Voldemort's Daughter

Back to the Manor

In a matter of time I packed up everything I would need for my plan staying at the Manor. I don't exactly want to, but I need to stay and act long enough for them to think I'm one of them.

Weapons, ingredients for potions, and clothing all packed into one luggage, I shrinked it and put into my pocket. Realizing my outfit, I needed to look more deatheater'ry. So I changed into a very short short pencil skirt. The shortest skirt I've ever worn. Black heels. A black crop top. With some black and silver accent jewelry. In my opinion not my favorite look, but I can pull it off quite nicely.

Crinus Muto and my hair went from curly to pin straight. Falling around my waist.

I finished the dark look with a smokey eyeshadow look with mascara. I made sure to cast enchantments on myself for protection. To be safe, hid a few weapons along with my wand in my right hand to protect myself if this goes wrong.

Clearing my mind, I apperated to Malfoy Manor.

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In seconds I arrived at the front door. I made sure to  land without a sound. They wouldn't see me coming.

Two knocks on the door with a smirk plastered on my face, the door opened by itself magically. I walked in confidently, already knowing my way around, heading straight for the drawing room.

In minutes I without hesitation walked in strutting my walk as if I owned the place. It's all apart of the act. I got some weird, angry, overall mixed looks from the surroundings dealtheaters piled in the room. But the only two I was focused on, standing next to each other. My father, Voldemort and future husband Draco. My father had a small not exactly noticeable smile, while Draco had a daring smirk. He seemed to know what I was here for.

"Hello Father. Would you be so kind to have your servants lower there wands" I said to him. I didn't look around me but I could feel his dealthers wands pointed at my head.

"What made you come back. Last time we were together you made it clear that you wouldn't be my daughter, sneaky yes you are. Handed down from my genes. Why are you here"

"You see father. Now that you have found me I have changed my view on you. You and my future husband..." I looked over to Draco, he smirked his Slytherin smirk my way. "...will probably not stop until I'm in your hands for good. Why go though all the trouble. So I came here myself".

"Future Husband hmmm. Do you fancy me Ms. Riddle?" Draco said not dropping his ego.

"You are aren't you? Isn't that your plans for me. Your already partnered with my father. I doubt he wants anyone different for his only daughter. Is that right father?"

"I have to say if you really our handing yourself over to the dark side. I welcome you more than anyone, daughter. And yes, Draco here is my best companion and deatheater, I don't trust anyone more. He will be your future husband. Turning you into a proud Malfoy-Riddle. No exceptions."

"Fine. This deal of yours I except. But I want something in return"

"You have already endured your ceremony so that is complete. You are to marry Draco in three months. From now on until you have my concent, you with Draco as a partner will be fulfilling all of my orders and missions as assigned. You have already done enough damage in the past, you get no order until I say. Understood, Hermione!" he practically yelled at me, as if I were to treat him as my king.

"How dare you! I will get my exception unless you don't want me on your side"

"Don't talk back to your father and ruler! Draco take her wand"