for them to enter. Arm-in-arm, the couple walked into the study.

“Hello Severus, Ah, you must be…dear Merlin! Child, what happened to your face?” Tom exclaimed.

Severus spun around and took in Hermione’s appearance for the first time since he picked her up. On the left side of her face was a massive black and purple bruise from where Ron had slapped her.

“My god! Who did this?” Severus demanded as he eased Hermione onto the nearby sofa.

“It was Ron.” Hermione answered as she bowed her head.

Tom stood up and walked over to her. Gently, he raised her head so he could inspect the bruise. When he saw her face he made a startling realization. She was his long lost child.

“Severus, go and fetch that salve you made last year. It’s in the bathroom down the hall.” Tom instructed. Severus rushed out of the room. Tom sat beside Hermione. He only hoped she and Severus wouldn’t be upset when he told them the truth.

“Sweet child, I’m so sorry this happened to you.” Tom said as he examined the bruise.

“Thank you. You know, you’re being awfully nice, especially considering the fact that I’m a mudblood.” Hermione replied.

“No. You’re not a mudblood Hermione. Never think or say that about yourself.” Tom said.

Hermione just stared at him. When he held her hands, she felt so safe. Like she was connected to him. Just then, Severus re-entered the study. “Here it is.” Severus said.

Tom stood up and Severus sat down beside Hermione. As he applied the salve, Hermione told them what happened with Ron. Once finished, both wizards were furious and ready to spill Ron’s blood.

“I’ll rip him apart with my bare hands.” Severus growled as he held Hermione.

“Severus, I’m angry too, but now isn’t the time. He will get his in the end. Right now, I have something important to tell you both.” Tom said.

“What is it…um, what do I call you anyway?” Hermione asked.

“You can call me Tom. Well, it seems that you, Hermione, are my long lost daughter.” Tom answered.

Hermione and Severus were speechless. Tom let out a sigh as he sat in an armchair in front of them. “You see, I was once married. Her name was Jezebel. She was a pureblood and attended Hogwarts with me. She was in Ravenclaw and the first person who reached out to me. You look just like her Hermione, except you have my eyes.

“We started dating during out fifth year. I loved your mother very much. We got married three months after graduating. A year before I went after the Potters, she had you.” Tom paused and got to his feet.

Hermione saw the tears forming in his reptilian eyes before he walked to the window. She got to her feet and approached him. She gently placed her hand on his arm. He looked down tenderly at her.

“Please, go on.” she said.

“Well, Jezebel had gone into hiding with her sister Rhonda. When she went into labor, Rhonda was at her side. After you were born, Albus showed up at the hospital. Your mum had sent Rhonda home to get some rest and she was alone. He never knew for a fact that your mother and I were married, he just assumed. He took you and killed her. You were apparently placed with those Muggles.” Tom finished sadly.

“What happened to my Aunt?” Hermione asked.

“She has remained in hiding. I haven’t seen her since the night you were taken away. She was the only one who knew for a fact that you were my child. Rhonda was also the one who named you. She never told me your name, just that Jezebel had had a little girl.” Tom answered.

Hermione turned and faced Severus. He sat unmoving on the sofa. She left Tom’s side and went to sit beside her lover. She turned his face so that he was looking into her honey amber eyes.

“Severus, say something.” she pleaded.

“I’m sorry love. I’m just surprised. I never knew your wife was pregnant.” Severus replied looking over at Tom.

“You only met her once Severus. The only people who knew were Jezebel, Rhonda, myself, and Narcissa because she was Jezebel’s medi-witch until she went into hiding. I think Lucius and Bella may have figured it out toward the end.” Tom replied.

“Does this change things between us?” Hermione asked a bit nervously.

“No! Hermione, I don’t give a damn whose daughter you are.” Severus answered.

To prove his point, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her soundly. Tom looked on and smiled. He knew then that his daughter would be safe with Severus.

“I hate to interrupt, but you had better get her back. If Dumbledore or anyone not trust worthy were to discover her missing, you both will be in great danger.” Tom said.

“He’s right. When can I see you again?” Hermione asked.

“There’s a meeting on Saturday. Perhaps Severus could bring you.” Tom answered.

“We can try.” Severus said.

“Before you go, I have something to give you”, he said as he went to a portrait on the wall, which swung back to reveal a safe. After he opened it, he pulled out a necklace “Take this. I gave it to your mother on our wedding day. I know she’d want you to have it.”

“It’s beautiful.” Hermione gasped as she fingered the silver starburst pendent. In the center of the starburst was a sapphire. “Thank you.” she said.

Tom nodded. Severus attached the necklace around her neck. The couple bid Tom good night and left. They apparated from the mansion back to 12 Grimmauld Place. He walked her upstairs and into her room. Before he left, they shared a searing kiss.

“Severus…ohhh…stop. We can’t” Hermione sighed as he began kissing down her neck.

“I’m sorry. I just hate sneaking around like this.” Severus sighed.

“I know.” she replied.

“Well, I had better go. I love you.” he said.

“I love you too.” she smiled.

They shared one last loving kiss and Severus retreated back downstairs. Hermione smiled as she closed her bedroom door. She quickly changed into her nightgown and climbed into bed. As she laid in the dark, she fingered her mother’s necklace.

‘Wow! So I’m the daughter of Lord Voldemort. I should be freaking out, but I’m not. It’s almost as if I’ve found where I truly belong.’ she thought as she drifted off to sleep.

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The next day, Hermione pretended nothing was different. Of course, she told Harry and Remus, after receiving a letter from Severus telling her they could be trusted.

“You know, somehow, I feel as if I knew. That you were his daughter I mean. I know that sounds crazy though.” Harry said.

“I don’t think it’s crazy. I felt a similar feeling.” Hermione smiled.

“Remus, you’re awfully quiet.” Harry stated.

“Well, I was waiting until Hermione and Severus had gone to see Voldemort before I said anything. I knew Hermione was Voldemort’s daughter from the first time I met her. The only reason I knew was because of her scent.

“As a werewolf, I can smell people. Before Voldemort disappeared I met him once. I was quite surprised that he let me leave alive. A few days later, I met his wife. I never forget a person’s scent. So, when I met Hermione and smelled those two scents, I knew instantly. It’s the same way I suspected that you and Severus were together.” Remus explained.

“Wow, that’s fascinating. Does Severus know?” Hermione asked.

“I haven’t had the chance to tell him. Perhaps I will tonight at the meeting.” Remus answered.

The three Gryffindors sat and talked a while longer before Remus had to go downstairs for the Order meeting. Hermione and Harry went to sit with Ron and Ginny in Ginny’s room.

“So, are you going to be taking a whole bunch of classes again?” Ginny asked.

“Probably. I enjoy the challenge.” Hermione answered with a laugh.

“You work too hard.” Ron grumbled.

“Oh give it up Ron. Nothing you say is going to change Hermione.” Ginny laughed.

Hermione’s eyes locked with Ron’s. She had left out the part about Ron hitting her to Remus and Harry. She shivered as she saw the malicious look in them. She was glad Severus’s salve had worked on her bruise. Of course, right now Ron looked as if he wanted to knock her head right off.

“Well, um…I’m going to bed.” Hermione said nervously.

“You all right?” Harry asked worriedly.

“Yeah, I’m just a bit tired is all.” she answered.

“Here, I’ll walk you to your room.” Harry insisted.

Hermione nodded. Just before she and Harry exited the room, she caught Ron’s eyes. The look he was shooting her was murderous. She shivered again as she and Harry left the room. Harry walked her to her door, bid her sweet dreams, kissed her cheek, and left.

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Hours later, Hermione was startled awake by a hand over her mouth and a wand under her chin. Hermione’s eyes went wide in fear as she stared into the hate filled blue eyes of Ron Weasley.

“One sound, one twitch, and you’ll be sorry.” Ron hissed.

Hermione nodded. Ron removed his hand and wand. A second later, he began stripping away her nightgown and the quilt covering her.

“Why? Why are you doing this?” Hermione asked tearfully.

“This is what you deserve. Going behind my back with Harry. I know you’re fucking him.” Ron hissed.

“No! Ron, please…Aaahhh!” Hermione cried out quietly as Ron slammed his hard cock deep inside her.

Hermione lay there crying as he, her one time best friend, raped her. Once he ejaculated in her, he got off, redid his pants, and left. She used wandless magic to cleanse herself and the sheets, curled up in a ball, and began sobbing. At least she was safe from becoming pregnant by rape. Thanks once again to Severus’ potions skills.

T.B.C