Prologue

Prologue

A kind face swam into view as Hermione cried. "Hush, my little Hermione. Your Daddy wants to say hello." She cooed. Hermione's cries died down a little as she was passed onto someone else. He smelled musky and of a sweet cologne. "Hello my little girl. You're my precious princess, you know that." He smiled. Hermione gurgled and blinked up at him. She sighed softly and her eyes gently fluttered shut. She could still hear her mother's voice. "Isn't she perfect?" She whispered. "Yes, she is." Her father replied. She felt a small kiss on her forehead before she was ripped away from him. She opened her eyes and cried but no-one came. There was nothing, just blackness. She was alone as she fell deeper and deeper into the darkness below her at an alarming rate, her screams echoing as she fell.

Hermione sat up, panting heavily. "What the hell was that?" She gasped. She had been having that dream for a while now and she couldn't ever remember what happened in it. She lay back on her bed and shut her eyes. "You're my Precious Princess." Her eyes snapped open. Where was that voice coming from? With a sigh, she realised it was bits from her dream. "Hush, my little Hermione. Your Daddy wants to say hello." She shut her eyes tighter, trying to think. "It was a dream, just calm down!" She told herself. Hermione rolled over and shut her eyes again, praying for sleep. "Hello my little girl" One voice said. "Isn't she perfect?" Another sighed. Hermione shifted and lay still, waiting for sleep. Soon it came, but her dreams were full of blackness and her terrified cries as she fell.