"I think he knew what I was even then, and gave me direction." Hermione ran a tired hand over her face. "He knew I was Dark and he thought he might spare you this, via me. It’s no secret that Black magic tends to flow stronger in the women of the line. He even told me what it would mean, to be a Black, to take on the Legacy. He offered it up as a way for me to save you the pain. Of course, the Legacy isn’t as easy to control as all that. It wants us both and it will not rest until it has us."