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Chapter 9, Checkmate.
Since this afternoon I have been holed away in Riddle’s Library. Pouring over any and everything that that pertained to Fae mythology lore, fact or mythology based at this point.
I stretch my aching shoulders peering at Riddle’s private collection. Riddle’s taste in books was vast. Majority of his library was stocked with dark dark stuff, no surprise there, but there was also muggle literature, and scientific medical documents, history books on war, herbology, seriously his stock was impressive. The library was separated from the lower level by winding marble staircase and black matte glass. The inside was simply gorgeous. There were ten solid black marble bookcases that went about a quarter a mile back, A silver and green desk were accompanied by a deep forest green leather sofa and two black armchairs.
It’s here that I am snapped from my daydreaming. The clock chimes and I glance over in anxiety. Six pm. My heart beats with adrenaline. Almost time I think in determination. I go over what I’ve learned one more time. Summer Fae all could summon greenery and trees when you learn to master. They- we also can heal other people’s wounds and inflictions although we will feel slightly drained of energy and will need time to recuperate. I practiced this trait with a flower from the ground, I tore it apart and practiced and practiced until I finally restored the daisy. After I got the hang of it was quite easy, I just needed to use the power I felt humming under my skin and will it to do what I wanted, If I can master this power I may be able to defeat Riddle. I think for the sixth time today. Lastly, Oberon and his offspring were able to detect a person’s emotions…like if someone deceitful, or sick, or wished ill upon you. I haven’t been able to try this out yet, Riddle hasn’t returned nor anyone else… As if that was the key thought; A pop is heard below and I automatically will the books to go back to their bookcases with minor concentration, I smile and admit it was worth the two hours of practice. Being half Fae was kind of cool.
I rush down the stairs ready to try my new powers on Riddle when I almost run into a tiny little house elf with wrinkly skin.
“ Oh I’m dreadfully sorry- what’s your name? I’m Hermione Granger” I say as I help the ancient house elf up.
“ Heartland, Miss.” Says the old elf.
“ Oh, That’s a lovely name Heartland,” I say as I smile..
“ No Miss, that is your name. Miss Heartland. You are not a muggle-born Mistress. Now my name is Hodgy at your service. I’ve served Master Riddle ever since he found his magical ancestral home”
Hmm interesting I think…Soo Riddle has found Salazar Slytherin’s Home away from Home, As I refer to Hogwarts.
“ You are quite right Hodgy, thank you, this is all quite new. Now I presume Riddle sent you here to get me ready?”
“ Yes, Miss please follow me” And Hodgy turns towards the bathroom where she runs the bath water, adding oils and jasmine petals. I automatically dive in ready to get this over with and see the look on Riddles face when I save Harry and Ron. I bob up from the water and stare at Hodgy as she beckons for me to come to the edge. I focus my magic and start to feel warm motherly vibes, as well as well contained fear. I must be channeling Hodgy’s feelings! I swim over as I help her bathe me and quickly dry off while running back into the bedroom
“ I’ll race ya Hodgy”
I laugh as I run through the doors and there stands Hodgy opening a garment bag. She glances up and her wrinkly ears tweak as she smiles
“ Mistress finally made it, come look at this beautiful dress please”
“ No fair,” I say as I smile, walking over to the garment. My breathe automatically stalls when I see the dress.
Sure Riddle liked symbolism and all, but I could not disagree that this dress was beautiful… gorgeous actually. The dress was a tasteful corset top and flowing tulip bottomed. The dress was a shimmery blend of peaches, pinks, and golds. What really made it gorgeous was that the dress was magicked to show billowing flowers and opalescence butterflies drifting throughout the summer garden scenery. Although It was beautiful, I knew Riddle’s reason behind it.
Hodgy helps me put the flowing dress on and it fits perfect. hugging my chest in an alluring way. My gold swirls accentuate the dress nicely and my brown curls lay waist length. Hodgy magically places a subtle golden crown made of flowers on my head and arranges my curls to fall beautifully on my face. She then applies subtle makeup and guides me to a mirror. I stare and sigh, I look beautiful as ever I think, having grown accustomed to my ethereal appearance.
“ I must guide you the throne room, Master Riddle is waiting”, says Hodgy urgently.
“ Yes, let's go see the snake. I just need my shoes…” , I say this as I’m looking around.
“ Mister Riddle says that he did not require Hodgy to bring shoes” reveals Hodgy staring at the flower-strewn ground
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“ Right, of course, Thanks for the help, Hodgy”, I walk out of the room to meet Riddle.
Riddle Is sitting on his throne deep in thought, when he sees me approaching he rises and meets me in the middle, a flowered trail follows me. I stop and use this time to check Riddle out, He’s as handsome as ever. He’s wearing an all-black form-fitted suit, d]charcoal silver shoes, and a black serpent crown upon his head, a true Dark Lord I presume.
“Ah you look ravishing as ever, Hermione,” He says while he circles around me, appraising me like some object. The wildflowers wilt within his proximity.
“ Thanks, Master” I gruff as I try to feel his mind. I feel absolutely nothing towards his way. Which would probably be a good observation for the sociopath, however, his eyes deft told me he wanted to rip this dress off and seize claim and I could feel my magic humming against me, like a bird in a cage. I guess this not being too able to read each other’s minds was a two-way street. Fine a level playing field… somewhat. I shudder as I try to direct the attention.
“ Where are my friend's deaths to be held?” I ask stoically.
“ Upstairs my dear”, and he grabs me as we apparate away.
We materialize in front of the Great Hall door, However, everything looks different. The same black and silver marble scheme in the Chamber of Secrets has taken over the once stoned corridor. The only remnants of the Old Hogwarts were the heavy wooden doors of the Great Hall and the Main Entrance.
“ How much did you specifically take over as your private quarters?” I ask.
“ I took over the south-west portion. The Entrance, Court Yard and the Great Hall, oh and I presume the Room of Requirement, but that’s just severely warded.” Riddle says this as he looks at his pocket watch.
“ But—that’s a large portion of the school Riddle, how?” I ask in disbelief practically one-third!
“Magic Hermione, I ordered the castle to make more rooms and the castle, being a sentient being made more room and floors. Honestly, I’ll let you explore later, but first please allow me this night”, he smiles cruelly. I stare back, my eyes blank as I mentally prepare.
“Now, Hermione I order you to remain in your seat unless I say so, also you will not be defiant, you will sit there an ever-regal queen. Do you understand? “ He grabs my chin and holds it there, His eyes looking at my lips.
I want to spit in his face but I began to feel the tingle of the disobedience curse upon my throat.
“Yes, master”
“Shall we?”, Riddle says as he flicks his wand and the Great Hall’s door swings open. He grabs my arm and loops it through his.
I follow Lord Voldemort into the Great Hall, A trail of flowers followed. Half vivid and lively, the other half shriveled and dying.
He truly had a way with imagery.
The Great Hall was devoid off all furniture besides A massive silver throne and beside that stood a slightly smaller golden throne. I smile, this will be perfect. We continue onwards through the black marble palace. I peer upwards toward the enchanted sky to to see a gorgeous depiction of a galaxy at night. Silver stars sprinkled the night sky. I could see random bolts of gold lighting gracing the night sky. Geeze If Lord Voldemort ever wanted out of the “dragging the world to hell with him” thing, He would totally make big coins in the interior designs. I plan to say that when I see the supposed inner circle of Voldemort’s reign.
Majority of the sacred twenty-eight were there, The Malfoys of course, Lucius and Narcissa are kneeling with blank looks as we approached, Draco stares at me in complete shock, as if I had two heads, his eyes slowly stare at the serpent collar around my throat and then towards my golden eyes. Lucius subtlety knocks him upon the ankle with his silvered cane and Draco snaps out of it and bows. Draco has filled out since our school years. He was taller and broader, he also seemed to have grown into his once pointed chin. Draco’s hair was still a blinding silver white and kept in the similar poised and elegant hairstyles he wore during school, perhaps a tad bit longer.
Everyone in the room bows. I pass Bellatrix who is fuming at the mouth, silent rage ready to burst, her husband Rodolphus Lestrange quietly tries to hush her while staring at Voldemort in fear. I pass many of my old Slytherin schoolmates and their parents. I see dark-skinned Zabini and his black widowed mother, she seems to have another poor pureblood aristocrat ensnared in her web. I notice as she has her arm slung around a handsome olive-skinned man in dark blue robes. Zabini kneels as he stares at me with his ever-mysterious gaze, I never quite knew what he was ever up to at Hogwarts, besides his good academics; I knew not much about his mysterious life. Goyle…Crabbe…Yaxley…Dolohov… I pass Pansy Parkinson and notice that she has been married to Theodore Nott. It seems pug face is all settled in with a baby in the oven as well, I notice. I stare at her stomach in shock as she too is also shocked that I am in a dress let alone holding Riddle’s arm, on my way to a throne that was obviously mine. As we continue to pass Voldemort’s inner circle, I begin to start noticing the reoccurring shocked facial patterns, I lean towards Riddle as I whisper
“ You told no one of my true bloodlines,” I say. I continue to search until I find Headmaster Snape standing in the shadow, his black eyes follow me as I proceed towards the dais.
“ Correct, Only Severus and Lucius knew about your royal blood and our little race, you shall learn how to rule soon enough Hermione”, murmurs Voldemort back.
We finally reach the podium and Riddle helps me towards the golden throne, it was a blinding beauty and feels warm as I sit upon it. However, as soon as I rest my arms on the throne's armrest, golden vines wrap around my wrist and hold them in place. I silently will the vines to unbind my hands but they remain, I stare at Riddle in frustration. He just smiles innocently before saying
“ Hermione Granger is no more and never was, here sits Hermione Heartland, last heir of Ravenclaw and the only daughter of the Oberon, The Fae King Summer Seelie Court and now your Queen” , He sits down onto his throne and stares at the shocked faces in amusement as he motions for them to rise. I continue to struggle against the vines but it’s no use I’m stuck. I began to scan the room again when I notice a flash of red hair and my heart stops, Ron! I think but that happiness turns to anger when I see the traitor Percy Weasley.
a couple years back, Percy Weasley came begging Voldemort to take allow him to live as his "rightful" place as pureblood, claiming that he wanted nothing to do with his blood traitor family, he even offered the location to where Ginny and her Army of Dumbledore friends were hiding out, he just asked to spare Ginny. The last thing we heard was that Percy and Ginny were apart of Voldemort’s inner circle and the DA was obliterated. I see Percy uncomfortably shuffle to the side and out appears Ginny as soon as her eyes fall on mine I know she’s been imperiused. Her eyes alone, but it was her feelings too… the surface I felt fuzzy nothing but when I focused deeper I could feel anger, sadness, betrayal, and relief… I quickly dart my eyes away, Ginny isn’t in mortal danger…
I’m snapped out of my memories when Bellatrix finally snaps and says “MY Lord there is no way this mud blood…this despicable creature… could be anything else but dirt! She has obviously hexed you of some-“
There is gasp throughout the throne room as Voldemort’s magic begins to seep from his seated position. The flowers and grass that have not yet disappeared, began to shrivel at Riddle’s dark anger.
“Not only do you disrespect my ensnared queen, but you dare question me, Bellatrix”? He asks quietly, however his eyes deepen to ink. I have never felt Riddle’s magic like this, where my encounter has been intoxicating and left me inebriated… now it felt enraged, begging to unleash its horrific power.
Bellatrix lays prone faced towards the ground “My Lord! forgive me for ever question-“
“Lestrange help see your wife to the kitchen to oversee the house elves for the remainder of the night, thank you” Is all Riddle says before conjuring a fire whiskey.
I stare in quiet humor as flabbergasted Bellatrix is ushered from the floor and apparated by her husband to the kitchens.
The Great Hall remains silent as Voldemort savors his whiskey. He waves his hands and from the corners on the grounds I see imperioused muggles come forth and began serving drinks while holding blank glassy stares. They were completely naked and seemed to range from ages twenty to sixty, as I horrifically watch a lady that could have resembled my Gram-gram’s age, being mocked at by Crabbe and Goyle. ugh pigs… They continue to laugh and gesture at her sagging bosom. I clench my eyes and smirk as Goyle’s glass of wine shatters and splashes everyone in a two-foot vicinity. Riddle has gone over to talk to Lucius in hushed tones, so the only one that was watching my concentration and reaction was Severus I noticed. Sneaky bastard I think I as watch him detach from his beloved shadows and slithers towards the throne, Snape stares into my sparkling eyes before bowing gracefully low and saying
“ I see that you are beginning to be… accustomed to your place here Miss Heartland? “, Snape stares at me as I shake my head in fury
“ You know well that I am not accustomed to this nightmare! You lot have truly rotted Hogwarts from the inside out!” I finish as I raise my head haughtily as I try and fail to break the binds. I peer at Snape and can see him looking at me with blank eyes… I wonder… I began to focus my magic towards him and I began to feel his mind… Silence…irritation…lust… Is Snape attracted to me? My eyes widen and for the first time in ever, Riddle appears at the right time. He walks up towards his silver throne and sits upon it, he then gives Snape a nod and the latter disappears out the Great Hall Door.
Silence falls and the entire inner circle and their family stare at the dais where we preside, complete opposites in nature and physical attributes.
Riddle finally speaks up “ It is time to celebrate why we are here, Not only am I immortal but I have also captured Harry Potter the boy who shall die and his blooded traitor friend. Bring them forth” He says gleefully. My heart begins to beat faster. Riddle stares at me, before leaning over and whispering in my ear
“Remember what I said Hermione, “If you are to be my queen you must be able to withstand viewing such atrocities, why not start with the death of your loved ones?” He licks my earlobe and I move my head in anger. He smiles in amusement. “ Bring them forth”
Harry and Ron are lead …no dragged to the front of the dais by the Carrow twins. Tears immediately stream from my eyes as I view my friends. Ron was barely walking, his back was hunched and it seemed that his left wrist was broken. his eyes scanned the crowd until he sees Ginny and Percy.
“ GINNY?! Ginny! what- WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER PERCY?! You sold Ginny, our little sister!?I’m going to KIL- ARGH” Ron screams as he’s crucioed by Alecto Carrow, her yellowed teeth bared as she tortures Ron. Ron pants in silent agony, before stopping and allowing them to drag him towards the throne. I lean forward but go no farther and I turn to see that Riddle’s eye’s have not left me, He looks at me as if to be drinking in my misery.
“Don’t mind me, Hermione, you are simply beautiful when in sorrow, please continue” He says as he extends his arm towards the depravity.
I look away in disgust and finally gaze upon Harry. Harry has been blinded. His green eyes plucked from his face. The flesh around his eyes was red and inflamed. Shreds of sinew hang like mocking eyelashes. I stare with complete and utter horror on my face. Bile begins to rise to my throat as tears run freely from my face, I sob once as I try to control my crying. I cannot anger Riddle yet or everything will be ruined, I think frantically. So I sit there and I continue to watch in horror as Ron finally notices me and freaks out
“ HERMIONE!” He looks at the throne and the snake collar and loses it. His face turns as red as his hair
“ WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER YOU SNAKE BAST- AGGGHRH”, Ron is cut short due to Riddle switching his wand and Ron’s legs were snapped the wrong way. My stomach rolls at the absolutely horrifying noises coming from Ron’s throat. Ginny is dragged out a side door by Percy, I see that she has snapped out of the curse and was trying to get to Ron. I close my eyes in horror because I just can’t bear to see the pain Ronald was in, I would rather be down there with them suffering, then literally sitting on a throne of gold, unharmed and forced to watch their torture and death without being able to do anything. Ronald lays to the ground near Harry panting, his face was blanch with pain. A startling contrast to his red hair. I finally sob loudly, and Harry raises his head towards the thrones, his eyes caked with black crusted blood and infection.
“ Hermione?...Hermione, I’m so sorry” Harry whispers faintly.
“Har-“ I sob, tears streaming out of me, a violent spark of grass and flowers ignite below our thrones as I try to break out of my binds. Instantly dying when coming too close to Riddle’s silvered side.
“ Enough, “ Voldemort says as he rises and crucios Harry.
Harry’s back arches up but besides that, he does not make a noise. All is silent except my sobbing. I need to control myself I try to tell myself. Riddle slowly saunters towards Harry and Ron laying on the floor.
“Harry, I must admit that you lasted a long time, hiding like a cockroach beneath my reign. But alas I have finally found you and have also taken all that you hold dear…I have enjoyed your company these past few days in my home. I truly wish you could see my face as I take your life but I am known to lose it in the heat of torture. Now Harry, my dear boy…I presume a quick Avada Kedavra will suffice.
Riddle reaches raises his wand-
“ Master?” I say in a calm voice.. My golden eyes show no anger or sorrow.
The entire and when I say entire Great Hall is silence with shock, I mean entire. Riddle turns around slowly walks up to me, his ink eyes hold curiosity.
“ Yes, my dear? I’m kind of in the middle of a moderately important leap in my reign” He places his left charcoal silvered shoe and rest it on the dais, He gestures his right arm toward my battered friends.
“ I …please allow me to say goodbye …please master?” I say looking at Riddle, I try to portray a helpless Fae princess, but I’m pretty sure I just look insane with grief. Riddle stares at me with undecipherable eyes and I stare back, willing myself to remain calm, but trying to portray pure sorrow.
Finally, Riddle says, after what felt like a lifetime “ How could I say no to you when you look so beautiful, you have one minute.” and he sits upon his silvered throne and conjures another fire whiskey. My heart leaps as I’m released, the golden ivy returning into the throne. I walk steadily towards my fallen friends. I stoop low and grab both of them in a right embrace. I start to slowly channel my healing powers into them, making sure to push slowly so as to not direct too much attention.
“ I’m sorry guys, I truly am, I tried my hardest to outrun hi-“
“ No Hermione it's not your fault, please take care of Ginny …Please” Ron grunts in pain, spitting blood up.
“ Shh Ronald I promise, listen… you guys cannot come back. do you understand?” I’m still hugging them, and we are whispering. I will truly miss these two.
“ What are you-“ says Harry before his eyes heal within seconds, I surge my magic forward and watch as Ron’s legs reposition themselves and they are healed from all wounds, I gasp as I see a clarity in Harry’s newly formed eyes and realize that he’s been cured of his mental ailments as well! No more demons haunting his dream. I will the pearl into my hand as I hear Riddle darkly growl, “ Hermione…”
I guess everyone is finally noticing the shift in magic. My light and airy magic takes over. I crash my lips to Harry’s as I smash the tiny pearl onto the black marble floor.
The pearl smashes and my magic roars alive, my swirls blaze and my curls frizzle with gold sparks. I continue to kiss Harry passionately knowing this may be the last time I ever will, instantly Harry and Ron are taken up in a shimmery mist and they simply vanish. I stand there for a few seconds, relieved that it worked, they were gone. I smile as I turn around to see Riddle standing about five feet from me. His eyes were a livid red and his wand clenched deathly pale against the elder wand. I could feel how his magic instantly reclaim dominance within the Great Hall, all my beautiful flowers are obliterated in a breath. His loyal death eaters and their families have all cowered fearing they may be caught in the crossfire of Lord Voldemort’s wrath.
I slowly walk towards him, the constricting feeling slowly beginning to take over, I arrive a breath away from him before throwing his silver king chess piece onto the marble floor.
"Check…mate” , I say with gasped breathed before crashing to the floor, as the disobedience curse finally takes over. I lay on the ground in absolute pain, but I refused to make a noise, I just stare at Riddle with pained triumph in my golden eyes. My hair was sprayed around me like a soft brown halo. I finally whimper in pain and feel blood trickle down my lip onto the marble floor. Riddle finally raises his wand and murmurs “Stupefy”
I welcome the cool blackness once more, anything but this nightmare.
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I stare at the irritating minx strewn before my feet. She truly is coming into her powers, I will have to severely rectify her actions. I look up towards my Death Eaters
“What are you still doing here? GO FIND POTTER NOW!” I bellow, losing my cool. My magic lashes out and destroys the window behind my throne. Instantly everyone apparates out, I stare down at Hermione in fury, the nerve of her... I stare at the silver king and suddenly smile. Oh yes, that is brilliant.
“ Severus,” I say
Severus steps from the shadows, his hands concealed inside his black robes.
“My Lord?” he drawls coolly.
“Kindly see Hermione safely to my Chambers, I have to make a visit,” I say before heading to my personal dungeon.
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I arrive in my personal torture chamber, formerly known as the Room of Requirement. Upon arriving I find a beautiful creature naked and strapped to a table. The creature has pale blue skin that shimmered in the light. Her hair was long and remained in its blueish wet look, although it has been hours since I've had her captured from her little pond near France. Her face was oval shaped and she had small gills behind her neck, a delicate thing really. I think before wishing forth a bright operating light. The extra light makes her skin dazzle and light danced around the room...sigh... a pity I cant keep her I think before cursing her awake.
The water nymph gasps awake in pain and stares at me with cooled eyes.
" Hello nymph," I say observing the dark blue and silver bruises that littered her battered body. Wounds from an earlier discussion we've had.
" I told you all I could Voldemort, you must understand Fae rules- AHH.."
I crucio her violently before lifting the unforgivable and saying " Yes yes I know, you took a vow to Oberon to not say anything and you are physically and mentally bound to that... as we have discovered, besides I know now what you gave my lioness" I say this as I peer down at her naked body, her fingers and toes are slightly webbed.
" Then what do you want? Release me. I am one of the only remaining water nymphs left...", She says this with fearful eyes.
" Yes pity, I really would have liked to have kept you, as a pet, I'm sure Hermione would have been grateful for the companionship, However you shall be contributing your death to two great causes today. "
I slash upwards violently and a deep gash appears from her navel all the way towards her clavicle. Silver and blue blood pools out of her cavity. Her eyes stare up in utter shock, her plump mouth ironically gasps for air. She was truly pretty.
" Firstly, I need to know more about Fae, and I cant simply go about dissecting my Hermione, So that's where you come into play"
I wipe the silvered blood from her blue full lips and then swish my wand sideways. A slice appears horizontally across her stomach. By now, the nymph is laying on the table in slight convulsion, her muddled gold eyes staring at the bright operation light in confusion.
" Secondly, " I say as I began to peel back the water nymph's lacerated flesh, peering at her organs in fascination.
" I really need to teach Hermione a lesson on defying me, so thank you once again for your services"
I watch devoid of emotion as the last water nymph's eyes lose their light.
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