The Truth.

Chapter 6-Real

I got on the train but sat in a compartment on my own. I didn't want to see Harry or Ron. I fact, I didn't want to see or talk to anyone. I was still going through in my head everything that I had just learnt. My mother's lifeless green eyes kept flashing my mind. I was terrified of what Dumbledore would do but I knew I couldn't do anything. My senses were getting better and my magic was improving. Every day was getting closer to my first full moon and I was terrified, but I felt happy as knew Lucian would be there. He gave me instructions on what to do on the day and if I need him, I can apparate to him since he gave me a porta-key which was on a necklace around my neck tucked under my top. My first transformation will be at the arena as he can used magic to create the illusion that I'd be in a forest. He then explained that it would be extremely painful as every bone will be broken, regrown and replaced with a harder, more durable bones as it will make it easier for the transformations. I also found out that it's hard to kill us, not even the killing curses will kill us though, they do injure pretty us bad, but it takes more than one killing curse to kill us. I guess that's down to the fact at our bones become harder and more durable. I was dreading training with Lucian but excited at the same time as I knew it would be hard and not easy but it's something new and I love knowing as much as possible. I'm not the brightest witch in my age for nothing. I know, ego much. It would be hours until we arrived at the station, so I opted to get some sleep. Soon enough, I fell asleep dreaming.

Warning some nasty words in this. I don't agree with any derogatory terms at all, so please never use them against someone!

Dream...

"Weak" "Mud blood" "No trust." I couldn't stop the tears as they fell down my face. Misty figures broke through the darkness, Harry and Ron appeared saying "We just used you Hermione. You craved attention like the attention whore you are. Such a naïve know-it-all bitch" Ron spoke "You were mine. But no one wants you and no one ever will. Shame you would have been a good fuck." I was disgusted and scared. I grew terrified when Dumbledore appeared. "I should have killed you along with you parents!" then their voices blended. The words spoken were harsh. "Useless." "Weak" "Mud blood." "Dyke" My knees gave out and I crumpled to the ground and covered my ears to try and stop me from hearing the words. Suddenly thin but slightly muscular feminine arms wrapped around my body and the voices disappeared. A voice spoke but this filled me with warmth and calmed me down rather than fearing me with self-loathing and hurt. It was soft and low. "Don't listen to them my pretty." Her arms tightened around my waist and I felt her breast press into my back slightly. "Thank you. Who are you?" I tried to turn but was frozen, but I remained relaxed though. The unknown woman let out a deep chuckle. The sound sent a pool of warmth through my body and my arousal spiked. I closed my eyes to saviour the sound. "Do not worry my pretty. We will meet soon." She kissed the back of my neck and my eyes shot open.

I shot awake. My body tingled all over and my heart raced. I smiled and was filled with a strange sense of calm. I had a feeling that I would meet her soon. I knew that was my mate. I was saddened that didn't get to see her face but giddy at the thought of meeting her soon. I realized the train stopped. I got off it and headed towards where my parents usually picked up. Sharp pain went through my chest at the thought that I could have grown up as Hermione Romanoff, but I was still thankful that I got parents who loved me regardless, even though I wasn't even a normal adoptive child. The Granger's took it in a stride, and I am forever grateful. I loved them like I would any parents. I saw them waiting, my mum's black hair tied up, her green eyes lit up as well as my father's darker green eyes. He smiled, his brown hair a mess on top of his head. My mum and dad hugged me, and we headed home.

It was around 8 o'clock at night when there was a knock on the door. I was in my room, but I could hear them moving around and the TV. My dad opened the door and my blood turned to ice when a voice spoke. "Hello Mr. Granger. I apologies it's so late but I am here on important business including Hogwarts and Hermione." My dad let him in. I sprinted downstairs but slowed as I headed the kitchen. I wasn't even out of breath thanks to my new stamina. I entered and found my mum and ad smiling and taking to Dumbledore. They had no idea how much danger they were in. Dumbledore also had no idea how much he would be in of he did anything. "Hermione, how nice of you to join us." I saw the malicious intent in his eyes and my fear increased. They turned to me and that was a mistake. Dumbledore casted an immobulus spell. I was unable to move or speak along with my parents. I worked on my magic as quickly as I could, but it was weak as I never practiced a lot of wandless magic. I saw the fear in my parent's eyes. I had some tears running down my face as I knew they were defenceless.

My eyes stayed on Dumbledore as he walked around my parents to me and spoke. "It's such a shame Hermione. If you didn't get infected, then you wouldn't have been a problem. It would have been a painless accident. You just can't seem to die." I let a muffled sob out of my throat as he held a wand to my adoptive mother's head, and I couldn't help but flash back to when he killed my real mother. "I would have made it looked like an accident when you died Hermione and Obliviate your parents but no, you have to escape and survive everything thrown at you. Not giving Lupin his wolf bane was supposed to make it easier for his wolf to kill you but for some reason he didn't. Now I will have to kill all of you." I screamed as he cast the dreaded Crucio towards my parents. He had unfrozen them and they were writhing on the floor in agony. I tried to scream, tell him to stop but all I could get out were squeaks. It had been hours and I could tell the immobulus spell was wearing off on me as my fingers twitched. I could see the insanity and murder in his eyes. "Such a shame. You ruined the plan Hermione. You ruined my perfectly laid out plan." His eyes like ice boring into me, sending shivers down my spine. I managed to speak. "Please. Leave them. They have done nothing, please." He looked at me and back to parents and said, "Oh well since you said please." I let out a breath, but I knew it was too good to be true. "I'll end them." I screamed out 'no' as he sent an Avada kedava. I just stared at their lifeless bodies. Their lifeless eyes stared into mine. I had a glimpse back to the memory of him killing my birth mother. Her once bright green lifeless eyes staring up at me from the floor much like my adoptive mothers were now. Tears streamed down my face. My eyes narrowed at him. He then turned to me and sent a Crucio my way, but I barely felt it. It was nothing compared to the pain I felt in my heart. I had no one. No family. I clamped my jaw shut to stop my screams from escaping. I remained standing. I had no idea how long it had been until the pain stopped but it felt as if a lifetime had passed. I could feel the deep cuts all over my body, bleeding profusely. "Goodbye Granger. Well, Romanoff." I managed to get out a "Go to hell." He just laughed manically sending shivers down my spine and goose bumps all over my body. "Unfortunately, I can't kill you. I need you. So, time to go back to the insufferable know it mudblood." He sent an Obliviate my way. I could feel the spell enter my mind, however, I fought it. Dumbledore didn't realize that it didn't work as he set fire to my home. He apparated away. I remained standing. In pain I managed to reach my porta key.

I screamed when I apparated away. My body was broken due to how many unforgivables he had sent my way. I let out a pained scream as my knees hit the ground. My vision was blurry due to my tears and blood. I heard a voice exclaim 'Merlin' but my body and mind had shut down, so I had no idea who it was, but I found a comfort in it despite my pain. I felt arms catch me as the voice I had longed to hear spoke. "I've got you my pretty." I then passed out.
Updated 13/01/20