Hermione Is Voldemort's Daughter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her hair spills across the pillow, tangled from the night, and her brows twitch just slightly as if she’s dreaming something she’s trying to wake up from. I brush her hood back, fingers barely grazing her temple. No bruises. No injuries. Good. I step back, my breath catching. How did it come to this? This girl, this werewolf, the daughter of the king I swore I’d destroy, unconscious in the one place I once called safe. The cabin where my mother used to read by candlelight, where Thorne taught me how to catch fish, where the world was still whole. And now she’s here. I sink into the old chair by the wall, eyes never leaving her.

Emporer Storm Olympus POV I'm in my office finishing up the last of tonight's paperwork before dinner when I get a knock on the door. "Come in," I say. Lady Venus Hermia, a descendant of Hermes and the lady in waiting in charge of messages for my wife, enters my room and curtsies to me. "Your Majesty, Her Majesty was just examined by the doctor after throwing up, and the doctor says she's about four weeks pregnant," she says I light up in joy because I can finally have a child. "Have the Royal Prophets been called to do the reading to see what gender the child will be?" I ask

he whispered “This is exactly what I’ll do to that baby was it’s born and I get my hands on the filthy thing” ~~~ Far away from the forest, in a dark room, Hermoine stood alone. Her eyes were locked on a large monitor in front of her, showing a live feed of the feast. She had found a way to hack into the pack’s hidden cameras. She watched Elena smile. She watched Salvatore lean close to her. Hermoine’s hands clenched into fists. “I should’ve been Luna,” she whispered. “That should’ve been me.” Her chest burned with hate. She grabbed a glass bottle beside her and smashed it against the floor. Then another. Then another.

Harry chuckled upon hearing the question, then grinned, "Care about her? No, not even close. She's not my daughter. Why should I care about a woman who has no connection to me whatsoever?" Lucas furrowed his brow in confusion, his grip on his emotions tightening. "Wait, if she's not your daughter, then whose daughter is she?" Harry's lips curled into a sly smile, enjoying the intrigue he was creating. "She's the daughter of the vessel's original owner, the one whose body I now inhabit." Lucas's eyes widened in realization, the implications of Harry's words sinking in. "You mean Karina is the daughter of the person whose body you took over?"

LESTER/ROGUE KING POV Everything happened so fast that I am still trying to wrap my head around the fact that the first time I finally met my daughter was also when I found out that she was physically and sexually abused by Neil! My wolf and I were seeing red! I wanted to march over to Neil and rip his head off his body! It was beginning to make sense about her hostility towards me now! He knew that she was my daughter, yet he said NOTHING! We both wanted blood, but neither of us were prepared for what we saw next! Neither of us thought that our daughter could actually kill someone! She looked so fragile when she woke up from the sleeping potion! I was shocked but also proud of our daughter!

Elder Cameron of the Night Hunters Pack scolded her. She bit her lips but she couldn't hide the smile on her face. "We agree with your conditions and we also believe that what you said was for Etholia's future. We suggest that you form a team that would assist you with this task. It is now your duty to choose the man who is worthy to rule beside you." King Lucius said while looking at her daughter. She nodded. "I will, father. I promise I will choose a man that could protect our kingdom." She wanted to run outside and jump to celebrate, but she was in front of the king and the elders so she walked out of the hall slowly like a princess.

Taking a deep breath to prepare myself, I headed back to the waiting area to inform her father. “I’m so sorry, but your daughter has passed.” I told him as I placed a hand on his shoulder. “Is there anything you can think of that could have caused her to escalate so quickly? Any allergies, disorders? Anything?” “It was that – that thing.” He sobbed. “We came in after the accident just to be sure, she was fine until that monster bit her.” I caught Lucas’s eye as the man continued to lay accusations against Osiris. The wolves in the waiting room were slowly voicing their agreement with his assessment. Not all of them were Dark Moon pack, there would be no way for Lucas to get control of them a

She could not form words in her head to speak, she only continued to stutter, while gasping for breath. Hermione could not stand to see her daughter in such a pitiful state. Neither of them had prepared for this, or even seen it coming. How could Lancelot have traced it to them so easily? The CCTV cameras in the palace! How could she have been so stupid to forget those? However, now was not the time to regret or wish she had done things better. Her daughter was in trouble, and she needed to save her. Hermione sprang up immediately, stealing the attention of the room from Elizabeth, and placing it on herself. With her shaky voice, she spoke up.

I growl lowly. Hermione unsuccessfully comforts her. Woah!. Hermione ain't no mere werewolf. She survives mom's screams within her room?. I won't survive such situation. I'll pass out. Well, it's high time I shut the screams. "Leave us!" I order Hermonie powerfully. Her expression squeezes. She stare wierdly at me. She roll her eyes then reluctantly exit with a powerful door slam. I chuckle unborthered. Is she mad?.

He disregarded Hermione and she still stayed loyal to him until now, I mean it’s enough for her to kill him. “Fuck, I don’t want to think of this right now. I want to drink.” “We can do that.” I wiggled the whisky bottle in his face, he grabbed it from me. “But we can’t sit around and do nothing though, I feel there’s more things we don’t know about and I want to find out.” “Things like what? I think the drama we find ourselves in is enough" “Look i know, I also know Hermione’s sister is my mom.”