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Title: Blood Unions.

Book: Harry Potter.

Rating: M. Not suitable for children or teens below the age of 16 with non-explicit suggestive adult themes, references to some violence, or coarse language. Fiction M can contain adult language, themes and suggestions. Detailed descriptions of physical interaction of sexual or violent nature is considered Fiction MA.

Summary: After killing his own father, Tom Riddle search all over the place for any living thing. Along the way, he found something he never thought could be possible.

Chapter # 2

Time has gone through really fast and it felt like just yesterday when the little Elleanor Dumbledore was blessed with a life full of adventure, love, fun with her uncle Alastor and etiquette classes with her aunt Cassiopeia.

Cassiopeia Black tried to influence her Goddaughter as much as she could showing her how a lady should act in public and in her own house. She make sure Elleanor received culture, history, music, languages (Spanish, Italian, German, French and English obviously) dance and singing classes. Elleanor was little Miss Perfection always perfectly dressed and speaking properly just like a Society Lady should. Elleanor have a family she will need to represent one day and whenever she gets married she will have a husband to make proud. Overall, even with Alastor Moody as the child's Godfather, Cassiopeia couldn't help but be proud of her little star and she knew that Elleanor resented her the fact that she would not allow Elly to practice any sports but someday, Elleanor will understand that no respectable lady practice sports or any risky thing.

Alastor Moody was not happy when some years ago Aberforth came to him and explained the situation and asked him to help with the baby... to be her Godfather... He shivered just by remembering that day. However, right now, he couldn't stop smiling. Aberforth had asked him to look up for the little Butterfly this weekend (Friday through Monday morning) and he couldn't help but be excited.

Right now, Butterfly and him were playing Hide and Seek in his property in Godric's Hollow. Rules were simple... there were no rules. He could hear her giggling coming from behind the bushes near the entrance to his house. He got near trying to be as quite as possible noticing a few of the neighbors outside of their houses looking amused in their direction. He nodded his head to a couple of them and rounded the bushes kneeling to her level. His smile faded when he notice there was nothing in there when he felt the small weight dropping to his back.

- I got you Oncle Alastor!

His neighbors laugh and shook their heads at the pair of them. He laughed with his little Goddaughter when he noticed the Potter's coming close. He sighed heartily and got up putting the little Butterfly in the floor next to him and turned them both to see the visitors.

- James, Dorea... Nice to see both of you. -they shook hands with James and politely nodded to Dorea- May I introduce you both to my Goddaughter Miss Elleanor Dumbledore... -he could see the shock in their expressions and laughed internally- Elly, these are Mister and Missed Potter.

- Enchanté M. et Mme Potter -she looked utterly adorable bowing to both of them. The Potter smiled and returned the courtesy. Elly looked up at me with a big smile- Will Tante Cassiopeia be proud of me Oncle Alastor.

- She certainly will be Butterfly. -I kissed her forehead and turned to look at the Potters- What can I do for both of you?

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Elleanor's (Hermione) POV

Mon Papa agreed to send me to a Muggle's Primary School when I was 6 years old. It was not a real challenge to make him agree. The real challenge was Tante Cassiopeia, however she agreed after I committed to after school lessons. My 4th year will be over tomorrow and in the next couple of months I will be attending Hogwarts. Every year, before the course is over, our Music Class performs in front of teachers, family and friends.

This year, we decided to perform with the collaboration of the Special Needs Class. They where a great group of deaf, blind and disable kids from ages 6 to 18. We have decided that we were going to play the music and I would sing while the they "sing" with their hands.

The curtain was pulled up and facing the public were the 17 Special Needs Kids. Their "leader", Kurt, looked at me on the center balcony of the theater and I nodded my head telling him that it was time to start. The music was on and you could see small smiles on the public's faces and big ones on the guys on the stage. I couldn't help but smile when they started their presentation.

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living live for today...

I took a deep breath and got the microphone in front of me while nearing the edge of the balcony. I looked down at the public and started to sing with them.

Imagine there's no countries
It is not hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

I noticed Papa sitting near the front with Oncle Alastor and Tante Cassiopeia. As well, I could see Mr. and Mrs Potter with their son, James.

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

Smiling at them I started descending the charcoal stairs. But when my feet touch the last stair, an explosion was heard from behind me and the door was sent forward. Most people round me took refuge under their sits. I could see my family and friends shooting worried glances to me when something hit me from behind. I closed my eyes and the last thing I remembered was the faint sound of the last verse still playing.

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

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Third Party POV

Years came and went and all little Elleanor knew was silence. Many times she has noticed the sad expressions on her Papa and her Oncle. She has noticed as well the unknown look on her Tante Cassiopeia's face knowing that all her Tante's hard work was for nothing. No wizard would want a deft girl or even think of her as wife material. She thought she had a disadvantage over the other girls, but Elleanor was easily the prettiest witch of her age. With her honey curly hair, sometimes chocolate, sometimes blonde; white skin, freckles on her cheekbones and beautiful Prussian Blue eyes. For herself, Elleanor thought she was nothing out of the ordinary.

Years went through and Elleanor was now 15 years old. She has been home-schooled ever since the explosion on her muggle school. Her Papa and Tante had tried going to every medi-wizard on the world to have her "fixed". Oncle Alastor went to muggle specialists and the result was the same. There was nothing they could do.

Today was her birthday and her Tante Cassiopeia agreed to take her shopping in the muggle world. Yes, even though Cassiopeia was a pureblood, and a Black at that, she admitted that some of the muggle designers were fantastic. Coming to a stop in front of the Burberry Store, Cassiopeia hugged Elleanor through her shoulders and entered.

- Did you see who just entered the store?

- Is that really her?

- Oh My God! She looks just fabulous!

Cassiopeia held her head high and went to the back of the store where you could see some chair were the most important customers where handled personally by the person in charge. Today, Cassiopiea was thankful for Elleanor's condition. She knew her Goddaughter was slightly uncomfortable when all the attention was in here, but giving the fact that Elleanor has been Burberry's main model since she was 12, the attention came as expected...

Burberry was what took Elleanor out of her depression after the explosion. Working as a "model" for the firm since she was young, allowed Elleanor to be comfortable with herself and with the pictures been taken. Once, Elleanor let Oncle Alastor know that the reason why modeling was so important to her was that Models where expected to smile and look pretty, but never heard. When she went in events, people would smile at her but never talk. This came in handy when you are a deft model. The photographer and everyone knew Elleanor was not able to hear, but in occasions, they might even forget about it.

Elleanor smiled to everyone they passed and thanked the stars that she decided to dressed up nicely.

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Third Party POV

It was the last week of classes in Hogwarts before Christmas Break and the noise in the Grand Hall was unbelievable. James Potter had walked out of it surrounded by his best friends and made their way outside. Sirius Black on his right and Remus Lupin on his left while Peter Pettigrew sat in front of them. Their laughter was interrupted when Rubeus Hagrid, the Keeper of Keys and Grounds if Hogwarts, came rushing through the grounds keeping what seemed like a package in his arms. Behind him, equally rushing were Minerva McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore.

James, Sirius and Remus stood up and started running behind them felling a pull in their heart. Peter, followed them puzzled about what was going on. Faster than they thought possible, they were standing in front of the closed doors of the infirmary. Remus and Sirius were absently scratching their chests while trying to keep James standing.

After a couple of hours had passed, they finally started hearing noises coming from inside the Infirmary.

- But who is that girl, Albus? -that was clearly McGonagall's voice

- I am not 100% certain, Minerva dear. But I could almost bet that is my famous niece, Aberforth daughter... Elleanor Dumbledore

- How come you are not sure if she is your niece?

- Aberforth has not allowed me access to his manor in Godric's Hollow for over 15 years now.

- How is that possible? You are the oldest! Rightfully is your house!

- That could be, Minerva... What most do not understand is that Dumbledore Manor is rightfully his. Aberforth gave our linage a heir before I did. Our land and manor was given protection many years ago when an older-single brother tried to kick out his younger-married brother who had a small girl. Since then, Dumbledore land was rightfully given to the brother who provided our name with the first heir... Even though, she is a girl, Elleanor is the only heir in our linage and our land has recognize her as such.

- We need to contact Aberforth, then. We need him to come over and tell us if it is her...

- That could go very badly, my dear... If it is in fact my niece he will be really upset. If it is not he will be upset I made him come all the way to the castle. As far as I understand, however, there are some people who have seen her, and one of them is right here in the castle.

- Who Albus?

- James Potter...


So, can I start by saying I am really sorry it took me this long? I was not sure if someone was actually reading or if it was liked... Reviews are appreciated, you know?