CHAPTER ONE: SEPTEMBER 19th

"Come, Lucius, the potion!" Yaxley shouted quietly. He turned to the doorway of the underground room. It slowly opened to reveal Bellatrix Lestrange. She smiled slyly at him, and entered the dimly lit, cold room. Pacing the small space, Yaxley had to admit, Lucius was no stranger to comfort. Even in the underground room of Malfoy Manor, shiny wooden floors were present, with only the finest table, and shelves filled with the finest potion ingredients money could buy. In one corner sat a big black cauldron, big enough for a man to sit in. The other corner held a long wooden table, with two shelves above it, and a thick, dusty book open on its surface. There was only one light source in the room, conjured up by Lucius, floating above them, and its bluish glow cast shadows around them all.

"Well?" Bellatrix said, floating over to the cauldron, which was emitting a pink trail of light smoke.

"She will be created tonight," Lucius said, coming out of the shadows. "It is time to make our biggest weapon yet."

The three Death Eaters smiled. Looking into the cauldron, Bellatrix smiled evilly. "Oh how the Dark Lord will be pleased when he returns."

The other two looked at her strangely. "How will he come back Bella?" Lucius said.

"Why would he not?" she replied, cocking an eyebrow. "He always comes back."

Deciding not to meddle with Bellatrix's way of thinking, Lucius moved to the book on the table. "It is almost finished." he whispered. "Just one more ingredient. Dragon's Blood." He reached up to the top shelf above the table, and pulled down a small, dusty bottle. He blew off the dust, and smiled. "This is it."

Pulling the stopper, he poured three drops into the cauldron. It bubbled and steamed, beginning to sparkle. Yaxley stepped up to the cauldron, like planned, raising his wand and saying, "Puella Perducat Partum Foras. Puella Perducat Partum Foras. Puella Perducat Partum Foras."

The potion in the cauldron began to bubble furiously, and a light began to emit from it. It became so bright, the three Death Eaters had to back away, shielding their eyes. The white light became stronger, and a small voice was heard, singing a soft note. Lucius dared a peek, and saw a small girl rising out of the cauldron, seeming to float in the light. She was clothed in a deep black cloak, her eyes closed, head up to the ceiling. Then she opened her red eyes, and smiled wickedly.

The train whistle blew, and Hermione Granger quickly boarded the train, straightening her Prefect Badge. She sighed as her Muggle parents disappeared through the wall of Platform 9 ¾ . Even if they weren't really her parents, it was still sort of sad to see them go. They really were nice people, even if they wouldn't ever remember her after tonight. She had a mission this year, and she didn't know if she would be back next year. If all went as planned, there would be no need for schooling. Smiling expressionlessly, she walked down the train corridor, glancing into compartments, looking for Harry and Ron. Finally coming upon their compartment, she composed herself, and slid open the door. It wouldn't be good if they saw who she really was, or wasn't. Faking a smile, she entered.

"Hermione!" Ron stood up, embracing her in a hug. Oh how she despised the boy.

"Hello Ron, Harry," she nodded, and let Ron put her trunk on the overhead rack. She sat down by the window, and Ron sat next to her. She noticed how it looked as though he wanted to hold her hand, and she quickly folded her arms, as the train began to move. Ron looked slightly disappointed, and she pretended not to notice. Soon Ginny was caught up in her fashion magazine, while Ron and Harry were playing a game of Exploding Snap. Hermione looked out the window.

"Remember, your name is Hermione Granger, you are a Mudblood, and a know-it-all. You will ask the hat to be in Gryffindor. It always takes in your choice." Yaxley said to her.

"And you must MUST befriend Harry Potter. It is crucial to the plan." Lucius added.

"And we will communicate with you every few days, to remind you." Bellatrix said. "You know how."

Hermione nodded. Of course she knew how. It was all a matter of a spell, and thoughts. "Now its off with you. These will be your parents," Yaxley said, pushing forward two Imperiused muggles.

Hermione nodded once again, and they were off for her first year at Hogwarts.

Hermione jumped as a card hit her face. "Sorry! Sorry Mione!" Harry said quickly, reaching over to get the card from the floor. "You okay? You seemed to zone out for a minute."

"Yeah, I'm fine Harry. Just tired, didn't get much sleep," she said, faking a yawn. That much was true. She never slept, and she never had. In reality she wasn't real, and she never got tired. Nights were long sometimes, with nothing to do. They would be spent reading, or drawing. "I'm going for a walk." she suddenly said, standing up.

"I'll come with you!" Ron said loudly.

"Uh, no need Ron. I'll be right back."

"If you're sure..."

Hermione smiled, and slid the compartment door shut behind her. She needed to think, and knew she wouldn't get any of that done while in there. Walking along the corridor of the train, she causally glanced in the compartments on either side of her. Some had the blinds down, while others had the door all the way open. Most students looked worried and much more scared than last year. Voldemort was back, and had even made an appearance at the Ministry. They should be scared. Hermione thought to herself.

Lost in thought, she didn't see him until she was on the floor. A hand reached out, and she took it, pulling herself up, while mumbling apologies. She wasn't really sorry, as it wasn't her fault, but she had to keep up her appearance. Once she was standing, she brushed off her robes, and looked up to see Draco Malfoy walking the other way, his back to her. She looked around to see who could of possibly ran into her, but no one else was around. Only Malfoy, who was entering a compartment down the train. He looked back, nodded, and shut the door.

What was he thinking? Hermione thought as she turned around to go back to her compartment. He must not have realized it was me. But deep down, she knew he knew who it was. Shaking her head, she entered her compartment, and saw the boys putting away their game, and Ginny pulling down her trunk. They were almost at Hogwarts now. Hermione smiled, and began to pull down her trunk as well.

"Here, let me help you with that," Ron said, reaching for it.

"No, Ron, I've got it."

Ron, looking dejected, dropped his arms. "Okay Hermione. Whatever you say."

Hermione pulled down her trunk with ease, and set it on the floor. The train came to a halt, and she slid open the compartment door. It was time to go back to Hogwarts for another year. A year that was sure to be full of surprise and revenge. She smiled smugly, and left the compartment. It was going to be a fun year.

A/N: Any mistakes? Let me know so I can fix them!