Hey guys. Ok so this is a new story I just started, forgot about and then has a bout of inspiration lol. Ok so I've also hanged my name. It used to be Miss 'bookworm' Cullen. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

I pulled the window open. It was 2:07am and everyone was fast asleep. Everything was silent, even the birds in the trees. It was like they knew something was going to happen. Something big. And I was going to be a part of it. It was bound to happen at some point, what with my dodgy family history. I can tell you one thing though; my secret is almost out the bag.

My name is Hermione 'Granger'. Granger isn't my name at all though. It is the name of the muggle man that my mother married when we had to go into hiding because of my father. You see my father's name is Tom Mavolo Riddle and my mother's name is Anna Jane Riddle. I have a sister as well; Jasmine Holly Riddle, but we were separated in the fight and have long since accepted that she is dead. Also, if I'm being completely honest, Hermione isn't my first name. My full name is Georgina Elizabeth Riddle. When father was killed by Harry Potter we had to go into hiding and make everyone else think we were dead. For our own safety, of course. So mother and I moved to Hertfordshire and she married a muggle man to keep us safe. The clever part of this plan is that he thinks it is all part of the witness protection and so mother doesn't have to even act married when we are in our own home. We have just been waiting for the day when father comes back to us.

I swung my legs over the window sill and quietly let myself fall. I dropped into a fighting stance on the garage roof and tiptoed over to the edge. I jumped silently and landed on the porch roof. I was about 8ft up and as I peered over the edge I saw a figure moving towards the house. I couldn't see their face but I could see them looking around. He suddenly looked up at me and I made sure to stay as still as possible so that he wouldn't see me.

I am now in my 6th year of Hogwarts and, despite all my previous attempts at killing him, Harry Potter is still very much alive and still plotting against my father. His plans are always poorly thought out and barely ever written down, if they even think before acting. This sort of thing makes it harder to sabotage that plans.

Eventually he looked back towards the house. I crept around on the roof of the porch until I was right above the door and in front of the stranger who was still creeping silently towards the front door. As the figure came closer towards the porch light, I saw that he was wrapped up in a black cloak and had light blond hair and high cheekbones. My eyes widened a fraction when the light gradually exposed him as Draco Malfoy. I held back a gasp, raised my hood to hide my face and slowly got ready to jump.

Before Draco could take another step forward I dropped down right in front of him and stated in a cold voice "well, well, well Malfoy, did daddy send you out on another mission" 'that could be interpreted two very different ways' I thought sneakily.

Draco looked up at me in shock. His strained face going white and, once regaining his sense of speech, he said "I don't know what you are talking about, but I suggest that you state your name and business."

'I could have some fun here' I thought to myself, "I should really be saying that to you but here goes... lets just say that I am someone that your master will want alive. In fact if you did hurt me I think he would most likely kill you horrifically" I said the last bit quietly, almost to myself...

"keep on telling yourself that" he scoffed at my face, "but I don't think you're quite that important" he flashed me his infamous smirk, however it faded when I started laughing. It was a high pitched, cold, calculating laugh that was easily recognisable as almost identical to my fathers. i looked at the boys face and saw such fear that it made me laugh even more.

I spoke in the same cold, dead voice. Clear of all emotion "you have no idea who you're dealing with, boy" I watched as he gulped and backed away slightly, "I could kill you" I looked over him as if I was deciding on whether I should keep him alive or not. "or maybe not" I turned away from him slightly and started to walk back to the house, "oh and I live here so I strongly suggest that you turn around and mach straight back the way you came" I had reached the door by now and Draco had backed off, almost into the trees already. "oh and Draco?" his eyes shot towards mine and I watched as his face drained of all colour. No doubt seeing the red eyes and white face my father is so well known for.

""y...yes?" he croaked. His voice sounding like he hadn't spoken for days without anything to drink.

"Stay away from this house" I closed the door behind me before kicking myself as I realised that I had totally forgotten to ask what he was doing here.

'Never mind' I thought as I got into bed 'I'll find out soon enough'.

Ok so here is the first chapter. Hope you all appreciate all the work I put into this and as I'm writing this at 2: 14 am wishing I was already asleep. Please tell me what you think. REVIEW!