Pardon My Past

Chapter six

Karma’s Slave

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

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Hermione tagging along with Kingsley and Professor Dumbledore; ‘I just have to see for myself.’ Hermione thinking to herself, she walked along the side of Shacklebolt; as they were making there way to the department of mysteries.

“I’ve ordered all ministry employees, to stay away from this area; except those of the order” Kingsley told Dumbledore.

“As Harry been informed of this?” asked Hermione

“Not yet, we had to be sure it was really Black and not some trick” replied Shacklebolt.

Hermione was feeling so many things at once that she wasn’t sure which one she should be feeling at this second; she felt nervous and anxious, she’d be lying  to herself saying she wasn’t a least a little it scared for herself maybe, for Sirius; yes, he’s the one coming back to a changed world.

As they were within reach of the department of mysteries; Hermione had to once again push her inner demons aside for the sake of another; on the outside of her mind, she looked as if she was in a trance. “Hermione” she heard Shacklebolt, causing herself to zone back into reality and now there they were; there she was and their on the stone ground floor was Sirius Black. It was only Sirius in this, but where were the order members Kingsley had mentioned before.

Physically it’s like he hasn’t aged at all since he went in to the veil. Hermione could here the ragged breathes coming from Sirius. Unaware of her actions Hermione moved closer to him; his was on his side his arms and legs stretched out like an animal sleeping on the floor. ‘He must to have been in his animagus form’ she thought as she took another step. Hermione swore for a moment that after each step she was taking, the beating of her heart would get louder and louder.

Sirius was unconscious, Hermione bended her knees to get a closer look of the once lost wizard. She tucked the hair by the side of her face, behind her ear. A hand was on her shoulder, “Hermione, you have to be careful, who knows what the veil has could of done to him, mentally of course” spoke Kingsley, as if the thought hadn’t crossed Hermione’s mind.  Hermione not saying a word to Kingsley; she just took his hand off her shoulder, almost as if she was offended by that comment but that wasn’t it, what irked her about that ‘gesture’ was it  felt unfamiliar  and cold as if he was a stranger.

Hermione not leaving her position, her eyes shifted to Dumbledore; she noticed how attentive he was, as he was looking at Kingsley. Her eyes shifted back toward Kingsley and something wasn’t feeling right.  Not taking on eye off of him, Hermione moving her right hand to Sirius’s; with her middle and pointer fingers placed on his neck to check for a pulse.

Hermione felt a little sigh of relief leave her lips, as she felt it.

“Come he’s this way!” yelled a voice, the three turned in the direction, rushing into the chamber was Harry, Ron, his father Arthur Weasley and Kingsley Shacklebolt!   

“What the bloody hell!” yelled Ron as he saw a second Kingsley Shacklebolt?

“What is the meaning of this?” said the Minster of Magic.

“Who are you?” Dumbledore said as he had his wand out, prepared to counter whatever this imposter is planning.  

The imposter didn’t answer he just smirked as Kingsley was slowly disappearing by smoke; in which the imposters true identity was to be seen.  Hermione felt everything in her body just stop all at once.  Though no longer checking Sirius’s pulse, put her hand had moved to his only exposed shoulder, in which her hand laid upon and now her grip had tightened on that shoulder.

The imposter was looking to be a man his twenties; his clothes were of something from the past. His hair was dark brown, long and nearly down past his back, his skin pale; and his eyes were dark brown, but as Hermione was looking right into them, she could swore they were black. It was him no doubt about it, this as the man that was torturing her in her own dreams. Right here in front of her.

“Who I am, you ask, but shouldn’t the question be who was I” said the man  

“Who were you then?”

“Back in to the year 1880, I was and still am Vilmos Warlock,”

A groan from Sirius’s body could be heard by Hermione; she gently started to shake his shoulder, “So the tale of veil is true” said Dumbledore. A stern look upon Vilmos face appeared “all things in our world all is possible” he said.

Vilmos had taken Hermione’s left hand in his, she shuddered in disgust. “Regina” he said, as he brought up her hand to his lips “no wait you don’t go by that name any more, it’s Hermione now” then she felt his lips on her hand, again she shuddered with disgust. She violently pulled her hand away. Upon her action, Vilmos glared at her “Hermione you may be now, but you are still mine” he said.

Dumbledore was waiting for waiting for Vilmos move. As were the others save for Sirius whom was still unconscious for the moment

Overcome with fear, she finally spoke,” I don’t know who you are or what you’re talking about for that matter, but I was never nor will I ever be yours” she said.

Vilmos, not thrilled with her reply, "A strength of mind, she had it too” he retorted.

Hermione was feeling for her wand, “you stay the fuck away from me” she said.

“And if I don’t?” he taunted

“Do you really take that chance now, look around you” Hermione retorting with such malice and spite, that it would send Lucius Malfoy away. Within a quick motion Vilmos, took out his wand , extending his wand arm, shouting Respingere, the spell had pushed Dumbledore, Harry, Kingsley, Arthur and Ron sending them across the chamber. Hermione tried to fight as Vilmos grabbed her; he had her by the arms.

 “You’re coming with me” he stated.

Someone had grabbed Vilmos by his shoulders violently, causing Vilmos to release his hold on Hermione; she had fallen to the ground right on her ass.

“She’s not going anywhere, you son of bitch!” and with that said, Sirius had punched Vilmos right in his face; stumbling back  just a bit but the forward where his face had connected to Sirius fist once more.

Vilmos, stumbling back once more, “you want to play this game too huh, you’ll lose just like he did” he stated before, he had left with a blink, rather then a pop.

Sirius turn towards to Hermione, he walked closer to her. Hermione looked up at him; he held out both his hands to for her to take. Placing her hands within his, Sirius pulled Hermione up from the ground; she stumbled for second causing herself to go a little closer into Sirius. She looked up to him, her eyes met his, ‘Sirius…you’re here…your really here’ she said in a whisper but he heard.

End Chapter Six.