hey really like this fic hoping its not hermione harry bt a draco hermione if there is a paring lol so anyway keep up the gr8 wrk and update soon x suspence kills me lol

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It would be something like that actually – but yes it's not a Harry and Hermione kind of thing. As much as I like to give you one I don't think I have a good plot for that. Hope you do enjoy this and guys keep reviewing it keep's me going…

It is an interesting story but you have a couple of spelling mistakes.
weak week
latter later
start star
tiered tired
And so on...

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Sorry but I'm a dyslexic (mild) and such things tend to not appear in my mind when I write but I am taking an effort to do something about them.

Oh My God! That was absolutely fantastic! Ah I love it! Update soon if you can!

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Why thank you…wish granted…aah I love replying to reviews but I'll continue the story now.

Krishi

In the Graveyard

"HOW COULD YOU LET HIM GO?" Voldemort demanded at the death eaters who stood there, "NOW THAT OLD MUGGLE LOVING FOOL WILL KNOW I'VE RETURNED. THE PERSON I DID NOT WANT TO FIND OUT…" A new swish of a cloak was heard and the man rushed forward and knelt down in front of the dark lord, "Forgive me my lord, I was unable to come as soon as you called me…Dumbledore held me back. Only now were we able to get away." The man told him, the dark lord whose wand was now out to unleash his anger on the spy was surprised and stopped mid air at the stressing of the word, "We? You have brought company? Really Severus you want me to believe that do you have got me a nice little gift? Look up! You betrayed me and turned your self into Dumbledore's protection and now you come back to me. Tell me what is this…" He stopped suddenly as a new voice called out the disarming spell and his wand left his hands into the shadows. "I can assure you that his betrayal was only due to devotion towards you Lord Voldemort."

"Who's there?" he demanded a figure in a thick black cloak came forward but the face was hidden underneath, "I would love to play guessing games with you but you don't seam in the mood…" the figure retorted before he could say a word she exposed her face, Peter gasped and said, "Hermione? Potter's mud-blood…" but his words were cut short by a wave of her wand and with confidence she walked up to the dark lord now taking partly, her cloak exposing her tight black jeans and white halter neck top over a wavy hair set into a pony tail. There it was on her left shoulder a dark red serpent and a black serpent intertwined on a stick. "Y-you?"

"It's me father, your daughter." She hissed and he gasped as she understood the language of the snakes. His eyes travelled all over her face and then he looked at Snape. "It's her my lord, princess insisted on coming tonight it self…it was her who stopped me from coming when my scar burned, it was her idea to be asked to wait for the headmaster to 'tell me' to come and help me keep my cover."

"Is that true?" he asked looking at the spy who nodded, "Then you shall be rewarded. My sweet – I' was in so much pain when you were separated from me. N-now no more, you have united with your father and you shall rule with him. You shall be my queen the place that rightfully belonged to your mother. S-she's not hear with us…"

"She is hear father, she died protecting you and loving us. She had the dreams for the two of us and I think I knew her in many ways than as a mother alone." She produced a diary out of nowhere and flashed it in front of him, "Her diary." He moved his hands forward but she healed it closer for the first time her cold brown eyes flashed with emotion, "It's the only thing I have of her please." She whispered his hands did not stop but moved past her diary to her shoulder where he (surpriseingly) pulled her into a hug, "Your right princess…you mum will always be there for us. My little Hermione has grown so much but – but you are in Griffindoor. There must have been some mista-"

"No mistake father I did not know till second year my self…till after I was sorted. After that I have been trying to grow to your standards as much as I can…I know I'm not up to the mark with all the cover ups and dealing with Potter and all…" she rattled of but the dark lord silenced her, "Let me show you around my – our true family princess. Come for you are second in command, what you say goes."

"Thank you father." She smiled sweetly giving him a bow gently he only patted her cheek. Voldemort looked at his daughter for a moment speaking back (human) with a strange look in his eyes, "It's daddy…dad anything informal please princess."

"Sure daddy." She said smiling at him he hugged her then asked, "So do I get to meet your people or return now?"

"You are my daughter – the dark lady my princess. Come let me introduce you to everyone. This child is Luscious Malfoy." He stepped up in front of the circle then knelt down and kissed her hand before saying, "It's wonderful to have you princess."

"Thank you, so you are second in command hear right?" she asked but Voldemort cut her of, "No dear…that is you from now on, this is your rightful place as my princess. Right Luscious?" he asked the man now stood up and continued to look at her with a strange expression in his eyes unable to find the voice he simply nodded. Hermione did something strange then, "Do I really look like my mother?" her voice too seamed to have been cracking with emotion too. The man simply nodded before he turned to his master with a, "Yes My lord."

"Hermione!" she turned to look at him, "You can…you are a Lacalist?"

"I can read emotions, thoughts and memories." She countered as he looked at her with an emotion of pride blazing in his red eyes. "Now if you are done analysing my mind reading abilities I think even the other members are to be met." After she met every person and he promised her more in a grander party sent his followers away except for Snape. "I wanted to speak to you in private come in…let me show you our temporary home. The Riddle manor…come inside and sit down." She obeyed by sitting on a large bed right next to her father, "Father there is a lot I wish to ask but first I wanted to make it clear that I don't want to be another common death eater…"

"Your position is unique and you shall be crowned so as per your wish dear. You shall get the attention and respect you deserve…the respect you don't get with Harry Potter and his little group." He told her rubbing her cheeks gently, "Thank you father."

"Stop calling me father it sound formal…I don't call you daughter do I?" he asked she smiled naughtily and asked, "Dad? Daddy…Marvolo?" she half closed her eyes smiling but it faded at the sad expression on his face. "Mum used to call you that right? I – I won't call you that daddy if it hurts you."

"No call me that some times child I can see your mum in you…maybe." He looked down quietly she placed a hand on his with out a word he pulled her into a close hug. She placed her arm around his shoulder and pulled her self on to his lap once he let her go in a low voice asked, "Do you want me to stay hear for the night daddy? I don't think you should be alone…"

"No Hermione go back to school but promise me one thing before you leave." He requested holding her hand tightly, "I want you to come back to me for the summer please dear."

"I-I will daddy." She promised as they got up and he walked her out back to the teachers care. "Take care of her, she is all I have." He said as the two started to move away she turned around and let go of her teachers hand walked up to her father kissed his cheek before turning and leaving. The dark lord stood there touching the spot she kissed him on.

Once in school he stopped in front of a solitary painting of a small girl dressed in a plain white dress holding red roses in her hands. 'Roman' she whispered and the portrait swung open giving them access to a well-lit room with a wonderful decoration. The room was painted in a deep ivory giving a beautiful feel around the place. The marbles were black and shone where the fluffy white carpet did not cover, that was just in the sitting area. In one corner was a large copper candleholder that held large scented candles that were now unlit. On another corner was a large mattress sat covered with a earth brown covers and having yellow and light brown cushions on it and now a few books on blocking one's mind. Between the two stood a cupboard that had several books on her subjects and other rare collections such as wandless magic, mind games and other rare works of Merlin, even the founders. The opposite wall held in the centre a similar cupboard with objects that would help her in dark-detector's, medicines and a goblet on top, the lower shelf had parchment, quill and other such things. The right hand corner had a music system with a surround sound setting with many c.d's, right next to them was a dark blue wide cushion used for yoga. The seating area though was much more different, on the fluffy carpet stood a copper base set or two double setters decorated in her favourite maroon with yellow cushions and two matching single chairs as well, a glass table with a glass vase with rainbow colour roses. Against the other wall was a small white refrigerator door embedded into the wall above it was a mirror. The corner held a small staircase on it was a small handle. She sat down on the couch slightly tiered and drained as he poured out two tall glasses of wine for her. "Drink you'll feel better."

"Thanks." She took it and leaned back closing her eyes, he sat on the couch opposite looking at her quietly continuing his drink. She opened her eyes suddenly and he felt himself fall back slightly, "Sorry but you know I hate being stared at don't you?"

"I'm worried about you princess, think your going to be all right? I know meeting your father and all…" he was cut of by her, "He is not as good as you in blocking his mind. I broke in easily…they had a beautiful relationship. He and mum professor."

"Princess please call me Severus in private, I am now your follower in a way and I want us to have a more personal relationship." He requested getting up and joining her on her couch she shifted her position like him with one leg folded and another down but her arm with the drink on the back of the chair. A quit pop caught her attention the phoenix blinked its eyes at her she top up and simply spoke, "I've told you once and I've told you at least hundred times Albus Dumbledore that you can place a serpent within the lions but you can't get the scales out of the snake its part of them. O one more point…Flawks does not have blue eyes."

"Wonderful observation Ms. Riddle. Lemon drop." Said the headmaster as he turned back to his old form; the younger girl simply took back her seat. He popped the sweet into his own mouth and sat at the seat next to the positions master. "Brandy would do you good will it not Severus though I suggest you leave Ms. Riddle's private rooms before things get out of hand…."

"Listen headmaster." Hermione got up fuming now, "I've told you all ready I will use this room because this school is founded by my ancestor and this place was once his daughters. You gave it to me so that the other students won't get hurt by my magic 'going out of control' and I will be able to gain some more of my ability. Thanks a lot but I don't need your help please leave sir." Dumbledore looked at her sadly then turned away but stopped and said, "Please feel free to use the whole school dear…I have a lot to make up to you and I'm working towards it."

"Leave headmaster." She demanded looking down tears flowing down her eyes, "I shall never forgive you for causing my mother's brutal death ever." The head master did not wait a minute but walked out followed by Snape who waited till the end of the corridor, "I'm sorry about the way she acted, she just got back with her family and all give her the time."

"I will…if you excuse me I need to go check on her. Makes sure she sleeps." He said moving away suddenly the headmaster called out, "Severus I suggest you keep a distance form her, don't let your feelings come between you and your duty." With out a reply and blowing his robes he went back to the girl.

The minute Albus left Hermione let out a scream of agony and stress, a strange flame submitted it self from her body and enveloped everything in the room. Slowly she let out a deep breath and opened her eyes, slowly hearing the portrait snap close. "Reparo." Was the only word she heard before her whole place was set out right again…good as new. "Care to explain your self princess?"

"Nothing sir I was just letting out some of my suppressed emotions…the room sets itself back." She replied with out turning but smiled when he sighed, "Time to sleep come on…" he lead her up the stairs into a cosy room that had a huge bed against the window set in her favourite cream covers with a study table, bath room and closet. She walked into the closet then coming out dressed in a white tank top and black tights that healed on to her body clearly showed a developing body. Snape did not even glance at it but watched her as she climbed into bed and tucked her self in slowly closing her eyes. That was when he sat on the bed beside her and shifted her a bit so that her head was on his lap and he was leaning against the window. Slowly using his finger he drew strange symbols on her forehead giving her a thorough massage as she slowly started breathing steadily falling asleep. He continued to do this for half an hour latter till she started sucking his finger and turning a bit finally letting him know it was all right to leave.

The next day morning she looked at her self in the mirror (ready) by placing a spell on her hair to make it look bushy. 'Just few more days sweets – when you come back you can look normal again.' She told her self as she picked up her trunk and walked down to the great hall where it was time give a few exams and start 'acting' again. It's going to be a long day – thankfully the last one of all. "Morning Ron." She wished sitting down automatically scanning the table for Harry and wondering why was everyone looking like they were going to be sick. Her newspaper answered her question:

HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED RETURNED. A glance told her that the whole community was practically shacking in fear as every page told of the man's deeds and that of his 'followers' her face registered shock but her thoughts were not that of others. "What the hell was he thinking by exposing him self?"

London: Station

Hermione now dressed in light sandals and a black fairly short skirt with a white tank top that had black markings on it with her trunk. A hand was placed on her shoulder making her turn around, "Princess it's a pleasure meeting you again. Your father told me to come and pick you up…I am.."

"Nasica Malfoy I know." she said smiling at the woman who took her bags and lead her to a BMW standing nearby. Once inside she noticed the difference for example the supply of wine and the seating arrangements were very conversational. Nasica who was dressed in a ivory formal white trousers jacket and blue shirt looked at the girl carefully, "Could I offer you a drink?"

"Please – can I have something cold the journey was quiet tiring." Hermione responded immediately Draco who was quiet so far immediately opened the refrigerator and took out three glasses, "Butter bear for you ladies?"

"Please do pour them out Draco after all the Dark Lord's daughter is our special guest." Nasica told him smiling at Hermione sweetly giving her a glass, "Thank you Mrs. Malfoy."

"Please do call me Nasica. I hope my son did not trouble you too much in the past, I'm afraid nether of us were aware of your true identity Ms. Riddle." She said indicating Draco too should apologise but Hermione healed her hand up and with a grace belonging to the queen answered, "Hermione – and Draco did what he did out of ignorance and that is not a crime. He shall continue to harass me out of order for this shall be a necessary pain to hold my cover intact. I'm sure you will do me the favour Draco?"

"Yes Ms.Rid- I mean Hermione." He spoke her name with reverence and caution both did not go unnoticed by her. The journey continued in silence as she looked out of the window sipping her drink quietly finally she decided to speak up, "I trust father is fine?"

"He is in better health than you last saw him." Nasica replied and Hermione nodded, this time she asked the question, "I hope your year has been wonderful so far?"

"It's had its up's and downs Nasica but I have been entertaining my self. Umm where are we going?" she asked finally noticing they were riding through some forest. "Malfoy manner for now my dear princess." Draco replied, "I trust you will find it comfortable to your needs, mother told me the lord him self is there now to improve his health a bit. After all the clumsy care of worm tail has had its negative…"

"Your right Draco I noticed he was not very heath that day but I'm hopping your family has better to offer." She indicated a bit sharper than necessary Draco chose to ignore it. "We are Hermione and I'm sure you too shall find the place wonderful and comfortable dunning your stay there."

"I'll be glad to stay with you how long more is the ride exactly?" she asked Nasica pointed to the window, "We are nearing the mannor…I think we shall be there in around five minutes ma'am. I hope you don't mind out house elv…"

"The whole idea was a crazy cover up attempt don't trouble your self. I have told father this and he accepted by idea, I'd rather not speak about it for some time now." She snapped her temper getting the better of her slightly but subsided at the amusement in Draco's eyes. "Potter was fool enough to fall for my ideas and I'm sure I can hold my self up longer for the time being."

Nothing more could be exchanged as they pulled up in front of a large manor Nasica stepped out first then Draco who offered his hand to Hermione who accepted it. Once she stepped out she looked around the garden lightly, the garden was beautiful with a lawn, fountain surrounded with flowers and all she smiled at Nasica, "Beautiful you have done a wonderful job my mother was right about you."

"Thank you princess shall we step in?" she asked as Draco offered her his arm and the younger girl slipped hers through looking at the outside of the manor. It reminded her of the very home in Sound of Music that she once saw and appreciated. The doors opened and the inside was painted in bright white with many portraits and rich Elizabeth period furniture, she let go of his hand and spun around the place looking for some one, "Where is daddy?"

"The room on the second floor princess…" Nasica replied with out a word she walked away after waving her wand and removing the 'bushy' spell out of her hair. Stopping in front of the door where some voices was heard she knocked the door, "Come in…" hissed her father from inside. She opened the door with confidence and an air of slight irritation. "Princess!" the dark lord shot up from his chair with a smile that faded at the registration of the face in front of him. Quietly walking in she looked around, there was a desk and char behind witch he was standing two other men Lusious Malfoy and Peter stood there she simply spoke, "Step out I need to speak to my father in private." When he nodded they too walked out closing the door, with a wave of her hand she placed the silencing spell around the place and threw a paper on the table. Her expression was cold and unreadable striking a strange force around him creating a light fear, "I'm not planning to expose my self soon now?"

Krishi