A/N: I only recently discovered this pairing, and I absolutely LOVE it! I like how some people see how Hermione could be with a Death Eater; FORBIDDEN ROMANCE! I do hope you enjoy it! I apologize in advance if there are grammatical errors; my beta reader isn't available! This story will be longer than my stories; I also want to make an announcement about my other stories: Life, Death, and Immortal is COMPLETE, though I will be making a sequel after I update my other stories! Spoken, Written, and Thought will be updated TODAY! FYI: the chapter are going to be short, so there will be A LOT of chapters, and it will also mean it will be updated more. Teacher Conference is going to be updated, but it's going to be when I finish everything that needs to be done, story wise. Warning: teacher/student romance. (If you don't like a teacher/student romance, or in this case, a Death Eater/Student romance, don't read) There are some things I would like to mention, so you aren't lost during the story. READ THE SUMMARY BEFORE YOU START READING!

Hermione/Ron/Harry are fifteen

Dolohov is thirty-two

Hermione's personality is going to be some-what different than what the movies/books portray her to be.

Its 3rd year, but after Antonin applied for the position, Remus Lupin changed from DADA to Charms, because the last Charms Professor fell to the darkness.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE HARRY POTTER SAGA OR ANYTHING ELSE MENTIONED.

"My lord, do you think this is a wise decision? They know what I have done in the past." Voldemort smirked.

"That makes it more believable, Antonin. Dumbledore has a soft heart. He will welcome you into Hogwarts with open arms. He always tries to help people. That's one of my favorite weaknesses of his. You will become a professor, and will gain professors' and students' trust. Voldemort smirked evilly. "It would be such a pity if you fail since you've been my follower for such a long time. I do not want you to die." Antonin received the message.

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"What in Merlin's name were you thinking?" Dumbledore sat in his chair behind his desk, following
Minerva's every move when she was pacing back and forth.

"If I am given an opportunity to help heal a dark soul, I will act on its behalf." Dumbledore remained calm. Minerva stopped pacing, and looked Dumbledore in the eyes.

"What about the safety of the students', Albus? He has tortured and murdered countless muggles, witches, and wizards! And do you think Potter, Weasley, and Miss. Granger will be open to the idea? And what about Severus?" Dumbledore looked at her, and crooked his head.

"Minerva, that was in the past. Severus has agreed to this situation, and Miss Granger, Mister Potter, and Mister Weasley has agreed. I assure you, I wouldn't put the students' lives in danger."

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Antonin arrived at Hogwarts, and went to the Headmaster's office. Dumbledore was at his desk, doing some paperwork.

"Headmaster?" Antonin hated calling Dumbledore 'Headmaster,' but he knew he had to in order to gain his trust.

"Antonin, come in." Antonin walked in, feeling nervous for the first time in a long time.

"Let me lead you to your quarters." Dumbledore led the way down the halls. The halls were quiet. It was passed curfew for everyone. Once Antonin and Dumbledore arrived at his quarters, they both stopped at the door.

"You can ward it. You will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. It's room 3C. You will be due there every day other than weekends at 9:15a.m. Thank you again for coming." With that, Dumbledore turned around and left. Antonin opened the door to find a bed on the left, a bathroom on the right, and a couch along with an empty book shelf. There was a desk by the window as well. Antonin found professor robes on the desk. He took his shoes off, and went into the bed. He couldn't remember the last time had a good night of sleep. He drifted off to sleep with the thought of what he was going to teach.

When Antonin woke up, he took a quick shower, brushed his teeth, and put on his casual wear then his robes. He looked at the clock. It read 9:00a.m. He grabbed his wand, and made his way towards the classroom. He received a few stares, and some students whispered to their friend while looking at him. 'Wow, really discreet. Bravo.' He thought. When he arrived at his classroom, he saw Hermione, taking notes on a parchment. She looked like a deer in a headlight. Hermione had heard that he was one of the most feared Death Eater there was. She tried to hide her discomfort, but failed. She went back to writing, and kept her eyes glued to the parchment. Antonin saw the subject's textbook on the desk. He didn't know what they were supposed to learn. He was arriving a month into the year, and he had no idea what third years learned. He quickly skimmed the lessons, and confirmed that they were learning about magical creatures. When students started to arrive, they took their seats, and stared at Antonin. He shifted uncomfortably with all of the eyes, penetrating his soul. He cleared his throat, and stepped forward.

"I am Professor Dolohov, I will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. I have had a lot of… experience when it comes to this particular subject. I will not tolerate behavioral issues. I expect everyone to remain silent, unless they are called on. Does anyone feel the need to object?" Everyone remained silent. "Very well, does anyone care to tell me which creature you were studying with the past professor?" Hermione's hand shot up through the air. No-one else raised their hand due to that they were frightened.

"Your name?" Antonin had never seen a hand go up that fast since… well, never. Hermione's hand lowered.

"Hermione Granger, sir." He recognized that name. All of the Death Eaters knew who she was; she was the brains behind the Golden Trio; she was their key to success. Antonin nodded.

"Continue, Miss Granger." He would never be caught dead speaking, or associating himself with a muggle-born, but he knew he needed to prove himself.

"We are studying the magical creature called a Grindylow, sir." He needed to see if she truly was the brains behind the Golden Trio.

"What is a Grindylow, Miss Granger?"

"Grindylows are green, with yellow and white eyes, a pair of horns on their heads, and are rather good swimmers. They have strong fingers to strangle their prey until death. They live at the bottom of lakes, normally in weed beds, and can be found in Great Britain and Ireland, sir." Antonin nodded in approval. He didn't even know half of the information that she recited. He carried along with his lesson, asking questions now and then, many of which Hermione answered. He conjured up a question that was the main idea.

"Can anyone tell me how to defend themselves against a Grindylow? This subject is called Defense Against the Dark Arts, isn't it?" Hermione's hand shot up through the air. He waited five seconds, seeing if anyone could come up with an answer; no-one did.

"Miss Granger" She lowered her hand and locked her eyes on Antonin's.

"You can try to loosen their grip on you, using the Revulsion Jinx. If you cast the spell underwater, it shoots jets of boiling water." Antonin was thoroughly impressed. He nodded his head, and checked the clock.

"Write a two parchment essay, front and back, on Grindylows' habitat, the Revulsion Jinx, and appearance. If you were listening in class, this should be easy. It is due by the next time I have you. You are dismissed." With that, students filed out of the room. Hermione gathered her stuff, and walked out of the classroom, giving Antonin a small glance, and left. She went to the Great Hall for lunch, and sat down by the Harry and Ron. Antonin sat down in the DADA Professor seat, sitting by Hagrid and Professor McGonagall. Dumbledore stood up, and cleared his throat.

"May I have your attention?" The entire Great hall went silent. "Thank you, now we have a new Professor. Professor Dolohov will be teaching the Defense Against the Dark Arts this year." With that, Antonin stood up, and gave a small wave, and sat back down. Some students applauded, but some didn't. It didn't bother him; he knew he had to gain trust. Several professors clapped, but some didn't bother. People would be stupid not to be frightened by him, but he had to prove himself. He didn't want to do this, but he knew if he didn't, he would be dead in an instant. Even if you were one of Voldemorts' closest friends, he would kill you without hesitation if you didn't obey him. Antonin stared at the plate in front of him. He grabbed a fork and started to eat, taking in the aroma of everything that made it into his mouth.

"I know what it feels like, you know." He swallowed the remaining food in his mouth and looked to his left, finding Hagrid looking directly at him.

"What do you mean?" Antonin questioned.

"I know what it feels like to be not trusted by anyone. It took me a long time to gain anyone's trust. To students, I was a fat Giant that would kill anyone in its path." Antonin looked up to Hagrid.

"You haven't killed innocent muggles, wizards, or witches; I have." What Antonin was saying was true. Every now and then he felt guilty about it. He knew he could have prevented their deaths. Though, by doing that, he would most likely be Nagini's meal.

The day went by quickly; Antonin's next two classes were very uneventful. He had to answer many questions that he asked. He could sense their distance and fear. If he was in their position, he would be like that as well. When he was on the way to the Great Hall for dinner, he ran into Severus.

"Watch where you step, you insufferable dunder-. Oh, it's you. Why did you jeopardize my position?" Antonin honestly didn't know.

"I don't know why, Severus. The Dark Lord wanted me to become a Professor here." Severus was horror struck. Severus nodded his head, and walked to Dumbledore's office as fast as his legs could carry him. He entered Dumbledore's office door, and slammed it loudly.

"I think Voldemort knows I am a double spy, Headmaster."