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Serpent of the World	By : TheLadyMiya Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 9486 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Final chapter! Ozzy is the awesome person who betaed this! For longer A/N, see the epilogue.

Chapter 22
"No!" Riddle growled, pushing her away. Hermione understood his fear. The banishing spell he had used on Slytherin must have run its course by now, just as it had when Odin had used it on Loki.
He started to make his way back to the entrance. Hermione grabbed him again, trying to keep him on Hogwarts' ground. He was still tired from the flight, after all.
Though, she should probably have guessed that Riddle's survival instincts always gave him extra power.
He pulled out his wand and she flew several yards backwards. Groaning in pain, she tried to get back on to her feet. For this plan to work, she needed Riddle at Hogwarts. Otherwise, she could never hope to stop him. He would disappear until he was ready to regain his power and she'd no doubt be the first one on his kill list.
She pulled up her bag, opened it and muttered, "Accio Strengthening Potion!"
It was yet another detail that Odin had planted in her brain when he had told her the plan to take down Loki. From everything she knew about Loki, she wouldn't have drunk the potion without Odin's reassurance. It was a Strengthening Potion, but it had some special properties. Thankfully, they were all properties she would need now, desperately.
The moment she drank it, she felt power surge through her body. She flew up and raced towards Riddle. The strength made her ten times faster than normal. Since she wasn't used to that, she slammed into Riddle, and he flew a few yards back, landing on his arse.
Before he had the time to get up again, Hermione aimed her wand at him. "Stupefy!"
He sank down, unconscious. Excellent. One less problem. But now came the real test.
Just as she had thought that, Loki stepped into the grounds. He must have seen what she had done, because he smiled. "This will be no challenged if you start trying to kill each other."
Hermione glanced over her shoulder, towards the castle. Had anyone noticed that they were there?
Loki followed her gaze. "Ah, so that's why you came here. You think they will come and help you. Well, I suppose I can kill them too."
"No!" Hermione gasped, not even trying to hide her fear. So many things could go wrong at this stage. It was a gamble being this close to the people she cared about, but it was the only way the plan would work.
"You should have thought of that before you came here," Loki told her, kneeling next to her.
"Perhaps if I make you scream loudly enough, they'll come."
"No, please don't hurt them," she pleaded. "I'll do anything."
"You are hardly in a position to bargain, my dear."
"I'll do it," she said quickly. "The sex-oath. I'll go through with it. If you kill me, you won't have anyone else from your bloodline to get a child with. Surely that would be better than killing some students?"
Loki's expression changed. Instead of gleefully evil, he became thoughtful. "You do have a point. However, you have forgone the right to just be pregnant for a few weeks. This time, you'll carry it until you love it. All nine months."
"Of course," she whispered. Odin had known Loki would react like this. Loki liked to emotionally bind people to himself. He had tried to do that before, now he would try to bind her to him with a baby.
The Strengthening Potion had made her fertile as well. It must have been Loki's back up plan, in case she found out about the first baby. Make her drink the potion, kill Riddle, and then be ready to celebrate with Loki.
"And you won't know if it's normal or not," Loki added, his hand coming out, stroking her face. "Or if the next one is."
"Next one?" she asked in surprise.
"Why would I just let you go after you have given me one child, when I can keep you for the rest of your life?"
She trembled, she hadn't counted on this. "But the oath … I only owe you one child."
"Ah, but the next one you'll carry of your own free will," he kneeled, his hand moving down to the opening of her robe.
She exhaled in relief. That was fine. "Okay."
He chuckled. "What did you think? That I'd take out another sex-oath? Threatening something like that twice is boring, Hermione."
Yes, Odin had said that he would think so. Loki was nothing if not innovative. He didn't like to do the same thing, the same way, twice.
"Will you kill him first?" Hermione asked, nodding towards Riddle who still hadn't moved.
"Oh, so that's what you are hoping for? That I take care of him first. No, I think not. I think I'll take advantage of your willingness to please me right here and now." He ripped open her cardigan.
Hermione let out a whimper. She didn't look forward to this part of the plan, but she was amazed by how Loki had done everything she and Odin had predicted. It seemed like all men were just as easy to manipulate when it came to matters concerning their cocks.
"Don't be like that, love," Loki murmured, leaning in to kiss her. "You know I'm good. I'll make you enjoy it this time too."
Hermione closed her eyes as his mouth came upon hers. This was it. If she were to survive this and take down Loki, she couldn't enjoy herself too much, but just enough to fool him. Therefore, she tried to push the fear of the plan failing as far back as possible. She also had to push the fear of it succeeding as far back as possible. She needed to relax. If she wanted to come out of this alive, she needed to do this. Sacrifice herself again for the greater good. But becoming a single mother was a small price to pay to take down two Dark Wizards.
She brought her hands up to his head, stroking his hair, accepting the kiss. He purred in approval, making her lie down on the hard ground. Her hands were still trembling. She forced herself to relax. It was just sex. She had done it before. Just sex.
His lips moved away from her mouth and down to her chin and throat, paying extra attention to the places where she was the most sensitive. But it didn't feel right this time. No matter how much she needed to do this, she didn't like having to do it with someone as evil and twisted as Loki.
His mouth reached her breasts. He lifted them out of the cups of her bra, licking and sucking the nipples. She tried to think of something arousing. Anything. This wasn't Loki, it was the soon-to-be-dead father of her child. A child she had decided to love, no matter what. For that child, she would enjoy this.
She started to think of the romance books she used to borrow from her mother, when she was home during the summer and had run out of text books to read. This setting would have been perfect for that. A passionate tumble with a handsome stranger she had just met.
He had moved down her belly and was now undoing her trousers, pulling them off and throwing them to the side. She spread her legs for him at his urging, pretending she was the lady of a mansion and he was the sexy stable boy.
Thankfully, he made it easier for her when he started to lick her cunt. He found her clitoris fast and sucked on the nub until it was hard. Finally, she began feeling her own lubrication start to form. This would work.
Apparently deciding that it would be enough foreplay, he moved up her body again. He positioned his cock at her opening and thrust forward with a grunt.
Hermione whimpered in discomfort, but forced the muscles of her lower body to relax. He didn't seem to care either way. She got the feeling he wanted to be over with this as soon as possible as well. Perhaps he was worried about getting noticed, or about Riddle waking up. Either way, it worked in her favour.
Soon, she could do it. Odin believed in her, even though she had never attempted the spell, only been the victim of it.
Loki's thrusts became erratic and she knew it was time. He was coming, filling her with his seed which would make her pregnant and thus fulfil her part of the sex-oath. Her life would be saved.
She put her hands against the ground and started to pull the magic from him. It was only possible since he was attempting to use magic inside her, manipulating the DNA of the child. She mentally and magically grabbed that connection, and drew it into her own body, and then out again, into the earth. Loki was much too powerful for her to try and gather the magic inside herself, as Riddle had done with her magic. Odin had warned her against that.
But it was possible to act only as a channel and give the magic to something strong enough to contain it. Something that was magical and already running on the magic of thousands of now dead wizards and witches.
Something like Hogwarts.
She couldn't exactly tell how she knew, but she could feel the wards around Hogwarts strengthening with the addition of Loki's powers. He contained a lot more than any mortal wizard could ever hope to have. But then, he wasn't a mortal wizard. He wasn't a wizard at all anymore, but just a creature held together by magic. Like Salazar, in a way, but much stronger and not contained to just one place.
He collapsed on top of her, moaning in agony, but she didn't let that distract her. She had to get it all out.
She lost all sense of time. All she was aware of was the magic and the connection to him. He was starting to become lighter, both physically and magically. His body was so infused with magic that without it, he couldn't exist. Not even a little bit. He was disappearing from the world until all that remained were the clothes he had been wearing.
Once it was all gone, and Loki was no more, she passed out from the effort.
xxx
When Tom came to, he was deeply unhappy to recognise Slytherin's room in the Chamber of Secret. He felt around for his wand, but it was gone. He could guess who had taken it, but there were still a lot of things he didn't understand. He hated not understanding.
Sitting up, he was even more displeased to see his ancestor, Salazar Slytherin, sitting on the bed next to an unconscious (dead?) Granger. Well, that explained why he was lying on the floor. Of course darling Hermione got the bed.
"Tom," Slytherin greeted him, looking very displeased.
"Please tell me she is dead," he asked.
"She's not. I never thought a former Muggle-born would outdo my own heir, but it seems she has excelled in more areas than one. I'd kill you on the spot, but I guess you know I can't do that."
Tom smirked. So his little anchor spell was working? He had wanted to do some more tests before he was certain, but this was the first good news of the day. Slytherin couldn't take away the body he had created for Tom.
"I guess I'll take my leave then," Tom drawled. "Give my best to Granger when she wakes up."
"No, I don't think so," Slytherin said, and Tom could feel the wards around the room strengthening. Even though he couldn't control Tom anymore, there were still things he could do to stop him from leaving Hogwarts.
"You can't keep me in here forever," Tom told his ancestor.
"Hermione just killed Loki, I think she'll be more than happy to take care of you once she is awake."
Tom looked at Granger again, surprised. "How on earth did she manage that?"
"I plan to ask her, once she is awake."
As if on cue, Granger groaned and rolled over to her side, opening her eyes. She was pale, but when she saw where she was, she smiled. "It worked."
Tom felt an ill foreboding. Odin had told Granger something in those few seconds she was by the coffin. He had been tricked by an old pile of bones and a former Mudblood!
"What did you do, Hermione?" Slytherin asked, looking excited.
"I pulled all the magic from Loki and put it into the magic of Hogwarts," she said, looking a bit amazed herself that it had worked.
"That's not possible," Tom couldn't help but object. "I tried to pull the magic from him, but his shields—"
"He was using magic on me at the time. On my body," Granger interrupted him. "I agreed that he could impregnate me. Thus fulfilling the sex-oath."
Of course. Otherwise, she would have been dead now as well.
"Well done, then," Tom said sourly. It figured. Loki's weakness had been sex. He was just too interested in it. Those two Muggle girls they had seen leaving his house the first time they had met. Who would have Muggle girls around if not just for the pleasure of sex?
"So I'm pregnant now," Granger said matter-of-factly. "And something tells me it's going to stick. You don't need him around."
Tom couldn't help but smile as Slytherin looked angry.
"He has anchored his body to this world. I can't undo the spells that I did to bring him back,"
Slytherin said bitterly. "You'll have to kill him."
Tom was happy to see that Granger did not look eager at that prospect. She was not a killer, no matter what she had done to Loki.
"Can you control him?" she wondered.
"To some extent. His magic is still tied to mine, but I'm certain he will find a way around that too, given time."
Tom smirked. He planned on it.
Granger, however, was looking thoughtful. That wasn't good. She was supposed to look defeated.
"Can you take away his magic?" she asked.
The pleased expression on Slytherin's face told Tom all he needed to know. He fumbled around for his wand again, only to remember that it wasn't there. Then he was struck unconscious again.
xxx
Hermione knew Tom Riddle would be no fun to be around when he woke up and discovered that his magic had been permanently removed, so she left the Chamber of Secrets. Slytherin could deal with Riddle until the night, then she'd have to figure something out.
It wasn't right to just let him loose in the world after all the murders he had committed. At the same time, she could see no more fitting a punishment than him losing his magic. He could still be dangerous, with a criminal mind like that, but not by a long shot as dangerous as he had been.
Should she tell anyone? She had wanted to take care of him herself, without having Harry and the others worry about it. However, if she were to bring Riddle to prison or something, she'd need to tell people who he really was. They'd give him the Dementor's Kiss and that would be that.
At the same time, if they did that, she might as well kill him herself. It would be more merciful to her friends. If she turned him over to the authorities, there would be a lengthy legal process before Riddle was prosecuted. That would only open up wounds that were starting to heal now when they thought Riddle was dead.
Deciding to tell someone trustworthy, she made her way up to the castle. She wasn't sure what she was going to do now with herself either. In nine months, she would be a mother. It was not a thrilling prospect, but for the safety of the world, it had to be done. If the Serpent awoke again, there had to be someone around to stop it. She would make sure to have more children later on in life so it would be a collective burden, and not just something one child had to carry. And she didn't want any of her children to be forced to have children of their own. The more children she had, the more likely that one of them wanted to have children.
Yet, the thought of becoming a mother at this age wasn't appealing. She hadn't been able to think about the consequences before, since it had all happened so fast, but now…
She had always wanted to go to university and have a career before having children.
Well, she could still do that, she supposed. She just had to wait a few years until the child was big enough to be left with a nanny. Her friends would no doubt help her out as well. Her mum and dad…
Merlin, they'd be furious with her! First erasing their memories, sending them to Australia and then coming back pregnant, without a boyfriend?
But it would be wonderful to see them again. Now when the world was safe. The rest, they would just have to deal with.
She reached Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Well, that wouldn't do. If she was going to see her friends again, she couldn't look as if she had just been in another battle.
After magically cleaning herself up and mending her clothes, she finally left the bathroom.
The corridors were empty. It was the middle of the night, after all. She wondered where she should go first and decided that the Headmistress' office would be the best option. There were several things she needed someone else to know about. If anything were to happen to her, they had to know about the Serpent. Slytherin had never trusted anyone, and that had led to him having to bring back Lord freaking Voldemort!
It still had to be a secret, of course, but there were a few people she knew she could trust with her life. They could work on a contingency plan.
"Miss Granger?" Professor McGonagall was clearly surprised to see her when she opened the door to her office, dressed in a purple dressing gown.
"Hi, Professor. May I come in?" she asked.
"Of course. But what are you doing here in the middle of the night? And how did you enter undetected?"
"That's a long story," Hermione said, with a sigh, following McGonagall into the room, and sitting down in the seating area. "But the question of how I entered is perhaps the best place to start. I'm not sure, but I think Slytherin shielded me."
"Slytherins? How could they do that?" McGonagall asked, baffled.
"No, not students. Salazar Slytherin. He is a conscious being inside of Hogwarts and I'm his heir."
McGonagall stared at her for several seconds and then turned to one of the portraits. "Beatrice, can you ask the house-elves to bring up some tea. I believe we will be here for some time."
The plump little witch in the portrait nodded and disappeared. A minute later, a house-elf appeared.
"Kreacher," Hermione said, pleased to see the elf.
"Miss Hermione!" Kreacher squealed in delight. "Is Master Harry with Miss? Kreacher misses seeing Master Harry around Hogwarts. But Auror training is important, Kreacher knows."
"I'm afraid he isn't with me this time, Kreacher, but I'll tell him hello from you when I see him," Hermione offered.
"Thank you very much Miss!" Kreacher piped, and then disappeared again at McGonagall's stern look.
"Now then, Miss Granger," McGonagall said, pouring them both some tea. "Please start from the beginning.
Hermione did just that, trying not to leave out anything (but seriously glossing over the details of her and Loki's sexual relationship). It was starting to dawn by the time she had finished.
McGonagall was still looking both concerned and shocked. "You are certain Tom Riddle has been contained?"
Hermione nodded. "Slytherin was sure he could strip Riddle of all his magical powers. Something about how he had to use his own magic in the process of restoring Riddle's magic."
"We will have to keep a close watch on him in the future," Dumbledore chimed in, from his portrait. All the portraits had been listening in, but Dumbledore was the only one who actually commented.
"A close watch? We have to throw him in Azkaban!" McGonagall objected sharply.
Dumbledore eyed Hermione with his same old piercing expression. "I think the risks of doing that are greater than the advantages. We will have him under lock and key, but for how long? Once his followers find out he is still alive, they will break him out. With their help, he can rise to power again, with or without regaining his magical powers. No, it's better to shut him out from the magical world completely and keep an eye on him in the Muggle world."
She hadn't considered that. "Yes, and I was thinking about the fear and pain of all his victims. They are just starting to heal now. If they know he is alive, it will only reopen the wounds."
"Besides, we have only just managed to defeat the movements for capital punishment being reintroduced for the Death Eaters," Dumbledore said softly. "If they find out Tom Riddle is alive…"
He sighed. "The Ministry can't turn into murderers. Not in these unstable times, not ever again."
"You could always have him assassinated," came the sly voice of Headmaster Black.
Hermione had considered it too. If Riddle seemed to cause anymore trouble, she would see to it. But not yet. "I don't think murder is the answer."
"I quite agree," Dumbledore said. "Tom Riddle has been given a second chance. It's more than he deserves, but that's what it is."
Hermione and McGonagall sat quietly for a moment, both probably considering what they would have to do if Riddle turned out to be more trouble.
"Oh!" McGonagall suddenly gasped. "Miss Lovegood!"
Hermione looked at her, puzzled. "What about Luna?"
"She is pregnant. We only just found out. She said the father was the would-be exchange student from Sweden. That's Riddle!"
Hermione gasped, but couldn't help but feel incredibly relieved. The fate of the world wasn't hanging on just her child. There would be two of them, right from the beginning!
And she didn't have to be alone in this pregnancy.
"I had better go and talk to her," Hermione said. "She should know what's in store for the child."
"Yes, she probably should," McGonagall agreed. "She will be in the Great Hall for breakfast soon, why don't you collect her and bring her here? I will tell Professor Flitwick that she won't come to her first class."
Said and done, Hermione left the Headmistress' office and went down to the Great Hall. Luna wasn't there yet, but Ginny was, and she was ecstatic at seeing Hermione.
"What are you doing here?" Ginny asked, dragging her down to sit next to her. "Have you come to finish your last year?"
"Yes, I think so," Hermione said. She and McGonagall hadn't talked about it, but it seemed like the most sensible course of action. "I just have to go down to Australia and pick up my parents first, but I hope I'll come back soon. Right now, I just have to speak with Luna."
Ginny's face fell. "Right. What happened with that Swedish boy? Please tell me he had a horrible accident. You know, with his cock."
Hermione grimaced. "He had an accident, but as far I know, his cock is still working. But I heard about Luna. That's why I need to talk to her."
"Oh. What happened?" Ginny looked worried.
"Some genetic things she needs to know. I found out when I was in Sweden." Then inspiration struck her and she leaned closer to Ginny. "I'm pregnant too."
"That bloody bastard!" Ginny gasped. "And he up and left you too?"
"Something like that, yes," Hermione said, with a sigh. It would be easier for her if people believed Riddle was the father of her child too. At least then she and Luna would have a reason to let their children spend a lot of time together. "Half-siblings". And it would save her from having to answer uncomfortable questions about the real father.
"If I ever see him again, I am going to hex his balls off," Ginny hissed.
Right then, Luna entered. Hermione excused herself from Ginny and went to greet her.
Luna didn't look pregnant. Her robe was hiding most of her figure and she seemed just as calm and untroubled as always.
"Hello Hermione," she said, the same dreamy tone Hermione was used to.
"Hi, Luna, do you mind coming with me to the Headmistress' office? We have to talk about … you know." She didn't want to say it out loud since there were a lot of students nearby, looking curiously at her.
"Okay," Luna said. "I expected them to call me. I will be sad to leave Hogwarts, but I have never seen any other pregnant witch here."
It took Hermione a second to realise that Luna thought she was being expelled. "What? No! I mean, it's not common, but they can't expel you for something like that. And for the rest of the year, there will be two pregnant witches at Hogwarts. If anyone tries to give you a hard time for it, I will be right there next to you."
"You too, then?" Luna asked, looking mildly surprised. "Yes, Tom is very charming."
"Charming or not, there are a few things you have to know about him. But don't worry, we will go through this together," Hermione said, putting an arm around Luna. It was as much for her own sake as for Luna.
Neither of them would have to be single mothers. They may not be a couple, but they would be in this together. Raising Slytherin's new heirs.
xxx
Tom had been staring at his useless, magicless hands the whole day. Slytherin had tried to coax him into eating, but he had no appetite. He felt empty. The spark of magic inside of him had been like a second heart. Now it was quiet.
At first, he hadn't wanted to believe it, thinking that his powers were only blocked, not gone. But as more time passed, he started to realise the truth. There was nothing there to be blocked. It shouldn't have been possible, but Slytherin had managed to remove his magic. Completely.
"Is he still feeling sorry for himself?" Granger's voice rang through the room, but he didn't bother looking up.
"Yes, it's the pity-party of the year," Slytherin muttered.
Granger sighed and came over to him, waving a hand before his face. "Come on, Riddle. I could have killed you, but I didn't. What would you rather be, dead or without magic?"
Before, the answer would have been obvious to him. There was nothing worse than death. But now … this feeling …
Granger slapped him. The sudden pain made him fly up, growling.
"There we go," she said cheerfully. "You have been given a second chance. It's more than you deserve, so don't screw it up. I'm going to collect my parents in Australia, and if you ever want to leave this place, you are going to come with me. If you want to, you can take over their place down there. You'll have to find a job on your own, though. But don't even think about becoming a criminal. Even though you will be free, we will keep you under surveillance, and you'll never know when someone is looking."
He glared at her, but didn't say anything. Leaving this place was good, he recognised that. He may not know what to do with himself, but anything was better than staying here. Close to all things magical, but not a part of it.
And he had thought he had known what it felt like to be an outsider when he was young. He scoffed.
"Other than that, you are free to do whatever you want," Granger continued. "I'll come and visit, now and then. Make sure you behave."
"I never want to see you again," he hissed. He wanted to kill her. Murder her slowly, and painfully. If he couldn't do that, he would rather not see her at all.
"Sure you do. You'll want to hear news about your niece or nephew. Not to mention your own child."
Tom's mouth fell open. His what?
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