Disclaimer: I don't own harry potter or anything like that.
So basically this is if Hermione was Evil and pureblood.
Draco.
I sat in the great hall as I usually did; looking uninterested and unemotional, calmly picking at my food. The hall was alive in the usual discussion of day to day teenage life; I rolled my eyes at Blaise when I heard Pansy talking about her new hairstyle she was going to get. I needed to find something ,or even better someone, to do.
"Hey." I smiled at some 5th year Slytherin girl with long pale blonde hair and more makeup than necessary.
Blushing she smiled back "Hey." She replied sweetly playing with a strand of her hair.
"I'm Draco," I said smirking. I mean every girl knows who I am, what was the point in me introducing myself? Well I suppose girls prefer it when a guy introduces themselves before going in for the kill.
She laughed in a very girly manner "I'm Blaire, nice to meet you Draco" she smiled and bit her lip slightly. Score. I was in. Draco has won again. When a girl bites there lip it's obvious you are down to business.
"The pleasure is all mine." I said turning on the charm. I lifted her little hand to my lips brushing in a light kiss but never breaking eye contact. She laughed delicately.
We carried on talking for a while and I found that she wasn't as boring and dumb as I initially thought. In fact, she was quite talkative. Ever since my Mother asked me to hurry up and find a beautiful pure blooded girlfriend I've been thinking about what I want in a girl. I mean I still just sleep with a few and never speak to them again but my mother's words really made me think. I was in my sixth year at Hogwarts so I would have to find a wife soon. Ugh great a wife to nag at me all the time. Wasn't my life going to be exciting?
The loud crack of apparition interrupted our conversation and plunged the great hall into silence. You couldn't apperate in Hogwarts. But someone had definitely done it.
A tall woman, whom I knew to be the headmistress of beuxbatons, walked quickly in a panicked manner through the door.
"Dumbledore! You 'av to 'elp me!" She screeched "It is as we feared and you promised to 'elp me! You promised!" she sobbed in her heavy French accent.
A few gasps erupted throughout the hall. I looked at Blaise and he looked as unaware of the situation as I felt. I shrugged and turned to look back at the scene
"Silence!" Dumbledore roared and the hall quietened again. "Madame Maxime what is the matter?"
"It's her! She can do things magically zat no one else can, she is pure evil, nothing can stop er'! She iz the reason we were able to apperate here!" she said with heavy warning in her French voice "It is obvious that she is becoming more and more like her Father every day! She is his child after all!" she choked out the last words as a chilling silence filled the room.
"Where is she?" Dumbledore suddenly demanded
"I do not know! She az disappeared down zee corridor!" Madam Maxime choked
The sound of a girl shouting and struggling pierced my ears. A Girl with Brown wild curly Hair was pushed through the giant doors with professor filch holding her arm behind her back, he was pushing her forwards towards Dumbledore.
"Get off of me you filthy little squib!" she shouted "Wait until my Father hears about this! You will be dead!" she struggled recklessly against his hold but he held his firm grip.
"I found this lurking in the corridor, looked like she was up to no good sir!" professor filch's greasy voice howled with pride.
"How dare you! Let me go! NOW" the girl shouted.
"ENOUGH!" Dumbledore shouted "thank you but unhand her Filch!"
Filch smiled and walked out of the hall. The girl stood straight and calmly in front of the teachers. I looked at her with a sudden amount of interest. She had dark wild curly hair which she wore in a far side parting making her hair look very big. She had a cute slightly pointed noise and full pink lips. Her lips were slightly upturned into a delicate snarl. Aslytherin snarl. Her eyes were big and brown with full lashes. Her skin was a creamy pale white and she has a slight pink blush on the apples of her cheeks. She was beautiful, captivating and mesmerising.
"Hello Hermione" Dumbledore said
"Hello Albus" Hermione replied in her clear voice
"Welcome to Hogwarts" He stated cheerfully
"Ha. Welcome to Hell" she smirked
"Let's get you sorted into your house shall we?" Dumbledore suggested ignoring the previous comment
Hermione sat down on the stool provided. She sat with her legs gracefully crossed, her back straight and her head held high. The Sorting Hat was placed on her head.
The second it was placed on her head it actually flinched. Almost as though it was in pain. I'd never seen the hat phsically flinch in pain.
"Ouch" It drawled "Its been a long time since I've seen a mind this evil. Hmm a mind alot like your Father i see! Well well there really is only one place for you. Slytherin!"
The Slytherin Table cheered enthusiastically in an aproar. Even I clapped.
She hopped down from the stool and strutted her way to the slytherin table. Only she didnt sit down were people who have just been placed sit; she walked further down and sat on the bench next to Blaise.
"Blaise!" She smirked kissing him lightly on the cheek
"Ha. its about time you came to ruin this school Hermione" Blaise laughed
I watched them taking to each other. It was sickening. How did he know her?
"Draco Malfoy! Well my Father has told me all about you and your family. In fact i've met your mother a few times. Nice women. Father says i have to stick with you and Blaise and ruin this school. Help him take down Potter slowly. Think of it as your latest mission; yeah your latest mission from the dark Lord himself!"
The Dark Lord himself? From That moment on i knew exactly who she was.
The dark lords daughter,
Hermione Riddle.
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