Daddy! I'm Yours

Chapter 8

Hermione could not believe what she was reading. She read it four more times just to be sure and she still was not convinced that she wasn’t dreaming. In her hand was a letter. A letter from Bellatrix Lestrange; who was apparently her biological mother. Hermione knew since the age of three that she was adopted, but she would never have guessed that she was the daughter of two notorious Death Eaters. Another big shock was the fact that Snape, as in Professor Snape, was her godfather. She heard a throat clear and she looked up.

“Well Ms Granger,” Snape said.

“You should probably call me Hermione; since we are sort of family now,” Hermione replied.

“Alright then Hermione. How do you feel?”

“Surprisingly, I am ok. I think after my talk with Dumbledore I am ok with being a dark witch. Not to mention my job is kind of scandalous,” she said with a giggle.

“That it is,” Snape smirked.

“I want to see them.”

“Then I will take you after classes on Friday. Meet me in front of the oak doors.”

“But that is two days away from now!”

“Yes, you will just have to wait.”

Hermione crossed her arms and pouted cutely in her seat. Snape saw this and chuckled. He made a shooing motion with his hands and Hermione got up with a smile on her face and walked out.

It seemed like Friday had taken its sweet time to arrive, but it finally did. Hermione was more excited than she thought she would be. For the past two days she had really sat down and analyzed how she felt about being the daughter of Bellatrix and Rodolphous Lestrange. She was upset about the fact that she did not get to grow up with them and that they missed so much of her life. At the same time she was happy because the Grangers loved her with all their hearts. She had a great childhood. Hermione packed her weekend bag then went down to the oak doors to wait for her Godfather. He arrived then took her hand and apparated them both. They landed outside of what she knew to be Malfoy Manor.

“Don’t be nervous,” Snape said.

“I can’t help it. I am about to meet my parents in Malfoy Manor. I know that the Manor also houses the Dark Lord,” Hermione nervously said.

“The Dark Lord does reside here, but he will not harm you; not now. He is aware of who your parents are. Also, he is not as you remember him. I will not tell you anything further about him fore that is his story to tell.”

“Alright. I will take your word for it.”

“Now that the dramatics are over with; lets go up to the door.”

They walked up to the door and Snape rang the doorbell. A house elf answered and let them in telling them to wait in the drawing room.

“Hermione.”

Hermione looked around as she heard her name. She saw a woman with dark curly hair, slim waist, nice breasts and ass. She was kind of pale with black eye shadow and black lipstick. She wore a dark green dress and heels. Hermione thought that she was very beautiful.

“Hermione,” the woman repeated.

“Yes,” Hermione replied.

“You are so beautiful sweetheart,” she said.

Hermione finally realized that this was Bellatrix; her mother.

“Mama.”

Both of them sobbed and ran to each other hugging. Their hug was joined and Hermione knew it was her father. The trio finally broke apart and went into the living room.

“So Hermione, tell us everything,” Rodolphous said.