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“You must not let anyone define your limits because of where you come from. Your only limit is your soul.”
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Hogwarts
Harry was heading to Headmaster Dumbledore's office. According to his teacher, McGonagall, the director made him call with extreme urgency. He had never called him in such a hurry and worry could get him.

Somewhat nervous, he entered the office after knocking on the door and realizing that the director was inside.

- Harry, sit down. I have something to tell you that you may not receive too well.

The boy sat in the chair in front of the director's desk and looked at him waiting for an explanation.

- Yesterday the Order had a meeting to discuss the matter of your union with Voldermort. Some members wanted to use it to attract him but others, like Sirius, objected to this.

- Sir, you know I agree. If we can use this damn union for our good, I will let myself be used.

- I didn't bring you for that, Harry. Apparently Sirius hasn't appeared in Grimmauld Place since last night.

- Perhaps he need meditation time, sir.

- I hope that's it, boy. For now I must inform you that your participation is no longer necessary.

- Why? Didn't you just say that I would be of help to you by my union with Voldermort?

- Yes, but there is someone who has been moving behind our backs.

The headmaster waved his hands and Professor Snape walked through the door with a not-so-pleasant face, as always.

Mansion of the dark lord
Hermione stood up with a yawn between her lips. She had never rested so well, considering that the dark lord slept just a doorway away from her.
She got up from the bed remaining sitting on the edge of it. She had no idea what to do now, she should go back to Hogwarts for her classes in the afternoon and not fall behind the rest of the students.

With that idea in mind someone entered the bedroom door.

- Good Morning.

Voldermort greeted her with a smile. She didn't think the most powerful dark wizard in history would wake up in a good mood and with a smile in the morning.

- Hi, I think I should go back to school.

She greeted the wizard back and reported her early return to Hogwarts. Which he did not take too well.

- You don't have to come back today. We can go on a date and eat something out.

- Like a date? Have you ever been on a date?

That question offended Voldermort a bit, who raised an eyebrow showing his displeasure.

- Who do you think I am?

- I'm sorry, I never imagined you, of everyone, having a date.

- Miss, you just offended me. And you only have one way to earn forgiveness.

- How?

- On a date for little Hangleton.

- The little village where only Muggles live? How can you go unnoticed like this?

She pointed him up and down because of his unhuman appearance.

He made a movement with his hand changing his serpentine aspect to that of his human self using magic without a wand.
Hermione looked at him surprised, so he looked even handsome. Her saliva almost fell when she opened her mouth in amazement making the man laugh.

- Well, you have no more excuses to have a date with me. I give you twenty minutes to prepare.

Voldermort left the room leaving her privacy to fix herself.
Hermione still hadn't come out of astonishment, if he could see himself like this why didn't he look like that all the time?

Malfoy Manor
Tom was somewhat unhappy with the snake. He had dared to come without the prophecy and bad hurt. He didn't know if he was unhappy about her failed mission or seeing her this bad.

- Are you telling me that the prophecy protected itself?

He got up from the chair by his desk and paced the room, thinking about his next move.

- That means that the prophecy can only be taken by the people mentioned in it. And there are only two of them left. The Potter boy and me.

He spoke aloud so that his snake would hear him.

- And I'm out. I don't want anyone to find out that I am here and have fewer horcruxes left.

He turned to Nagini and pointed his finger at her, happy to have her by his side for the first time.

- You said that I have a kind of union with the boy, right?

She hissed in agreement and understood where her master's next plan was headed.

Hogwarts
Harry was at the owlery writing a letter to his friend. Neither the headmaster nor Snape allowed him to go after her and after getting angry at his potions teacher, he got him to promise that he would send her that letter.
He needed to know that Hermione was okay, it was all because of him. If he were not her friend, the dark lord would not have noticed her.

- Done?

Snape's voice distracted him and, writing the last sentence of the letter, he turned to him, holding it in his hand.

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