~ Home for the Summer~
A/N: Though she never comes onto this site, I am really sorry for the upcoming chapters, Adrianna.
Chapter Twenty-One: Daddy Voldemort
The hooded figure stood next to Olivia, casting a shadow over its face. Sharp shocks of extreme pain rang through the lighting bolt on Harry's forehead.
Olivia pulled a wand from her robes. " Emendo!" she called, pointing it towards Harry. There was a thin, gold line, and the pain subsided.
Harry stood, helping Hermione as well.
The figure raised it's arms to the rims of the hood, sliding cloth over head. While the three were expecting a gruesome demon, they were surprised at the sight of a middle aged man that you would see in any ordinary day, except for the scar slashed diagonally (A/N: I just noticed that the word ' diagonally' is really ' diagon' and 'ally' put together) across his face.
" Hello Harry" his low voice growled.
Harry twitched, " hello Voldemort" he hadn't said the name in a long time. Especially to the person himself.
Ron eyed the girls, " hey, why not come over here?" trying to get them out of the danger next to them.
Olivia stepped over, holding the mans hand, " no". Adrianna remained still and silent.
Harry bent down, " come on sweetie, you'll be safer".
" We want to stay with our father" Olivia replied.
" Oh..my...god" Ron gasped, " good thing you guys didn't like my idea about that parents weekend".
Hermione panicked, " wait, so Olivia and Adrianna are..your daughters?".
" Yes" Voldemort replied, " even those in the Dark Magic consider having a family".
" It's pitch black where you are" Ron muttered.
Voldemort ignored him, " no need to worry, Harry, Ella is fine, still with the games keeper. This is not another repeat of Draco Malfoy".
" You've been watching us this entire time?" Harry gaped.
He nodded, " there is no one who can get better acquainted with their teachers, then the students. None better than my own children, I knew everything from what you named your first born to where you hid Dumbledore's wand".
Adrianna quivered, staring at Harry with big blue eyes, " I'm sorry, it was me the entire time, I did it all" thinking everything was to be blamed on her.
Harry quickly smiled at her, then shrugged at her father, " why now? It's been four years, and now you want to make another appearance. Why?".
Voldemort took a stroll from his daughters, " you were a powerful child Harry, still are" he would be one to know, " a result from you mother and father".
" How would I know?" the answer was well known, " I can't remember them, it's almost like I never had the chance to love my own parents". Though Harry wondered about the Daniel's girls mother, or whatever their names really happened to be.
" What do his parents have to do with this?" Ron asked impatiently.
" The power in you" Voldemort began, " was to be passed from you and divided among your first two off springs. Together, with their father, with any desire they could defeat every trait in Dark Magic".
Harry had an annoyed expression (not noticing Hermione biting her lip), " Ella's four, she's my only child, more so, I would never do anything that dangerous with her".
" You're only child?" he raised an eyebrow, expressing the word 'only'. He looked at Hermione like they were sharing a secret.
In a way, they were. " That's the news I wanted to tell you" Hermione sighed, " I'm pregnant".
" What?" Harry's expression fell, his eyes widened.
Hermione's cheeks twitched, " I was looking for the right time to tell you".
" Herm, we talked about other places, but this defiantly qualifies as an exception" Ron muttered.
Harry forgot about Lord Voldemort, as difficult as it could me, " you knew? You're my best friend, you're suppose to tell me these things!".
" I asked him not to!".
" My best friend, and Lord Voldemort finds out about these things before I do" Harry claimed.
Ron pointed at the horrible excuse for a man before him, " hey, at least I didn't tell Voldie".
" What is this? ' Don't tell Harry What's Going on Day'?" he sarcastically asked.
" More like ' Don't tell Harry What's Going on Month'" Hermione answered.
Voldemort loudly cleared his throat in hopes to gain their attention.
" Oh yeah, him" Harry commented, sounding like it was a situation dealt with day by day.
" I have only returned for that reason, I cannot take the risk of being destroyed".
Ron laughed, " that just shows how weak you are, Harry stripped you of all your powers before he was able to talk. What makes you think you can kill us now?".
" Ron, you stupid, stupid moron" Hermione muttered, shaking her head.
Voldemort reached into the pocket of his long cloak, removing the gold wand, encrusted with sparking jewels.
" Oh right that" Ron said, " forgot about that".
Olivia snarled, " it has more power than Voldemort himself, you said it yourself, Headmaster".
" No" he snarled in return, " I said Voldie, not Voldemort, you stupid girls".
One wave of the wand, and Ron flew in a rush into the wall behind them, falling to the ground unconscious.
" Thinking about doing that myself" Hermione muttered.
Harry cornered Hermione between himself and the wall, away from Voldemort's path with the wand. For once, he didn't know what to do. His own wand would be completely useless, even as a distraction. The most dangerous wizard in history was standing there, ready to kill him. This time, he may actually succeed.
" I've been waiting eighteen years, eighteen long years".
Hermione took hold of Harry's hand from behind his back, giving it a little squeeze. The wand was lifted only an inch into the air, when.
" Ella, no!".