Secrets Of The Past, Mysteries Of The Future

 
Secrets of the Past, Mysteries of the Future
 
Chapter 1: The Sorrow of a Dark Lord
 
The sky outside was cloudy with some hidden stars, yet still midnight blue. Hermione stared out the window, twirling a strand of her hair. She looked down, observing the hair closely. The once bushy hair was sleek and shiny and it had turned dark. Now it was a light shade of black.
 
"Hermione! Time for bed!" she heard her mother call. With a sigh she got in bed and turned off the lights.
                                              

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 With a small 'pop' a person clad in long black flowing robes appeared in her room. Red eyes burning slightly and then turning to deep violet, their normal color. He gazed upon the sleeping girl and somehow smiled. Even though it was almost impossible for him, The Lord of All Evil, to smile. Not a cruel, sadistic smile. An actual smile that meant something. Thoughts flew through his head as he watched the sleeping girl.
 
'She has changed so much since I last saw her. The first time I saw her was in her 5th year. I remember it like it was yesterday. Just when I was about to kill that meddling Harry Potter, she jumped in front of him. I, being so shocked, did not kill her fast enough. And she disarmed me! No one had ever disarmed me before. And I knew she was powerful. I retrieved my wand with a summoning charm, but before I could do anything they were gone. For the next year, I watched her. I found out that she was the smartest student in Hogwarts since I had left and also that she was a mudblood, which I found less appealing. I had Lucius check all the files that he could find on her. And I had learned what she, herself, did not know. Hermione was adopted by the Grangers. Her real name is Harmonia Malfoy. Well, Lucius flipped when he found out that his long lost daughter was being called a mudblood, and by his son! He is, of course, planning to reunite with her in her 7th year, which will start in a week. Her appearance is already changing. This is what she looked like before she was kidnapped, Lucius had told me. Her whole history was long, but it was worth listening. She had been kidnapped, Lucius believes the culprit was Albus Dumbledore or some one from the White Forces. For she was too powerful and if joined the Dark Side, the White Forces would fall. Her appearance had been changed with a simple spell and after all this time, it was finally wearing off. Her eyes should be turning green soon, she's already pale. Well, I was curious so I had asked Lucius 'Why doesn't she have blonde hair and blue eyes?'. The answer was simple, Narcissa wasn't her birthmother. Actually I was glad she wasn't blonde. I would never fall in love with a blonde, as I did with her. It is a strange feeling that I have never experienced before and I assume it is love. It is more than want and there is always that feeling of jealousy. I want her on the Dark Side! With her it's impossible to loose. She has so much power. I want her to rule with me, side by side. I want her to be my Dark Queen. But that Potter, he will get in my way! But I won't stop at nothing! FOR LOVE, FOR POWER! I will get her...' 
 
He stroked her cheek with one long finger and then disappeared with another quiet 'pop'. There, on her cheek a shape of the Dark Mark shone brightly and then faded as quickly as it had appeared.