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Atlantis - An Adventure	By : TheLadyMiya Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 20208 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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New chappy! Thank you all for reviewing! Warning! Naked people coming up!

QueenRuby: This fast enough? Haha. Hope you like the chapter!

MetalHead18314: Thank you very much for the compliments! I hope you like the continuing of this story as well!

Rena: Haha, I try not to have any loose ends anymore. I know how much I hate them in stories so it would look bad if I left any myself! You’ll get to know a great deal about Atlantis in this chapter and even more in the following ones. They have many, many secrets there which will continue to be revealed until the very end! You’ll find out what happens to Voldemort’s body in this chapter, but I won’t tattletale on the immortal business, haha! But I promise, one day you will find out! Enjoy the chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 11

When Hermione came out again, she felt cleaner than she had done in a long time, even if her hair was a complete mess. A simple brown dress and soft moccasins were laid out for her on the bed and she quickly got dressed as Naomi went to get some food. The food was fish and some sort of rice-like substance that didn't taste much and another of those banana-fruits. It was all very simple.

"How come I wear a dress and you one of those suits?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Oh, these are work-clothes," Naomi explained, she seemed to have warmed up a little toward Hermione over the lunch. It was amazing what a little food could do to improve ones mood. "They are easier to move in and can stand extreme temperature changes if we have to work closer to the surface or the volcano. And if you see people wearing clothes like this, you know that they are working and shouldn't be disturbed."

"How come Sirius wasn't wearing them?" She was sitting on top of the bed which was actually very soft, despite being quite thin and laying on the floor. Naomi was sitting on the casket.

"He is still new and he said something about feeling like he was put on display when he wore them," Naomi said with a small smile. "Not that everyone already knows what he got, if you get my drift."

Hermione blushed. Sirius was Harry's godfather! It was almost like a parent! You didn't go around and thinking about your friends' parents in that way.

Still, she couldn't help but to ask. "Have you been his girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend? Uhm, I'm a still his girl friend." Naomi looked at her like she had just asked if the floor underneath them was brown (which it was).

"No, I mean, like a couple," Hermione tried to explain.

That made Naomi laugh. "Oh, I always forget that there is monogamy in most parts of the world. That is such a silly tradition."

Hermione arched her eyebrows. "You have polygamy?"

"We don't have marriages here at all," Naomi explained. "We have mates. Although, there are couples who loves each other so much that they don't want to be with anyone else, but they are usually quite old and have a child together."

Hermione didn't know what she would think. The thought about polygamy felt so strange and, in most cultures that had it, sexist. Although, Naomi hadn't said that she just had one mate. "How many mates do you have?"

"Right now, three," Naomi answered. "You met Aluga, right?"

She nodded.

"She is one of my mates. But she has a dozen so I don't see her very often," Naomi said with a sigh. "Although, I'm so honoured that she agreed to me. Aluga is one of the most powerful here since she was born by two natives."

Hermione gasped. "She was born here?"

"Yes, and Zemuni is her older sister. Although, Zemuni's father was from the outside."

"How old is Zemuni, then?"

"Well, one of Aluga's mates counted it once. He is some sort of Arithmancy-specialist and Zemuni was born three hundred years before Aluga." It seemed like Naomi really liked talking about Aluga, she had a warm glow inside her eyes.

"Is their mother still alive?" Hermione wondered.

"Yes, but she is very old now and everyone thinks she will choose the next thousand-feast to declare her death."

Hermione nibbled her lower lip. "Does she look old? I mean, Aluga said she was around five hundred but she doesn't look old at all."

"Oh, yes, we age here too, but very slow. It's just children who grow as they do in the outside world, but when their bodies are fully developed, they start to age as slowly as the rest of us. But I don't know much about it, you'll have to ask the Highnesses." Naomi leaned back against the wall.

"Who are these Highnesses?" Hermione crossed her legs.

"They are the watchers over Atlantis, if people are fighting over something and can't come to a solution, they will go the Highnesses. They make sure everything works the way it's supposed to."

There was a short knock on the door. Naomi went to open and revealed Sirius and Remus.

"The Highnesses are ready soon," Sirius said.

Naomi nodded and made a gesture for Hermione to follow her. She noticed that Remus had changed to a black robe similar to Sirius', but now when she looked closely, she could see that it was as simple as her dress. She wondered how she looked. The dress felt nice and followed the outlines of her body, and she had placed her hair in a bun. However, there didn't seem to be any mirrors around.

They walked in silence and picked up Snape and Katja too. Hermione was very surprised to see that Snape seemed… relaxed. Although, his face hardened when he spotted Sirius and there was a tense silence between them until they got back to the entrance room. Now when Hermione was a little more relaxed, she noticed that there were flowers there and that the sofa she had been sitting in earlier was just made of big pillows. It seemed Naomi was right, they didn't have any wood here. The table was made off some sort of steel.

They sat down on the pillow-sofa and waited. Hermione became aware of a big door decorated with gold. Something told her they would meet the Highnesses behind them. She let out a breath and leaned back against the wall. Wonder what Voldemort did now?

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"I'm going to… take a bath?"

Voldemort had followed Aluga to the edge of the city where a lake was hidden inside the volcano.

"Yes, you'll be cleansed and healed," Aluga answered with a smile.

Voldemort arched a nonexistent eyebrow. "Healed?"

"Exactly." Aluga came closer and watched in intensely. "You are fading away and you know it. Only Darkness keeps you going, but you aren't alive. However, I can see a glimmer of pure magic inside you. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have brought you here."

"I feel perfectly fine," he hissed, even if he knew he was lying. "I just want to become immortal."

Aluga snorted. "You have to be alive first. What is it that keeps you alive?"

He crossed his arms. "My magic."

Her eyes narrowed and she placed a hand on his chest. "You call this magic? Like I said, I can only detect a glimmer of it. The rest isn't magic. Darkness is the opposite of magic. How long do you think you have left if you let the Darkness control you like this?"

Voldemort had never liked it when people patronised him. He would not let this chit do it. With a growl, he summoned his magic and meant to curse her with it. However, things didn't go as he expected. Instead, Aluga laughed at him and he found himself overthrown by something else, something powerful. It threw him into the wall.

"That's magic, you fool," she taunted him. "Why are you resisting? We are offering you everything you have ever wanted! All you have to do is give up the Darkness that is blocking you!"

Voldemort glared at her, but he didn't attack again. Instead he thought about what she had to offer. He was fading away, he knew it. Although, he was also well aware what it would take to bring his soul apart again. Remorse.

If it was one feeling Voldemort had never felt it was remorse and he couldn't care less about experiencing it.

"You can't help me," he finally said.

"And why is that?" She sounded so cocky. He decided that he didn't like Aluga one bit, not only did she appear know more than he did; she had thrown him into the wall like a ragger-doll. However, he knew from experience that she was probably just putting up a powerful act to hide some great weakness. Only those who were the most insecure put on displays like this. He was looking forward to find what was wrong with her.

"Because parts of my soul have already died," he replied as he calculated his options. Perhaps it would benefit him if he let her teach him everything she knew. Then, when he knew what she did, he could teach her not to disrespect Lord Voldemort.

"Dear boy, that is quite obvious," she snickered. "But we only need a small part to make it grow whole again. All you need to do is to take a bath."

"Very well," he finally agreed.

"Great!" Her face broke into a smile again. "Just remove your clothes and jump in."

"And that is all?" He stepped out of his clothes and threw them to the side and started to walk toward the water. It looked like a deep pool inside the mountain. He couldn't see the water coming in from a hole in the wall or anything, so he made a note to himself to watch out for any streams under the water. "How long will this take."

She had come up behind him. "With the shape you are in? Quite some time. Oh, and perhaps I should tell you-" she rose to her tiptoes so she could whisper into his ear "-this will hurt quite a bit."

Then she pushed him in.

xxx

The Highnesses turned out to be three people, a very old woman, a quite old man and another woman who seemed to be middle-aged. This probably meant she was just around a thousand. They were sitting in a half circle around a purple stone table on high chairs which seemed to be made of bronze. They were dressed in nice midnight blue robes with an emblem in silver on the right side of their chest. When Hermione came closer, she also saw that they were all wearing a silver ring on their right index finger. Other than that, they wore no jewellery which one could have expected from people called "Highnesses", although, there was no doubt these people should be respected.

They were asked to sit on high pillows in front of the table. The old man smiled at Hermione as she tried to figure out the best way to sit. In the end, she figured that sitting on her knees would be easiest.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all," the middle-aged woman said. Her voice was very beautiful. "I'm Gallan and this is Errugl," she made a gesture toward the old man "and Hujna." The old woman nodded. "I'm certain you all have many questions. But first we are very curious to know how you found us and why."

Hermione glanced at Snape, feeling very young and inexperienced among all these old people. Thankfully, Snape began to speak.

"We are very honoured to meet you," he said in an unusually respectful tone she had never heard him use before. "It was because of our… leader. A woman by the name Aluga took him elsewhere some time ago."

Gallan just nodded and smiled for him to continue.

"Well, our leader has a great desire to become immortal and we have all heard the legend about Atlantis. One day, he found a book made of a strange material and filled with symbols no one could read. I dated the protection-spell on it. It was casted over ten thousand years ago. He saw it as evidence to Atlantis existence. I doubted him at the time, but he put together a research team and evidently proved me wrong." Snape gave them a dry smile.

"I see. But how did you find us?" Gallan wanted to know.

"You'll have to ask Miss Granger about that," Snape said with a gesture to her. "She and our leader did all the work, we just confirmed and helped."

The three Highnesses turned their eyes toward her.

"Well… I like to read," Hermione said and blushed. "And I was good in school so Voldemort-" she hesitated, somehow it didn't feel right to bring up the kidnapping "- asked me if I could help him do the research. Not that he couldn't have done it himself, but I think it went faster with my help. We both saw similarities between your symbols and the hieroglyphs of Egypt so we began to look for something out of the ordinary there and…" Hermione told them everything about how they had gone to Egypt, found new writings, travelled to Mexico where they had discovered a tomb and after that found an artefact which was a map and figured out that Atlantis was underneath Antarctica.

When she was done, the Highnesses spoke with each other in the strange language she had heard Aluga and Zeumin speak in before. A moment later they turned to look at her again.

"Your story is very intriguing. You and Voldemort are very observant. We would be very honoured if the two of you would speak to us about the world you come from once he is cleansed," Gallan said.

Hermione didn't know what else to say but; "It would be an honour."

Gallan turned to Snape and Remus. "How about you? I assume you two must be very talented as well?"

Snape spoke again. "I'm a Potions Master and I develop new spells when I find the time."

"And you, Remus?" Gallan asked.

Remus gave her a weak smile. "I'm not as powerful as any of the others, Voldemort choose me because I'm one of the few wizards which know archaeology."

"Come on, Moony, don't sell yourself short!" Sirius had been standing in the back with Katja and Naomi, but now he stepped up to his friend. "Remus has been a professor at Hogwarts in Defence Against the Dark Arts and he is very talented. He also happens to be a werewolf."

This made Gallan arch her eyebrows. "A werewolf? How wonderful!"

Remus smiled shyly.

"Would you mind if we made some tests? Our last werewolf was cured long before I was born," Gallan had become very excited.

"There is a cure?" Remus asked, wide eyed.

"Oh, yes. If you want, we could start brewing it right away, but it would make me very happy if I had some of your blood before that. We have a disease here, sometimes children of former werewolves get a strange bone-disease. We have tried to find a cure, but I believe we need to have samples from an actual werewolf." Gallan said with a sad voice. "It would do us much good if we could use some of your blood."

"Yes, of course. I'd love to help."

"Thank you, that is very kind," Gallan said. "Now, are there any questions for you to ask us?"

Hermione felt like she had so many questions, she didn't know where to begin. Snape started to ask instead.

"How many people live here?"

"We are around seven thousand here in the capital, but there are colonies under other volcanoes both here on the mainland and on the other islands. In total, I'd say around ten thousand." It was the old man who spoke now; he had a dark voice for someone so small.

"How many of you are natives?" Snape asked.

"Maybe two hundred. Most of the people living here are of mixed parentage, which we support. We don't want to risk inbreeding again."

"Again?" Hermione asked.

The old man looked at Gallan who answered. "You said you have heard the myth about Atlantis? I take it it's the myth about how the two twins fought against each other for the power? The war that followed wiped out everyone from the royal family and to speak the truth, we are all very pleased about that. The royal family had only married their own blood and the twins where quite mad because of this. That tore or land apart and put this curse upon us."

"Couldn't you break the curse now?" Hermione asked, sad over the gloomy story.

"Most likely, but do you think the world would welcome us or just see us as a threat?" Gallan said dryly.

Hermione thought about the Muggles. "Uhm… maybe not."

"Besides, we would have to melt the ice around us and we have understood that it would flood great part of the earth," Gallan continued.

"Can't you just move?" Hermione asked.

Snape snorted. "Because everyone are just so welcoming to immigrants these days?"

Hermione sighed. "You are right, sorry, I was just…"

"Don't apologise, Hermione," Gallan said friendly. "We are happy here. But now, if you excuse us, we have some other things to deal with. Please, ask your guides if there is anything you want to know. Or we can talk more the next time we call on you."

They rose and were escorted out to the entrance room again. Hermione decided that the next time she was to see them, she would have her questions written down.

"They have some great pubs here," Sirius said. "Want to see?"

"Sure," Remus said happily.

"I decline," Snape muttered.

"I can take you to another restaurant," Katja told him with a shy smile. "I'm not much for drinks."

"That sound much better," Snape said with a glimmer in his eyes. "Bye for now."

Snape and Katja disappeared through the front door.

"How about you Hermione?" Sirius said and put his arm around her shoulder. "Want to see the city? Share a few drinks?"

Hermione looked at Naomi who was watching Remus with great interested. Since she would need Naomi to find the way back to her room, Naomi wouldn't be able to join, and Hermione would hate to destroy the other woman's evening. Besides, it could be fun to catch up with Sirius.

"Okay, sounds fun!"

xxx

"You know, you don't scream as much as the last man who was done there." Aluga was sitting in a tailor's seat on the stone floor a couple of yards away from the water.

Voldemort was barely listening to her. He had lost track of time long ago. All he knew was the cold fire that was the water running through him. He didn't know what was happening, but he could feel more than he ever remembered feeling. It was scary.

"I wonder what you really look like." The woman never shut up. "Oh, you were probably one of those skinny teenagers with greasy hair and lot of pimples. Some girl probably dumped you and you decided to mess with Darkness. Not very wise of you."

It felt like the cold fire was running through his brain. It hurt so much!

"You are probably wondering why you have to do this," she sounded more considerate now. "It's not because we really wants you to suffer. Nope, it's the water. This is the water we drink and if you had just taken a sip now and then, it would have taken a very long time for you to get cleansed. That would be even more painful."

"H-how much l-longer?" he stuttered.

"You can talk? Oh, then I don't think it will be much longer." She moved a little closer. "Yes, you are starting to look human again and… wow."

Voldemort took a couple of deep breaths and was about to retort when he was dragged under the surface. Oh, fucking Merlin. The cold fire was everywhere inside him. It changed him, it made things start to move inside him, it made him… feel hungry as hell.

His head broke though the surface again and he gasped for air.

"My, my, my, haven't you been all reborn." Aluga was standing up now.

The water was still now. He forced himself to move toward the edge and with powers that was pure will, he hurled himself up on the cold stone floor.

"Food," he growled.

"Everything in good time," Aluga sat down next to him. "Let me just see that everything works the way it was supposed too."

She turned him to his back and pulled her hands over his face, chest and stomach. They felt warm and tingling and he knew she was doing some magic.

"This seems very good," she mumbled. "But there is still something… off with you. I can't put my finger on it. Oh, well, maybe it's just a lingering. It will probably disappear."

"Good. Now food," he growled.

She chuckled, but gave him a basket filled with food. He ate too quickly to notice what it was, but it made his powers return.

"How long was I in?" he asked when he had eaten everything. His voice was darker now, he noticed.

"Almost two days. Its two hours until the dark. Do you need to rest more?" Aluga was watching him like she hoped he wouldn't need anymore rest.

He rose slowly, still not knowing what to expect. The first thing he noticed was his hands. They were smaller and more human. He lifted his hands to his face and noticed a nose, a beginning to a beard on his cheek and chin, eyebrows and hair.

"Could I have a mirror?" The words feel out from his tongue differently.

Aluga pulled her finger over the stone wall and he could see his own reflection.

"I look like I did before my body started to change," he noted without showing any emotions. On the inside, he was both scared and excited.

"And when was that?"

Voldemort rolled his shoulders and flexed his arms. "In my mid-twenties. But I'm thinner now." His hipbones were pointing out and he could count his ribs.

"With food and exercise you will be as good as new," Aluga purred and came closer to him. "Maybe you want some exercise now?" She pulled a finger from his stomach down to his newly grown pubic hair and…

Voldemort gasped and pushed her away.

Aluga smirked. "Not so used to that, are we?"

"I would appreciate if you could keep your hands to yourself," Voldemort answered coldly and tried to force his eager cock down. He wasn't the least attracted to her, but it had been a long time since his cock responded to anything. "Tell me what has happened to me."

"Well, your body was sick, but thankfully it was enough left of you to cure you again. You see, the body wants to be healthy, but you haven't been healthy in a very long time so… well, when the water removed all the darkness inside you, it would seem like it also removed your ageing. When did you begin with Dark Arts?" she seemed thoughtful. She went over to a basket she had brought and picked up a dark robe.

"I've always done it. But I was sixteen the first time I split my soul," he confessed.

"Sixteen? Well, then you are lucky you don't look like a sixteen year old now. How old are you really?" She came back to him and arched her eyebrow suggestively. Apparently she wasn't so repulsed by him anymore.

"I didn't think age would matter here," he retorted and reached out for the robe she was holding. It wasn't the first time he had had to deal with a horny woman. He had long ago realised it was easier to just ignore them if you didn't want them.

She let him take it. "Oh, it doesn't really, but I'm curious to know how much age you have lost. The last person who was done here lost about fifteen."

He pulled on the robe. "Well, I would have been seventy-two in about a month."

She whistled, impressed. "Then you must be very happy now."

He snorted. "Not particularly." He hated changes. He would have to find some information about this water. Merlin, he just felt so confused now but he had to hide it from her.

"Really? So there is no woman you wish to celebrate this with? No one you have wanted for quite some time?"

He turned toward her. She was looking innocently at him. Apparently she noticed more than he had thought. He made up his mind.

"Very well, take me to Hermione."

Aluga smiled knowingly.
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