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Precious Mudblood	By : magentasouth Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 79302 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter List
- 1-Precious Mudblood
- 2-Ch 2
- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
- 16-Ch 16
- 17-Ch 17
- 18-Ch 18
- 19-Ch 19
- 20-Ch 20
- 21-Ch 21
- 22-Ch 22
- 23-Ch 23
- 24-Ch 24
- 25-Ch 25
- 26-Ch 26
- 27-Ch 27
- 28-Ch 28
- 29-Ch 29
- 30-Ch 30
- 31-Ch 31
- 32-Ch 32
- 33-Ch 33
- 34-Ch 34
- 35-Ch 35
- 36-Ch 36
- 37-Ch 37
- 38-Ch 38
- 39-Ch 39
- 40-Ch 40
- 41-Ch 41
- 42-Ch 42 (edited. longer)
- 43-Ch 43
- 44-Ch 44
- 45-Ch 45
- 46-Ch 46
- 47-Ch 47
- 48-Ch 48
- 49-Ch 49
- 50-Ch 50
- 51-Ch 51
- 52-Ch 52
- 53-Ch 53
- 54-Ch 54
- 55-Ch 55
- 56-Ch 56
- 57-Ch 57
- 58-Ch 58
- 59-Ch 59
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- 61-Ch 61
- 62-Ch 62
- 63-Ch 63
- 64-Ch 64
- 65-Ch 65
- 66-Ch 67
- 67-Ch 67
- 68-Ch 68
- 69-Ch 69
- 70-Ch 70
- 71-Ch 71
- 72-Ch 72
- 73-Ch 73
- 74-Ch 74
- 75-Ch 75
- 76-Chapter 76
- 77-Ch 77
- 78-Ch 78
- 79-Ch 79
- 80-Ch 80
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They reappeared, to her shock outside the castle at the edge of a
forest clearing next to the slope of a mountainside. �

It was dark and moonless but light came from a distant round bonfire pit which
illuminated the shadowy silhouettes of men sitting in groups, apparently
talking and rousing together.

At the edges of the clearing intermittently torches flickered between the trees,
set into posts driven into the ground. ��

She breathed in deeply and the
sharp smell of firs and pines was heavenly.�
�Oh!�she sighed. �

�My Lord.. Welcome.� a low gravelly and
unpleasant male voice suddenly ground out from the shadows on the far side of the
Dark Lord.�

Hermione peeked around his body, startled, peering into the darkness in the
direction the voice had come from..�

The Dark Lord darted a reproving glance down at her and she straightened and
looked down chastened.

�Fenrir.� The Dark Lord acknowledged, �Show yourself.
You�re frightening the children�

The voice laughed a low nasty
laugh and Hermione bristled.� She hadn�t
been..frightened.. just
startled.� And why refer to her as a
child when she reacted like any normal person would. It was unreasonable and
demeaning to ridicule her over things that humanity had had a basic alertness
and aversion to, practically since the dawn of time.� Dead things. Wild animals. Things that go bump in the night.� It was not something restricted to childhood.�

Lord Voldemort snorted in humour
at her side.� �I do so enjoy these little
internal rants of yours, Hermione.� They
remind me incessantly how very young and innocent you truly are.�

Fenrir Greyback had stepped into the path of the light from the
bonfire and she could now see his hulking brutish form grinning toothily at
her.� His matted yellowish hair grew not
just from high on his brow but also down the sides of his face merging indistinguishably
with the short messy beard covering the lower half of his chin.

He wore a thick dark coat over his skin and was shirtless, thickly thatched in
hair across all of his visible body, but wore soft raw leather pants in a brown
hue on his lower half, thankfully.�

Now that he was closer she found
that she could..uh.. smell.. the man.� He emitted a
strange raw sour tang that she found unpleasant and unsettling.� She wanted to step just a little closer to the
Dark Lord but after his comment to her she restrained herself from that
�childishness�.�

�We have come to view your newest
acquisition� Lord Voldemort stated obliquely.

�Miss Granger has just had a
rather.. unsatisfactory.. reunion with one of her former friends and I thought perhaps
she might fare better with someone a little more circumspect about the nature
of dominance and social hierarchy.�

He smirked faintly.

Fenrir
nodded.� �Shall I fetch him for you, my
Lord?� Hermione stifled a manic grin at the werewolf�s words. Go fetch, boy!� He even had gold-ish
hair like a retriever.�

�Yes yes, Fenrir,
bring him here to us� the Dark Lord responded neutrally while his body next to
her seemed to twitch slightly.�

The large man ambled off back into
the dark.�

The Dark Lord turned to her and
she could see him smothering a laugh now, silently but noticeably. �I see I
will have to ensure that you are not around during any important meetings with my Death Eaters; particularly under better
light conditions.� You have a way of
disturbing my composure at times with your observations.�

He reached out and stroked her hair absently as if giving a reassuring pat to a
dog.. which she found
somewhat disturbing in this particular context.�
She was clearly not the best candidate for dog in these woods.

Lord Voldemort sniggered again quietly

She could hear something coming
through the woods now faintly.� There was
a low growl and an answering whine.� Two
shadows moving through the trees, one considerably larger than the other. ��

Remus Lupin stepped out into the light on the far side of the
Dark Lord, looking harrowed and afraid, his eye darting between Fenrir looming behind him and Lord Voldemort before
him.�

He dropped to his knees but instead of bowing he fell back onto his haunches,
tilting his head back, exposing his throat and raising one arm as if he were
about to receive a blow.� She wasn�t
certain but she thought she could hear a faint whimper.

Fenrir
growled threateningly and Remus choked out. �My Lord.� How may I
serve you?�

His voice was coloured in shades
of terror and she wondered what he thought he was likely to be asked to
do.�

At that moment he suddenly noticed
that there was a third person in the near dark with them and his eye fell on
her.�

He gasped, surprised and she couldn�t be sure in the light but he might have
reddened.� His face was tormented,
shifting beyond his control through shock, relief and shame.

�Remus!�
she whispered. �You�re ok!�

She wanted to run to him and embrace him.

�No.� The Dark Lord half turned
and uttered immediately, denying her wish. �

She started to shake.� She desperately wanted to talk to Remus but the two threatening figures standing over each of
them seemed to smother her voice when it wanted to come out.� Remus appeared to
be suffering from the same problem.�

His mouth opened and he seemed to want to speak but his voice cracked
immediately and he fell silent again, closing his mouth, his eyes staring
longingly at her, seemingly trying to communicate what his voice wouldn�t.

He whined faintly, his eyes flickering back to the Dark Lord and up at Fenrir at his side.�

�Oh Merlin!�
The Dark Lord groused finally in irritation. �Fenrir,
leave us.� I will inform you when we
leave so that you may mark how long your charge takes to return to camp.��

Fenrir
snarled faintly at this dismissal in annoyance and rounded on Lupin.�

�You behave now, you hear?� If you make
me drag you back, you will regret it, my boy!�

His form loomed threateningly as he leaned down over Remus,
his voice a growl.�

Remus
fell back even further, turning his head away and tilting it even more pronouncedly
whining �Yes liege� and shaking.�

Fenrir stalked off and faded back into the dark
forest but Remus continued to shake as he turned his
head back, his eyes fixed on the ground, darting up every so often to sneak a
look at the Dark Lord, seeming to try to gauge his expression.�

�Remus!!� Hermione�s voice was thick with emotion
�I�m so happy you�re alive!� Are you
ok?� Please calm down.� It�s alright now.�

Lord Voldemort turned to her, his serpertine face the perfect picture of polite surprise, one
smooth brow raised. �Is it?!�

�My Lord!� she immediately
responded. �I apologise.� I had thought
you brought me here to talk with professor Lupin. It
was a premature assumption on my part.�
Forgive my foolishness.� Are we
here in order for me to watch the torture of another friend?�

She kept her voice neutral and soft, her eyes lowered.

The effect of her words on Lupin was galvanic.�
He shook like a leaf and appeared to contract toward the centre, bracing
his body and closing his eyes in fear.

Lord Voldemort sighed in
annoyance.� �Oh now you are just being
obnoxious Miss Granger.� I have been far
too lenient with you it seems.� You are
already forgetting the respect I have attempted to instil in you.�

�...Go to him if you must.� I brought you
here to receive some reassurance and continuity. Go. Be reassured!� You have ten minutes and then we are leaving
this place.� I have better things to do
than pander to your delicate sensibilities all night.��

Hermione barely reacted to the
reproof and fairly flew across the intervening space to throw her arms around Remus and hug him. He put his arms around her hesitatingly,
unsure how to respond.� �

�Hermione..� he whispered into her ear.� �I�m so glad to see your face.� I don�t..understand
though..how is it that you�re here. Why did the Dark
Lord bring you?� Are you...� have you..� his
voice trailed off uneasily and he recovered �What has happened since the
battle?��

She pressed her forehead into his
neck, clinging to him and felt warm tears of relief. Remus
had been a good friend over the last two years since he had been their
professor of DADA.� Even after he had
left Hogwarts to reside in Grimauld place with
Sirius, when they visited he was always there for them, a cup of hot chocolate
and a biscuit at the ready, and always tried to refrain from judging.� He was a wonderful man.� She had been so happy for him when he had
started to grow closer to Tonks, the auror and fellow
order member.�

She sniffed back her tears, in the
process noticing that he smelled different now.�
Not of aftershave and chocolate and wet wool but of mud and damp and
trees and very slightly of male.�

A stinging zap jolted her away
from Remus and he yelped too.�

The Dark Lord scowled

�Be reassured without hanging all
over the mutt�

She swallowed.� �Yes my lord�

�I don�t really know what to say, Remus� she whispered. �I�m not sure what�s going on.� I woke up in a cell in the dungeon and Rodolphus took me to the Dark Lord in the middle of a ball.��

�Harry�s gone he said.�

�I haven�t seen anyone but Ginny and she hates me now�

Remus
nodded.� Yes. I saw the..body..at the battle.� Hermione
opened her mouth to tell him that it wasn�t Harry but thought better of it and
said instead �Remus.. I
knelt for him.� I kissed his robe.� I thought he would kill me!!� Rodolphus said he
would if I didnt do it.� I should have refused and let him kill me but
i was so scared and now everything�s very
strange.� He...� well...�

she
stopped. Remus had looked down when she had said that
she had knelt and he looked very sad now.

�Don�t think badly of yourself
because you don�t want to die, Hermione.�
Or even if you want to avoid pain.� There�s no way to win now.� The best we can hope for is to survive.��

�You know I was a spy for the order before the battle, I�m sure?�

I was on the edges of one of the other wolf packs that serve the Dark Lord.� I had to do a lot of things that many people in the order might have despised me
for if they had known. ..People like Ginny, well � Ginny�s just a child I
suppose, but people who haven�t had to make difficult decisions to do things
they considered wrong, in order to achieve something they thought right, they
like to separate things into black and white. They don�t understand that sometimes
there is no right, there�s just wrong and more wrong.��

�I know about the horcruxes Hermione.� Don�t listen to what Ginny or any of the
others might say.� You are a good person.
You are just in a bad place now.� It is
not wrong of you to try to live.� Pride
is a luxury.�

�When it comes to a choice between
your pride and your skin, choose your skin Hermione. Please!�

Hermione felt a sense of
overpowering relief but then.. it
was overshadowed once again.�

�I have to take his mark, Remus!� I made an oath.� He agreed not to hurt Ginny anymore if I did
it.� And..there�s
more..�

She gulped..
she wanted to tell him about the Dark Lord kissing her
and giving her a room in his chambers.�
It was important.. She needed to talk to
someone. But she didnt want to see the look in his
eyes.� She couldn�t quite face losing him
now when he had understood her.

Remus
had flinched at her words.� He rolled
back the sleeve of his robe, showing her the dark mark writhing over the skin
of his forearm.� It seemed to almost glow
blackly even in the dark.�

She shivered.

�It doesn�t matter, Hermione.� It�s just a symbol.� Whether the leash around your neck is seen or
unseen, it changes little you know.� At
least you could help Ginny!�

She paused, wanting again to tell
him about the kiss.. �Remus..� �

�There�s more?� he asked
faintly?�

�Yes..�

She hesitated again, the words burning on her tongue. �He said i�m his.. professor Snape said it too!! He
kissed me!� Properly! A full on snog!..� and..� her mind bit off the unnecessary observation that she
had liked it.��

�Tonks
fell in the battle.� She recovered somewhat lamely.�

Remus
face pinched slightly.� �oh�..

�I�m so sorry Remus!!�
Hermione whispered quickly. �I thought you should know.��

�Oh..� Yes.. I-I�m glad you
told me.� I had worried..� I dreamed she might have escaped..you know � being a metamorphmagus..
I thought she might survive..�

his voice faded and she could see him struggling to pull himself together. �

They sat silently for a while.� Hermione�s
heart ached. and then she asked.. �Are you ok, remus?� Do they treat
you badly here?�

His gaze darted to her quickly. �Hermione! Listen to me!�
You mustn�t try to help me! I
forbid you to ask the Dark Lord for anything for me.� There are some things that must be accepted.
I could not live wondering what you might have sacrificed for my comfort.� Please!� His eyes were fierce and imploring.

�I am just glad to see you alive and well!�
You were always..so.. bright
and shining.� It would have been terrible
to lose you too.� His face tightened again in pain and he struggled with his
emotions.�

�Enough!� Come now, Hermione� The Dark Lord called
curtly.

She flinched slightly.� �yes my lord.� Her
voice was dull and leaden.�

She wanted to hug Remus goodbye..her
arms ached to comfort him in his pain, but she had a feeling it wouldn�t be
good for his health if she did so.�

He saw it in her eyes. �It�s ok, Hermione.� I know!�
I will be alright.� Perhaps we
will meet again sometime..� go now.��

She scuffed sadly over to the Dark
Lord and took the arm that he held out imperiously.�

�Goodbye Remus�
she called sadly just before they popped away.�

The image remained in her mind of
the way he had sat, sprawled in the dirt, looking defeated and suddenly older
than he had when he had first entered the clearing.
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