So this is my third fic

So this is my third fic. Hope you guys like it!!

Chapter 1 "News and Meeting"

Hermione Granger sat between her two best friends, Harry and Ron at a long table filled with people. They were all whispering loudly at what the meeting could be about.

Hermione mostly kept quiet. She had an idea of what the meeting could be about, but she wasn't sure. But she was really curious why the Order had asked her to come the day before the first day of classes.

Suddenly Dumbledore walked in through the large double doors and silently sat at the head of the table.

Everyone quieted down and looked at Dumbledore patiently, waiting for an explanation.

"Good afternoon, everyone." He started. "I am sure you are all wondering why we are here today, and I will get right to the point. It has come to my attention that several muggle-borns in the wizard world have been murdered. What the purpose of this is, we don't know. But we are determined to find out and put an end to it."

Hermione's eyes widened. That meant she too, was in danger.

"And how will we do that?" Ron asked.

Dumbledore turned to look at him, glancing briefly at Hermione.

"I'm thinking of a plan, Mr. Wesley. But I'm afraid I haven't come up with anything yet."

Hermione's face fell. It couldn't be possible. She had heard the news about the murders; she had been, after all, the one to warn Dumbledore.

"In the meantime, we will all be on guard and alert. Some private investigations have started. But that's all we have."

The whole room exploded into protests and ideas. After a minute Dumbledore quieted them down.

"I'm sure you are all eager to help in some way, and that is why we have called you. You must do anything that is in your hands to find anything out. But do be as discreet as you can. That's everything for today. You may all leave."

Dumbledore stood with grace as he made his way to the door. This time, when he passed by Hermione he tilted his head to the side a bit before winking.

Hermione looked down to her notebooks where it seemed that he had pointed with his gaze.

Right on top was a folded piece of paper.

Hermione knew that he hadn't given it to her as everyone watched for a reason, so she quickly grabbed it and slipped it into her sweater pocket before anyone noticed it.

"I have to go to the restroom." Hermione whispered to Harry, who just nodded and continued his conversation with Professor McGonagall.

Hermione quickly exited the room and quietly walked down the hall. Once she had left enough distance between herself and the room, she made sure that there was no one around, leaned against the wall and unfolded the paper.

It was a not.

Miss Granger,

Please come to the Leaky Cauldron tonight at seven p.m. I have some news to tell you.

Please don't tell anyone about this note.

Hope to see you there.

Dumbledore.

Hermione read the letter again and again, making sure that she had understood. She knew she had to go, and she couldn't tell anyone, not even Harry or Ron. She swallowed hard, thinking about what the secret meeting could be about.

With a shrug she stuck the note into her pocket and walked back the meeting room to let her friends know she was going home.

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Hermione now stood at the door of the Leaky Cauldron. The place was basically empty, except for a few people scattered around.

She didn't see Dumbledore, so she made her way down to the bar.

"Excuse me." She said to the man behind the bar.

The man turned to look at her and arched an eyebrow. "Yes?" he asked.

"I'm looking for-"

"Your Hermione Granger, right?" he interrupted in a whisper.

Hermione nodded.

"Make your way down that hallway. On the fifth door knock for times, wait three seconds and then knock once." He said before turning around to take a customer's order.

Hermione stood there for a second, deliberating what to do. She soon started to make her way down the hall. She stopped at the fifth door and did as she was told.

The door opened slowly.

"Come in, Ms. Granger." Dumbledore said.

Hermione sighed as walked in, closing the door behind her.

"Professor." She said.

"Did you tell anyone you were coming here?"

"No, of course not."

"Good." He answered as he poured himself a cup of tea.

"Why?" she asked.

"Oh, just because we are going to pretend you die." He said as if he were talking about the weather.

"What?!" Hermione all but yelled.

"I am assigning you your first mission as a member of the Order."

"To pretend I'm dead?" she asked.

"Well, not only that," said Professor McGonagall as she walked into the room.

"What do you mean? And why do I have to pretend that?" Hermione asked.

"You heard the news given at the meeting today. Someone is after muggle-borns." McGonagall answered as she sat down on one of the sofas.

"So?" Hermione asked as she too sat down.

"So we need to figure out who it is. School starts tomorrow, and we have to be extra careful. We have a suspect, so as your mission you will pretend you have died, you will have a new identity and you will get close to the suspect's son."

"Who is your suspect, and how will I do that?"

"Well, first of all, there is only one way we can make sure that no one figures out you are a muggle-born, and that is to put you in the Slytherin House."

"What!" Hermione shrieked.

Dumbledore rested a hand on her shoulder.

"Second," McGonagall continued. "That works out rather conveniently, seeing as his son is in that house, so that way you can spend more time with him."

Hermione had a bad feeling about this.

"Who is the suspect?" She asked slowly.

"Lucious Malfoy."

Hermione closed her eyes. So her mission was to get close to Draco Malfoy.

"Why me?" she half whined.

"Well, as we all know, young Mr. Malfoy is very fond of beautiful ladies as yourself, so there is no way he can resist you."

Hermione snorted. "Yeah right."

"And besides, this is one way of keeping you safe."

"Ok, let me get this straight. You want me to play dead, make everyone believe, including my friends, that I have died. Then I must assume a new identity and be like the girls that are all over Malfoy in an attempt to make him fall for me so that I can get to his father?" she asked.

"That's basically it." Dumbledore agreed.

"You are forgetting something. I can only get into Slytherin if the hat sorts me into that house. And even if a get a new identity, the hat can still know if I'm pureblood or not."

"You won't be sorted."

"What?" Hermione asked.

"The first years will. But you won't be eating the first meal with us. You will, in fact, 'arrive' to school during the second hour class the next day."

"Oh." Hermione said.

"So, any more questions?" McGonagall asked.

"Yes, one more. What will be my new name?"

"You will be Mia Ginger Adams. You are a transfer student from Italy, newly arrived to England where you were born and now will reside in again because of your Mother's death. That will give you something in common with Draco." Dumbledore answered.

So… let me know if I should continue. If you have any suggestions or ideas, so tell me.

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