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The Plague	By : QueenRuby Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 18282 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A/N:Sorry it took so long. Real life sucks, but it has not been abandoned. Thinking of making this a Triad story let me know if you would still read it if I did.

Chapter seven:

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Luna seamed to extensively know where everything was in the kitchen, much to the kitchen elf’s horror as she was pushed out of the way. It was nothing for her to make a large amount of hot chocolate for everyone who was now gathered there. “I’m sure you have figured out by now that I wasn’t joking when I said I was not entirely human. My mother was one fourth fey on her mothers side and one fourth Veela. I didn’t get any of the ‘make men drool over me’ powers but I see thing most people don’t see. It’s hard to explain and comes mainly from the fey side of things and gives me the ability to know things. Like the fact that Marcus isn’t completely human either.”

Marcus took a tentative sip of the hot chocolate then broke into a smile before he realized everyone was looking at him. “Oh yha umm Troll on father’s side Goblin on mothers. The mix didn’t make for a very pretty child though,” he really didn’t like being the center of attention.

Hermione took a sip of her hot chocolate and almost instantly felt more relaxed and happier then she had been for a while. It was like drinking liquid sun shine, obviously it wasn’t normal hot chocolate and if everyone who drank it felt like this it would explain why Voldemort was frowning at his cup. He was probably allergic to the feelings that the drink invoked. “So that is why you two recovered from the plague?” Hermione quickly asked when Voldemort suddenly looked up from his glass to glare at her.

“I told you it is not a plague,” Luna smiled knowing what she was about to say would shock the group. “It is Morganna LeFey’s magic looking for her descendent.”

“Now I remember you, you’re the one Draco’s friends complain about with your make believe animals,” Lucius butted in.

“You do not listen do you Lucius,” Rabastan growled, “she is fey she sees the world differently then us, literally!”

“I remember reading somewhere that on her death bed LeFey released her magic into the air and commanded it to find a daughter of hers worthy enough to lead the magic community.” Voldemort informed them.

“Okay I guess it would kind of make scenes that the pattern we were looking for was they were all descendents of LeFey.” Hermione took a deep breath to keep from getting too excited, at Luna’s pointed glance she also took another sip of her drink. “Why now? Why wait so long to activate and why kill the witches, why attack wizards?”

“Well two of those question are easy,” Luna smiled as she informed everyone of this. “The two men infected are Marcus and Draco and they were the last, the magic was starting to get desperate to find it’s home. It only killed the first four witches it attacked everyone else is under a sort of stasis spell.”

“Four witches?” Severus asked as he was tacking notes. “We only know of three.”

“Oh yes it killed Ginny first then Lavender and Mrs. Malfoy then it got Mrs. LeStrange though they didn’t know about that one for awhile.” Luna filled in, “being on the run must have kept her from going to Mungus.”

“Yes that would do it,” Rabastan murmured, at Hermione’s concerned look he smiled at her, “no I’m not mourning the crazy witch.”

“Well I am,” Voldemort pouted, though no one would call him on it unless they liked pain. “Who will fetch my paper for me, Who will follow me around hanging on everything I say as if it was the best thing on earth? She use to sit at the foot of my throne and look up at me longingly just waiting for me to praise her or pet her head.”

“I’ll get you a puppy,” Hermione said to her tea cup.

“So we need to find the descendent of LeFey that the magic is looking for and make her available to it to stop the sickness.” Severus interjected softly to stop the glaring match that was about to erupt between the Dark Lord and Hermione Granger.

“Well the real question then is why are we here?” Hermione said and rolled her eyes when everyone looked at her. “Oh come on, Merlin told us we were here because of a plague that was going to whip out the wizarding world. Well obviously it’s not, he would have known this and we haven’t seen him in any painting. The elves are the only ones who talk to him. Something is not right here.”

“That seams to be a running theme with you isn’t it?” Voldemort seamed to grumble.

“What? You think this is all my fault?” Hermione screeched, “I was minding my own business when I was kidnapped by a demented elf on the orders of and old pervert and brought here to deal with you. Now you listen here ‘Mister my shit don’t stink’, I’ve about had it with you attitude because if anyone here is responsible for anything it would be you!”

Her hair had started to curl as magic crackled threw it, “Now why don’t you go out and kill more people and see what happens I mean lets unbalance the magical world some more. For someone who is supposedly so smart you sure are an idiot.”

What Hermione had forgotten was that Voldemort had his wand, her anger quickly turned to fear when said wand was suddenly pointed right between her eyes. Her eyes crossed as they focused on the glowing tip. Her last thought before she once again passed out was why was it glowing peach colored.

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Voldemort glared at the girl who was sitting in the library ignoring him. It was something he was not use to, he had explained to the infuriating girl that he had to get her upset to take off one of the bindings that was on her. So he used what opportunity that presented it’s self. Besides if it wasn’t for the fact she was a Mudblood then he would believe she was Morganna’s heir and that was why the magic was going nuts as her bindings were preventing her from receiving her inheritance.

Of course when he had said this he had been yelled at then told he wasn’t worth talking to before she stormed out. She had refused to talk to him the rest of the day and had the gall to try to lock him out of her room when he had informed her she wasn’t allowed to be alone anymore. The chit had forgotten he had his wand, he had enjoyed walking in on her changing, he hadn’t enjoyed the vase being thrown at him.

Now two days later she still had not said a word to him, she had gone as far as to ask Severus or Rabastan to tell him something for her. He had almost Curio her twice if it had not been for Luna saying something about punishing her making it worse. At lest that is what he thought she said, it was a very confusing conversation, one that tempted him to kill all Feys.

“Miss Granger I need you to come with me as I’m sure I have a way to break another one of the bindings on you.” Voldemort growled.

“Severus would you please tell the other person in the room that I am not interested in anything he has to say,” Hermione smiled at Severus ignoring the fact that he looked uncomfortable. “Also you should inform him that he is no longer welcomed in my room and you will be taking that watch from now on.”

“Listen little girl I did what I did to help you, if you haven’t noticed your no longer passing out when ever you have a juvenile temper tantrum.” Voldemort glared at her refusing to even think about how the statement of Severus being in her room actually made him feel.

The infuriating girl went back to reading what ever it was she was reading. He remembered someone telling him to count to ten to keep his anger under control. Trying that and realizing it wasn’t working he then pictured her counting to ten while he spanked her. Yes that took care of his anger unfortunately it gave rise to another problem. With out another word Voldemort turned and left the room. He need the bathroom and then to focus on something unrelated to the girl.

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“What are we missing?” Hermione mumbled more to her self then any of the wizards in the room. She didn’t stiffen when Rabastan up behind her and leaned over her shoulder to look at what she was looking at. She was actually liking the feel of all these men around her. Not that she hadn’t always been surrounded by men but she seemed to feel safer with them then she did with the men of the Order of the phoenix.

“Well we have traced all of her decedents and most of them are male or have already gotten sick.” Rabastan said with his head now resting on her shoulder.

“Unless there was a child not written down on the family tree we have here.” Hermione sighed, “muggles in the old days wouldn’t acknowledge any child out of wedlock but Morganna never married but she had Mordrid.”

“Wizarding world is different, though children outside of marriage is frowned at they are still accepted unless they are squibs.” Lucius added his eye twitching slightly as he watched Hermione reach up and rubbed Rabastan’s face. “Rabastan if your going to lower your standards please do so where I can not see it.”

“What’s wrong Lu, are you jealous?” Rabastan purred before turning his head and kissing Hermione’s cheek causing her to giggle.

“Why would I be jealous? Because you want to slum?” Lucius sneered.

“Maybe he’s upset your paying attention to me and not him.” Hermione offered enjoying her and Rabastan’s favorite past time of messing with Malfoy.

“Aww is that the problem Lu?” Rabastan stood up straight and headed around the table to where Lucius was sitting. “Come on and give me a kiss.”

Lucius jumped up as if he was burned and back pedaled away from Rabastan who was making a kissy face and advancing on him. The look of total panic on Lucius face made Hermione hold her side laughing.

It was probably because of this that she forgot to give Voldemort the cold shoulder and actually smiled at him when she realized he was now standing behind her. “How is it you have been able to turn my inner circle of most feared death eaters into goofy teenagers again?” He asked softly in her ear.

“It’s a talent I seam to be developing since I got here.” she said still smiling, “either that or there trying to make me forget that the people I once trusted were trying to control me, and or kill me.”

“Miss Granger, I am not one to say meaningless pleasantries, but know that you are unlike any witch I have ever met and if I didn’t have a reason to kill Dumbles before I do now.” He said as he absently ran his finger threw her hair causing her to shiver a bit.

“The only thing I don’t get is why Harry would do this to me after everything I have done for him.” Hermione said no longer trying to analyze her growing feelings for the worlds most dangerous man or his followers.

“There is a slight possibility he did not know or understand what was being done.” as he said this his face was twisted as if this statement to reassure her was causing him physical pain.

“I will not be put in between you two or forced to chose. I only ask that if you can not learn to coexist that you make his death as painless as possible. He has had enough torture at the hands of his muggle relatives to last him two life times.”

“We shale see.” Was all he said before he levitated a chair over next to her. “Now show me what you have found so far then we will discuss some of the stuff done to you.”
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