Born From Madness (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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Hermione shot her head up as her eyes widened and stared in horror at Voldemort while all the other Death Eaters began mumbling in disbelief among each other. Her, Hermione Granger, the cousin of Lord Voldemort? That can't be right... can it? 

"Ah but it is true my friends! The lovely Miss Granger here does happen to come from the same bloodline as I do. As you may know Salazar Slytherin though he hated Mudbloods with a deep passion, came to fall in love with one. The first royal Mudblood to enter our world, the famous and powerful Betty White who as we all know had the ability to speak with the Tongue of Beasts. Though most claim it was a mere affair, they did not know that before the tragic death of Betty White, she bared two children for Slytherin. One of which would birth the generations to lead to Hermione's birth and the other my own." Voldemort explained to them but mostly spoke looking at Hermione like he wanted her to have this burned inside her head, "Of course, Hermione's sainted Grandmother had swore as so many of her other ancestors to hide the secret that they do come from the family of Slytherin to avoid people associating them with me." 

He pointed his wand directly at Hermione as he waved it like he was motioning for her to get up but the look in his eyes was silently daring her to try anything. 

"But I figured it would be best if Miss Granger knows exactly the family she comes from. And here and now, claim exactly where she sends on this battle. Would she choose to join our family of Death Eaters, where she will be treated like royalty or will she stand against us and have to be subjected to a life of slavery?" He asked her pointing his wand directly towards her head. She sternly glared him back in his eyes as crawled onto her feet. 

"I rather die than serve you." She said before spatting at him. The Death Eaters gasps and murmured while a few mumbled that she would regret that. Voldemort stood silently as if he was trying to decide how he was going to kill her when he sighed. 

"That's very unfortunate, Hermione. Macnair! Grab hold of Miss Granger so that she may watch as I dispose of her friend!" Voldemort ordered. Hermione attempted to rush Voldemort to push him down to the ground when Macnair grabbed her waist and dragged her to the side. Hermione thrashed around as she watched Voldemort wave his wand and let Harry go from the headstone. 

"Pick up your wand, silly boy! You've been taught how to duel, I hope, Potter!" he shouted at Harry, who was fumbling for his wand, "First we bow! Come on, Potter, the niceties must be observed! I'm sure Dumbledore wouldn't want you to forget your manners now, would he? I said bow!" 

Harry grunted as his body twisted down into a bowing manner. Then Voldemort waved his wand as he caused Harry to fall to the ground before preforming the Cruciatus Curse on them. The Death Eaters were laughing as Hermione was struggling against Macnair's grip to try and stop this. Voldemort put his wand to his side as he allowed Harry to have a small break from being torment. Harry didn't waste a moment as he got up and scurried around the head stone just as Voldemort was shooting a spell. 

"DON'T YOU TURN YOUR BACK ON ME, HARRY POTTER! I WANT YOU TO LOOK AT ME WHEN I KILL YOU! I WANT TO SEE THE LIGHT LEAVE YOUR EYES!" Voldemort screamed at Harry. For a moment Hermione didn't know what Harry would plan on doing until he stumbled back from behind the headstone. 

It happened so quickly, she didn't know what happened next. Harry shouted his usual spell of Expelliarmus while Voldemort cried out Avada Kedavra. The red and green jets of lights slammed into each other as they shot sparks out. Hermione watched in amazement and concern as she watched the spell go on. Then then suddenly the lights broke as something blue and shimmering came flying at Voldemort. Harry turned as he quickly stunned Macnair. 

"Come on Hermione! Get to the cup!" Harry called out. Hermione rushed after him, quickly bending down to grab her wand, before taking Harry's hand as he grabbed Cedric's body and she the cup. Soon they were swirling up in the air again as the graveyard vanished around them. 

They slammed onto the ground as they could hear the loud cheering voices and claps of everyone around them. Hermione shot her head up as she watched Harry holding tightly to Cedric as he weeped into his chest. Hermione's eyes began watering as she turned, unable to look at the sight of Cedric's dead body. 

"Harry! Hermione!" a voice called up to them. She looked to see Dumbledore was crouching over Harry, holding him in a semi-hug, as she crawled to her knees. 

"He's back!" Harry cried out, "He's back! Voldemort's back! Cedric-- he wanted me to bring him back! He wanted me to bring him back to his parents... I couldn't leave him there!" 

"It's alright, Harry. It's alright. He's home. You three are!" Dumbledore said kindly, his hands cupping Harry's face. 

"What's going on? What's happening?" 

Cornelius Fudge appeared out of the crowd and towards them. He took one look at them before his face turned into a shade of white then turned around towards the crowd. 

"Keep everyone back! Keep everyone in their seats!" He ordered before turning to Snape, "A boy has been murdered." 

Fudge then rushed over towards them again as he leaned towards Dumbledore. 

"The body must be moved, Dumbledore. There's too many people here!" Fudge ordered him. 

"Let me through!" A voice shouted out from the crowd, "Let me through!!!!" 

There was footsteps rushing through the crowd as Hermione looked up and watched as Mr. Diggory came running towards them with tears in his eyes. 

"THAT'S MY SON!" he cried out, his voice breaking as his hands pressed to his chest, "THAT'S MY BOY!" 

He collapse onto the ground, leaning over Cedric as his shaking hands reached out to Cedric's face. His whimpers and sobs were enough to cause Hermione's heart to shatter and turn away again. 

"Come on, Granger! You too, Potter!" A voice ordered her as she felt a strong hand grab hold of her and Harry dragged them away from the crowds. But though they drifted towards the castle, Hermione could still hear Mr. Diggory's cries echoing through the night.