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The Mob's Daughter

Chapter One


Hogwarts. That was where I am headed. Back for another long year of studying and doing homework. Of helping Ron and Harry with their essays and projects. But not so much anymore since I had made head girl and would have my own dorm which I would have to share with the head boy. This unfortunately was Malfoy. Voldemort had finally been destroyed and I am happy to say that I can finally have a normal year. Yeah right? If only they knew. If only they new about my familia, about my home. About Mexico. About my three brothers. If only they knew the real me. But they will. And soon too. For my papi was sending my brothers to Hogwarts. He said that since the war had ended I could come out of hiding. And I am. But that doesn't mean I need my brothers there. They had already graduated from a school in our Mexico. Papa said that he had to make sure everything was under control there since the war had ended. I guess I understand. He is a very influential person in the wizarding world in Mexico. He's actually apart the Mob. The Spanish-Italian Mob. There are two Mobs in Mexico. Papa's mob and then the Mexican-American mob. And after today everyone would know that I was a big part in it. I also would not be allowed to walk around with a glamour charm on anymore. This had some perks to it. I wouldn't have dull frizzy brown hair with even duller dead brown eyes.

"Mia. Let's go chica. We're here." A boy a little older than me said.

"Don't rush me." I replied while standing up.

"Well then let's go. I have to go get Nathaniel so he can take the glamour charm off." That would be my brother. Nicolas was only a year older than me but always felt that he needed to order me around. Nathaniel is the oldest of all of us. He is currently 21 and is stuck with another year of school all because papa didn't trust me to handle myself. Although I fought in the war with Harry he still feels that I'm nothing but a little girl. But he told me that he didn't blame me and that he wasn't angry. Then there was Carlos. The second oldest. He was 19 turning 20 in a few months. And he did blame me for being here. He had just gotten out of school two years ago and was still in full party mood.

"Mia, are you ready?" Nathaniel asked as we walked up to the entrance to Hogwarts.

"No." I told him softly.

"Well come on. But first let me take the glamour off." He walked closer to me and tapped my forehead with his wand while muttering something softly. So softly that I couldn't understand it. I could feel my hair flattening and growing longer. I was shrinking also. I could feel my waist getting smaller and my breast growing two cup sizes to a C. I felt something brush my forehead and knew that my hair was done changing. It was midnight black and fell in soft waves to middle of my back. My bangs were also long and stop on the middle of my eyelid.

"Let's go. I'm ready to eat." Nicholas said as he pushed open the doors.

"You're always hungry." I mumbled under my breath.

"Come on. We are already late." Carlos told us as he walked up to the doors of the great hall.

"Yeah. Days late because someone had a hangover yesterday and made us miss the train." I told him.

"You can't blame that on me. I had to party while I still could." Carlos replied.

"Let's not fight. We have to stay strong. We are Demazi-Martinez's after all." Nathaniel told us. "Now let us go into the dinning hall and meet our new peers."

"I don't want to do this. Now before we go in did you explain things to Dumbledore (sp?)? "I asked. I didn't want to have any unnecessary complications.

"Yes. Now stop worrying. You'll get wrinkles, chica." And with that he opened the doors with a loud creak. And all of the head in the Great Hall turned to us. "Come on."

My brothers strutted into the Hall and started to make their way to the head table to the teachers. I was still self-conscience and stood there looking around the room at all of the familiar faces and a few new ones. I noticed that Harry and Ron were staring at my brothers as they walked. They weren't the only ones. A lot of the females were also. I looked over at the slytherin table and saw a lot of the boys looking at me also. I looked down at my outfit. My short black skirt and purple camie that went nice with my tan skin. I also noticed that Draco Malfoy was looking at me with curiosity and hatred. Which I had already suspected since he thought that everyone was below him, even after the war had ended.

"Mrs. GRANGER!!!"

"HERE!!" I yelled back. I guess I had zoned out when I was looking around.

"Please come to the front." I slowly started to walk forward knowing that everyone was looking at me. "I have your head girl badge right here Ms. Granger."

"Excuse me." Carlos said loudly. "But I do believe that her name is Mia Demazi-Martinez." I heard gasping and whispering break out in the hall.

"He can call me what he likes Carlos."

"No. He will call you by your name."

"It was my name."

"I think that they should at least refer to you as Martinez." Nathaniel said to me.

"Ok."


Harry's point of view

"Is that Hermione?" I asked the people surrounding me.

"That's what they said." Neville replied.

"Did you hear what else? They said that she was a Demazi-Martinez." Ginny said in shock.

"A what?" I asked thoroughly confused.

"A Demazi-Martinez. They're only the most dangerous pureblood Wizarding Mob in the world. They're a mixture of Mexican and Italian." Ron said in hushed tones.

"They are huge enemies of The Lopez. The Lopez's are another pureblood Mob but they reside in Spain. Dangerous business you got if you get mixed in with them. "Seamus (sp?) Told me. "I can't believe they would come here."

"Wait. Are you guys telling me that our nerdy bushing hair friend is in a family of the Mob?!?!?! No. I won't believe it." I said shaking my head.

Dumbledore cleared his throat loudly and all of the heads turned to face him. "First I would like to announce our head girl. Mia Demazi-Martinez, formerly known as Hermione Granger. And now I would like to introduce you to some people who will be spending the year with us. Nathaniel, Carlos and Nicholas Demazi-Martinez. You may get back to your dinners."


Back to Hermione

"You and your brothers will be sharing a dorm with the head boy. The dorm is across the hall from the room of requirements and the password is 'Unity'. Goodnight and welcome."

"Thank you professor." I slowly turned around and looked at all of my peers faces. A lot were still stuck in shock. "I think I shall retire to the room now. I'm not very hungry." And with that I left the Great hall in a hurry.

When I made it to the seventh floor I walked to where Dumbledore said the dorm was. There was nothing there. But I said the password anyway. And a vast wooden door appeared. I turned the knob and went inside. Gasp. Before me was a large circular room. A fireplace on the other side of me with two arm chairs and a huge couch. To the right off me was a large book shelf filled with books on Mayan Runes and Astronomy. There were a total of six doors. Three on each side. I went to the one with my name on it. It was in the middle of Nathaniel's and Carlos'. On the other side was Malfoy's, Nicholas' and the bathroom.

I opened the door and the first thing I saw was crookshanks (sp?). "Mi Amor." I rushed into the room and grabbed him. He of course knew my true form and trusted me. I then noticed the king size four-poster bed. I had also noticed my large closest which had all my clothes in it already. I turned and fell onto my bed on my back with crook still in my hands. Even though he trusted me he still didn't like all of the movement and jumped out of my arms and into the common room.

"Damned Cat." I heard someone yell. I jumped up and ran into the common room to see Malfoy cursing under his breath.

"What is your problem?" I asked him with my hands on my hips.

He looked up and stared at me. "Well?"

"Nothing." He replied shortly.

"Whatevs. Not like I care anyway."

"What's it like?" he asked suddenly.

"What's what like?"

"Being apart of only the biggest Mob in the world." He said in a duh sort of fashion.

"It's like being apart of any other rich family." I said while shrugging.

"Yeah right."

"It really is. Come and sit with me and I'll tell you." I slowly walked over to the couch and sat down. When I noticed that Malfoy was still by the door I patted the seat next to me. "Come."

He reluctantly did as I said but he sat stiffly. "Relax Malfoy, I'm not going to hex you."

"Granger…I…I guess I can't even call you that anymore."

"No. you can. I really don't mind. I don't want things to change just because everyone knows now." I told him. And it not only surprised him but it surprised me as well. I didn't usually open up to many people.

"Do you seriously think that the weasel and scar head will have to balls to get involved with someone in the mob?" he asked as he turned to face me.

"Yeah. I mean they did fight in the war. And Harry did defeat Voldemort. He has the balls to do anything, except ask Ginny back out." I told him as I faced him as well.

"No. you're wrong. Probably the only people who will have the balls are all slytherin. And they only want to get on your good side." He said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"And? I know people will try to use me. But most will …………….fear me."

"I don't fear you." He said bravely.

"I know." I told him softly. So softly that he had to lean in to hear me. "That's why I like you. You know how to handle things. Dangerous things."

"I know. I was a deatheater."

"I know you were. And even though I fought against you in the war I still think the darkmark is incredibly sexy. Sometimes it even turns me on." I whispered.

"Yeah?" he leaned in closer.

"Yeah." I closed my eyes and leaned in closer.


I hope you liked it. I'm writing the second chapter now. I just came up with the idea for this story this morning. Please review. I'll be updating the story soon.