Pureblooded Granger- Dark or Light?

by hannahjtrinh

Hermione Granger is a pure blood witch. At a young age, she is brought up with the silver and green ways. That will change as she grows older. Hermione can change her ways. But, in the last moment...she only has 1 positive thing in the snake ways. Will she ditch the dark for the light

1. Chapter 1- Supremacy

A/N- Hermione is a pureblood, and is brought up with the "pureblood supremacy" in her head.

Chapter 1

"Hermione! You are a pureblood! Walk down the staircase like one!" my father shouted. I straightened my back immediately and stalked through down the staircase, with my head raised proudly. "Excellent," a voice said. I turned around with a blank expression. Father did as well, "My lord?" he said. "Hello, I see you are raising your daughter very well indeed," the Dark Lord said with a sneer. "Thank you my lord," I say monotonously. The lord smirks at me, and continues his conversation, in my FATHERS HOUSE. This enrages me, but I stay calm. "Your daughter will make a fine addition to our ranks at the age of 16," the Dark Lord says to my father. My eyes widen in shock, "It's the highest honor, thank you my lord," I say, with a blank face. "Indeed it is," he says walking away. I clench my fist, "HERMIONE! That is not good at all! Go put on hand lotion," my mother reprimands. I nod my head stiffly and walk to my room.

"What do we do?" a voice whispers. "For what?" my father says. "Our daughter, Drake!" my mother yelled. "Oh... we have to go along with what my lord wants," my father says calmly. "No, you douchebag! She just got her Hogwarts letter! And you want her to go to Durmstrang!" my mother says angrily. "Oh- well you decide what's best," my father says carelessly. "HERMIONE! Can you come down?" my mother calls. I slowly walk down, with my face composed, but I could barely stop my raising my fist and pumping it. My mother nods her head in approval, as I descend my way carefully. "Now I have decided to let you go to Hogwarts, as you got your entrance letter. So, you will act like a brought up pure blood, and scorn all of the blood traitors, half bloods, and mudbloods. Understand?" my mother says sternly. I nod my head solemnly. My mother's face softens. "Go get ready. We're going to Diagon Alley." my mother says. My eyes light up and I walk to my room with poised and grace.

I quickly put on my best clothes, and tie up my hair. Father would be proud. I was the perfect pure blood daughter. I was graceful, I was pure blooded, and I hated all that was under me. And I was going to be the smartest too.