Seeing Hermione's eyes light up and hearing her say yes to being my girlfriend (for real, you prat) made my heart leap and my blood feel all warm inside. I can't believe I was actually falling in love with her, yet, I couldn't exactly say that it would be impossible for anyone to do so. She was witty, beautiful, and sweet, it would be unheard of for anyone to deny her, and for Ginger-ass to do something so unforgivable is sickening. I sigh and fold my arms protectively over Hermione's shoulders as we pass Weasely and Weaselette and Potter. Harry stares at us, his eyes indecisive, until he steps into line beside Theo, and easily fits in with us.

"Alright, we need to get into Potions before Snape kills us," Harry said while we were hanging out in our usual space (no, I'm not telling you, you could be someone at Hogwarts, genius). All of us Slytherins laugh, and look at Harry in amusement.

"Harry, Snape doesn't care if we're late. I mean, maybe you, he hates you. Well, not for long. As soon as he sees us with you, he'll love you like the rest of us. And Hermione," I add.

"Ms. Granger, Professor Dumbledore needs to see you in his office," Professor McGonagall interrupts our laughing fit. Hermione's eyes fill with fear and confusion.

"Why?"

"Please do not argue with me, Hermione, just go. And you five! Get to your respected classes." We all scurry off and I whisper in Hermione's ear that everything will be okay, and that she didn't need to worry.

"Thanks Draco. Um, Professor McGonagall, do you think that Draco could go with me? I mean, Seventh Year IS all about inter-house unity, right?" McGonagall sighs and rubs her temples, contemplating.

"Fine. Mr. Malfoy, please accompany Ms. Granger to Dumbledore's office. The password is Polyjuice Potions Snape. Hurry along, now," We nod and thank her and head to Albus's Headquarters, muttering out the password and step into his office.

"You asked to talk to me?"

"Ah, yes Ms. Granger. Draco! What are you doing here?"

"I um, I just wanted to come with my girlfriend. She seemed upset," Albus's eyes light up at the word "girlfriend", but says nothing.

"Well, then. I suppose I should tell you why I asked to see you, Hermione Granger," Hermione clears her throat and replies a small- voiced 'yes'. Dumbledore turns to me.

"Mr. Malfoy, I do trust that you know not to tell anyone what is said in this room, unless Ms. Granger asks you to or she does herself?"

Y-yes, sir,"

"Good, then. Hermione, this will come as a shock to you, but it's best to rip off the bandage quickly, yes? Alright. Hermione, your parents were found in their house early this morning. Or, at least the ashes of their house. Hermione, the Granger house was burnt down; no one knows how it was started. But we have uncovered that the Dark Mark was seen floating above the ruins. A letter was left for you as well. I haven't read it, for it is your letter, but I would also like to know what it says. However, if you don't want to tell me, I respect your privacy. Alright. Go ahead, read it." Hermione takes the letter with shaking hands and carefully reads it over once, twice, three times before she takes a deep breath.

"My dear Hermione Riddle, if you are reading this that means that your mudblood parents (adoptive parents at that) are finally dead and you can finally meet your true father. I know that I am not very famous for being kind and loving, but since you are my daughter, I need you to know the truth behind your heritage. You are a very powerful, pure-blood witch who is known by many of her knowledge and looks. Your mother wanted me to slightly change your looks to fit in with your adoptive parents, so I changed your hair, skin tone, and height. You probably want to know what you are supposed to look like so I will tell you how at the end of this letter. But I needed you to know first what your mother was like and how she died. Your mother's name was Ivy Snape. And if Severus is working at Hogwarts then tell him hi for me and Ivy. Anyways, Ivy was a Ravenclaw; she had your eyes, nose and hair color. I have already seen you, and you will look exactly like her as soon as you are revealed of who you really are. You have my mouth, skin color, eye color, and I can guarantee that you are a Parseltongue, don't tell me you aren't. The very first words that came out of your mouth were hisses at my snake, Nagini. Your specific words were, "I like you. I want you to be my friend." How do I know this? Well, I, myself am a Parseltongue. By now you must know who I am, but like I said, I will reveal myself to you soon. Another thing. I know for a fact that Draco Malfoy is with you at school, and if he hasn't told you yet, then I will tell you now. You are betrothed to him to be married as soon as you receive something that I must give to you. You'll be around the age of twenty at that time and I will guarantee that he will be a great husband to you. I have attached a photo of your mother, who I am, and the spell to change you into whom you really are. Hermione, I love you, you are MY daughter. I will arrange for somebody to retrieve you and take you away from that dreadful school. As well as Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Severus Snape, and Theodore Nott. I want you to be ready and tell then to be ready as well. Because as soon as you have read out the spell, taken off the picture, and read who I am, this note will burn and someone will be signaled to get you and the others.

Love, Tom Marvolo Riddle (Voldemort). READ THIS ALOUD FOR IT TO WORK! Changer me à qui je suis, ce que je peux laisser la vie"

Hermione had tears streaming down her face as her hair grew to her waist, turned dark brown with slightly lighter natural streaks in. I look at her skin. Instead of the pale-ish color she's always been, it's turned to a golden brown.

"Hermione, can you take off the picture and stand up?" I ask her. She nods and does so. I look at the picture. Ivy Riddle truly DOES look like Hermione. Wait. Tom Marvolo Riddle… His name was included as… Oh, Merlin! Hermione was Voldemort's DAUGHTER! Lucius told me that I was betrothed to a girl name Hermione Riddle. Not GRANGER! What the hell? I was betrothed to her! Not that I didn't want to be, in fact, I was thankful that this was the Hermione that my father was talking about. I wanted to marry her. And… "Something that I must give to you…" Voldemort is going to give Hermione her Dark Mark! And she was a Parseltongue! Whoa… Wait… Ivy SNAPE… Hermione was SEVERUS'S niece! Professor Snape was her UNCLE!

"Professor Dumbledore? Draco and I need to pack up and get the rest of our lot to get ready to leave. We shouldn't push my father's patience." Albus just nodded and waved us out. I whisper in Hermione's ear,

"I think we need to get into potions, tell Snape what's going on, let him realize who you are, get Pansy, Blaise, and Theo from his class, pack, and get the hell out of here."

"Yes, let's go." Snape's class is listening to him rant about Weasely and his poor potion brewing when we walk in.

"And what are you- Ivy? Is that you? My sister! My dead sister!" Severus runs to Hermione and picks her up, hugging and twirling her until Hermione's voice seeps out.

"Actually, it's Hermione, Uncle Severus." Snape stops and looks at her in disbelief.

"No! She was married to VOLDEMORT! Ivy would have never cheated! You must be. No! You- you're VOLDEMORT'S DAUGHTER! I can't believe it! I finally have someone left of my life to love and care for." The entire class has stopped brewing and is now staring at Hermione in confusion.

"Uncle Severus, I need you to come with me as well as Pansy, Blaise, Draco, and Theo…"

"Why?"

"My dad needs you guys to pack up because we are being taken away to someplace. The person is on their way now." Hermione explains. Snape takes some time for these things to settle in before he nods and shouts,

"Parkinson! Zabini! Nott! And Malfoy! Get out, pack up, and wait outside where the Hogwarts train always drops us off. GO!" We all scramble to get out, with Hermione pulling Snape alongside her.

"So Voldemort sent you a letter to get us, have us pack up, and wait for our ride to get here?" Pansy asks Hermione. She nods as we all split up.

"Alright, let's all meet back here to wait for the last one and get OUT of here," everyone nods in agreement and we split up. I get into my room with Blaise and Theo. And we immediately get our Dragon hide leather suitcases and pack up everything we brought to Hogwarts and everything we received. When we are all done, we meet back with the girls and Severus (my godfather), and go wait for someone to get here. I send a silent thanks to Merlin that Hermione thought to shrink all of our stuff because it is HARD to fit a Nimbus 2006 in a suitcase. So I just got it shrunk and slipped into a case and into my pocket. I see Hermione crying and softly kiss her.

"Everything will be okay, Hermione. I know that this is a lot to take in, but I know that this will one day make sense. But for now, just bear with it, okay? It'll get easier, I promise." Hermione sniffles a bit and hugs me until our ride gets here.

"Draco, I love you so much, thank you." Oh, Merlin! She said that she LOVED me! She loved me! Okay, Draco, stay cool…

"I love you, too. C'mon, let's get into the flying… um… what is this?"

"It's a car, genius!"

"Shut up…"

"I'm just teasing." Hermione smiles.

"No you aren't"

"I know… Hey, Draco?"

"Yeah?"

"I wanna tell daddy about Ron, but I'm scared. Will you go with me?"

"Of course, sweetheart."

"Thanks,"

"Any time."

DUN, DUN, DUNNNNN! Hermione is VOLDY'S Daughter! That's a surprise! -Victoria Cavanaugh