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Fate's Guide On How to Kill Tom Riddle	By : OrgyXIIIBike Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 33280 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Darkness swirls around her, she turns in circles watching the vast darkness.

A loud voice rings out into the nothingness; a humanoid form emerging from the void

“My Lady,” the form said as it bowed, “it is a great pleasure to finally meet you.”

The form sits down what seems to be an invisible chair

“Not everything is what it seems. Everyone is born for a reason, they each have a path to choose, to follow. Sometimes they are led of their path and it’s up to us to help them find their way back. Sometimes we have to lead them fully because their paths are so great in destiny that we can’t afford for things to go wrong with their life. Your destiny is such one, since the day you were born, we’ve been there helping you, guiding you, protecting you. Everything that has happened to you was for a reason. Yes, people picked on you, but it made you stronger, it made you wiser than most your age, and that, my dear, will help your Lord in the long run.”

Another form appears from the darkness.

“What he means is that, your destinies entwine so much, that you can’t live without the other. One of you dies and the other will follow shortly after. You are his reason. You are the unknown, the power he doesn’t have. Help him because we can’t help him anymore. Protect him because we are at loss. The enemy has created a power that hasn’t been seen for more than a millennia, it’s beyond our powers now but you two will beat it.”

“What she is saying is that, you have the tools at your disposal to research and practice ways to capture the enemy. The only thing is you have to find your Lord and bond to him. The Lady and the Lord together as one.”

“Look for this library and these books.” An image of a familiar library and a set of books flew off the shelves towards her, allowing her to get a closer look before vanishing. “In them, you’ll find the key; the ritual that will change the world, which will define you as one.”

“Wake up, my Lady. It is time.”

“Hermione Granger! It’s past 6:30, time to GET UP!”

The girl woke up with a start.

“I’m UP, mother!”

“Good, and then get down here.”

“Coming!”

Hermione jumped out of bed and went to her closet. Opening it up, she dug through the piles of clothing. After a few more yells from her mother, she found some jeans and a shirt that she would wear. Once she changed out of her pyjamas, she skipped down the stairs.

“Well it’s about time!” Her mother said, standing in the kitchen doorway.

“Sorry, mother. It won’t happen again.” Hermione apologized.

“See that it won’t.” She said, “Now, I have a list of things for you to do today. You can’t read from those books until you finish everything. And if I come home and find it not up to my standards and that you’re reading. I’m taking those books away until September. Understood?”

“Yes, mother, I understand.”

“Good, now I would like you to weed the gardens, both the front and the back gardens. I would like the house to be dusted from top to bottom, also vacuumed thoroughly. Got that?”

“I do, mother. Weed the gardens, dust and vacuum the house.”

“Excellent, now I’m off to work. I’ll be home late probably 6 or 7 o’ clock. Oh, also I want dinner cooked and sitting on the table waiting for me.”

“Of course, mother.”

With that Mrs. Granger walked out the front door, slamming the door on her way out. When Hermione heard the sound of the car’s engine fade away, she ran upstairs to write to Harry.

Hey Harry,

I’m just writing to see how you’re faring with your “relatives”? Also I had this weird dream last night. Like someone was calling me, My Lady and telling me that the final days are coming.

Oh, how I wish Professor Snape was still alive. He knows a lot about Fate. My books don’t even begin the depth of Fate. Do you think you can get some of his books from his rooms? I can’t believe that Professor Dumbledore keeps everything the same. It’s guilt; I know it is. Oh take all of his books, they are yours anyway.

I’m still upset with Professor Dumbledore; he could have ordered Professor Snape not to return to Voldemort. Oh Harry, I heard that saying Voldemort out loud will draw him to you. Be careful, Harry. I don’t know what I would do without you.

Anyway I got to go. I’ll see you when we can and write to me soon.

Yours,

Hermione.

She tied the letter to her owl, Hermes and took her to the window.

“To Harry, girl, be careful and be safe,” she said before letting her owl go. She sighed lightly as she turned to begin her chores. It wasn’t until 4:30 in the afternoon that was she able to sit down and rest, only to get up at the sound of tapping on the window. To her surprise it wasn’t Hermes but Hedwig at the window holding a letter.

“Hello, Hedwig. How you doing? Here’s some treats for you, water is over there by Hermes perch.”

Hey Hermione,

I have much good news to tell you! So Sirius, Remus and I are inviting you to come over after lunch and also stay for the rest of the summer. Isn’t that awesome!?

Now that I’ve got that out of the way, I can talk to you about your dream. I had some pretty weird dreams last night too. I knew it wasn’t what’s-his-snake-face because I can block him out and he doesn’t have a connection to your mind to invade your dreams. Perhaps if/when you come over, we can also go through the Grimmauld’s library. That and Professor Snape’s personal library, I think we’ll be able to find out what is happening.

Harry

Harry,

I’ll be there soon. Just have to pack everything and leave a note for the parents.

Hermione

P.S. I do mean everything I own. I can’t stand it here anymore.

“Alright Hedwig, here you go. Back to Harry, I’ll see you in a bit. Thank goodness, I’m 17 hhmm.”

After taking her wand from where her parents had locked it up, she returned to her room and began to pack all her belongings into her school trunk. Just as she finished shrinking her trunk, her bedroom door slammed open.

“Where do you think you’re going, young lady?” Her father asked.

“I’m going to London; to stay with Harry for the rest of the summer,” she answered.

“I don’t think so.”

“Unfortunately for you, since I now have a place to stay; I am legally an adult in the wizard world,” she told him, smirking, “Which means that I can blast you off your ass with a wave of my hand.”

“Are you threatening me?” he asked, taking a few steps towards her.

“Of course I am,” she said, “Bye-bye.”

She turned on the spot and quickly disapparated before father could get to her. Upon finishing her turn, she appeared in front of the Grimmauld Place. Straightening herself clothes, she walked up to the front door and knock loudly on it.

“Coming,” she heard through the door. A few moments later the door opened to reveal her best friend. “Hermione,” he said, pulling her into a hug, “glad you could get here.”

“Hello Harry,” she said, returning the hug. “What’s the news that you have to tell me?”

“First come in and let’s get you settled,” he said. Closing the door behind Hermione, he dragged her up the stairs to the second floor. “Here’s your room, my room is beside yours and you know where the bathroom is.”

Walking into her room, Hermione pulled out her shrunken trunk and returned it to normal size. She sat it at the end of her bed and then turned to Harry. “I can unpack later; I want to know what the news is!”

“Well to make the story really short, Dumbledore is a moron and needs to be brought down and Sirius is a free man!”

“Dumbledore is a moron? And Sirius is free? How?”

“Dumbledore has been stealing from me and I found the evidence that suggests that Sirius is innocent in betraying my parents and killing those muggles,” Harry said, grinning like mad. “Isn’t that awesome?”

“That’s brilliant, Harry. Well about Sirius being innocent, but Dumbledore; how could he?”

“I’m not too sure why. I’m getting everything back with interest. Er... I got everything back with interest.”

“Everything? What did he take?”

“According to the Goblins, over 12 million galleons, ‘for school tuition, guardian cost, etc. Etc.’ Unfortunately for Dumbledore, he left me at the Dursley’s. So he couldn’t collect for guardian costs, and because he couldn’t collect for guardian cost, he shouldn’t have been able to have access to my accounts. Basically since he left me with them, he was stating that they are my guardians not him. My school tuition was covered for all 7 years. So presto, I get my money back, with interest. The goblins get the interest, so the interest might be a bit high. Dumbledore also took some family heirlooms, which by now should be returned to the Potter Vault.”

Harry grinned and laughed when he saw the shocked look on his best friend’s face.

“So where does that leave him?”

“Broke, no wait that’s not right. He’s beyond broke. He might never recover from it, actually his three times great grandchild might never recover from his stupidity.”

“Oh.”

“Harry!” Sirius’s voice boomed though the house, “I want to meet Hermione! I’m in the kitchen.”

The two laughed and exited the room. Upon making their way to the kitchen, they saw that Sirius was fiddling with the stove.

“It can’t be too hard, can it?” they heard Sirius mutter to himself, “don’t think it’ll be forgotten. I will figure this out. Damn Moony, should have had him make supper.” He heard the two laughing at his muttering and he sent a glare their way silencing them. “I wouldn’t laugh if I were you, I just might burn your supper,” he said to them, smirking at their look of horror.

“Move aside, Sirius. I’ll make supper tonight.” Hermione said, gently pushing him out of the way. “Now what would you like?”

“Anything is fine,” the two boys said together.

“Alright, it’ll be ready in 30 minutes,” she said shooing the boys out.

An half an hour later, Hermione’s call for dinner rang from the kitchen.

After supper, the three retired to the study for a more serious talk. Once they were settled, Sirius looked at them and cleared his throat.

“Remus would be the better person to talk to this about. But unfortunately for the lot of us, he isn’t here.” Sirius began, “and it’s not THE talk. It’s something totally different that only involves the wizarding world.”

“Are you talking about fate?” Hermione asked.

Sirius jerked his head up to look at her.

“How did you guess?”

“I had a dream last night,” she began.

“Fate came to you right?” Sirius asked.

“Yes, they did.”

“They? Well damn, I don’t believe it. I think this will get much easier then.”

“What do you mean?” Harry asked.

“In the wizarding world, we believe in soul mates. Now we understand that we aren’t always able to be matched up to our soul mates, so we match up the best possible way. Well, the old Ancient and Noble families do. We test blood, magic and intelligence for our life time mate and if there’s even one lacking then, we don’t marry them. It does tend to break hearts, but if we ignore that like the Noble families do, then more squibs would be born and the British wizarding world would be lost.”

“So all marriages are arranged?” Hermione asked, looking horrified.

“All first marriages are yes. If one spouse dies, the surviving one is allowed to marry whoever they want. First for duty, second for love.”

“But that’s so... Victorian era,” Hermione complained.

“It is, mind you; a quarter of the population lived during that time period, a quarter was born to that time period and a quarter was born to those mentioned, and were brought up to those mannerisms.”

“Oh, right. It still is horrible.”

“In a way it is, but no one is forced into the marriage. One’s magic refuses to bond to another, if one’s mind does not agree to the marriage. Anyway, usually if Fate sends you a dream, they would have sent a dream to your soul mate that very night. To have Fate come into your dream with more than one embodiment means that you and your soul mate are going to be doing some very impressive deeds. Er... sometimes Fate decides that it needs to be on earth and so does it’s child, Destiny. Um... you might be the one that has to carry the child.”

“WHAT?!” echoed throughout the house, “why me?”

“Would it be because you’re the smartest witch of this age?” Harry asked, throwing his hands up when she glared at him.

“Hermione, it’s a honour to carry Destiny. Nothing can harm you and anyone who tries to, meets Fate earlier than they want to.”

“You mean, if they try to harm the baby, they die earlier?”

“I’m afraid so. But look at it this way; if they try to harm an unborn baby just because of the circumstances, well then... you shouldn’t feel sorry for the actions they decided to do.”

“But...” she started to say.

“No buts, Hermione,” Harry interrupted, “To harm an unborn child is just horrible, who are they to decided whether or not you should abort the baby or not.”

“Harry,” Hermione said, pleading. “I... I couldn’t do that. Not without being married.”

“Well, hopefully your soul mate is someone you get along with. Ron maybe?”

“NO!” Hermione said loudly.

“You don’t like Ron?” Harry asked.

“If we weren’t friends Harry; Ron and I wouldn’t be friends.”

“Oh.”

“Now how do I find out who my soul mate is?” Hermione asked Sirius.

“That’s the hard part.” Sirius said, looking sheepishly at her.

“It might not be,” Harry mutter.

“Pardon?”

“I had a dream the same time you did, Hermione.” Harry said, looking at his feet. “They told me that I was being betrayed and they wouldn’t stand for it, that I had to find My Lady and bond with her. They also said that we could cure Remus.” Harry laughed, “And to find horocuxes. Whatever they are.”

“Wait... did you say horocuxes? Shit, we’re in a world full of trouble!” Sirius said.

“Why? What are they?” Hermione asked.

“Basically in two words, they are soul containers. He split his soul in half, that’s why he didn’t die that night.”

“Do you think he made more than one?” Sirius looked at Harry in horror. “What?”

“I certainly hope not. To even split it in half does harm to the mind, to split more than that. He would have gone around the bend.”

“Well, it would explain why he attacked a 15 month old child,” Hermione stated.

Sirius looked stricken and let out a huge breath.

“It would explain a lot of things I think, Hermione. Now it’s getting late, so I think we should go to bed. I’ll show you the library tomorrow morning after breakfast. We can research everything more closely.”

Harry let out a light snicker. “You’ve been here for a few hours and didn’t even get to the library. I thought it would have been one of the first rooms you got ‘lost’ in.”

“Hey! I’m known to ... oh what the heck... yeah I know I didn’t get to go to the library today. But I will! Tomorrow! And you will regret snickering at me!”

“Yes, Hermione.” Harry said, grinning widely.

“Just one more thing you two, to burst the bubble. You guys are most likely soul mates and together you’re going to kick Sir Snake-Face in the arse.”
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