Dear Readers
This is the ninth chapter and the tenth should be posted next Monday or depending on reviews sooner!
Warning!
If you haven't read the 6th and possibly 7th book, things could get a little confusing. If you just don't care, then read on!
Summary
Hermione the smart Granger girl we all know her to be? Heck NO! You know all there is to our one and only Hermione Granger right? WRONG. Continue to read to find out what you've been missing.
Disclaimer
I only wish I was J.K. Rowling…I'm not though…F.Y.I.
Chapter 9 -- Rita Skeeter
Hermione got off the train and into one of the carriages in regular fashion, seeing Professor Grumbly-plank shepherding the first years instead of Hagrid. Other than that it was all pretty routine. She took her seat in the carriage in-between an ecstatic Pansy and Millicent who were so excited that she was "finally" going to Hogwarts. The trip was faster than usual and as Hermione stepped out of the carriage, she was face to face with Severus Snape.
"Ms. Gaunt" He addressed formally. Being as good as a pureblood and a Gaunt, she had to follow the pureblood ethics and dances.
"Professor," She said inclining her head slightly. Snape held out his hand and she stared at it for quite a while before taking it gracefully and stepping down from the carriage. Hermione made sure to not roll her eyes as she was then escorted to the castle.
"This is seriously unnecessary." Hermione grumbled.
"I'm on specific orders Ms. Gaunt. Your presence is to be accentuated." He replied in his dark whisper. Hermione couldn't help it this time she rolled her eyes. Taking a quick glance behind her she noticed another thing.
"Well it seems I was the only one not informed of this." She growled for the Slytherins were dutifully walking behind her and Snape in a triangle formation. How Death Eater of them Snape merely smirked at her and continued to walk.
"Stupid bastard," Hermione mumbled as she was escorted to … the Gryffindor table
"What the hell is this supposed to be?" She asked turning towards Snape noticing that the "Slytherin bodyguard" was no longer with them. Snape's smirk widened.
"There is no longer need to hide Ms. Granger, or should I say Ms. Gaunt?" He practically announced to the entire Gryffindor table. He forced her down on the bench and walked towards the head table where he took the Headmasters chair.
"Figures." She said to herself.
"I should really learn to read the newspapers more often." She thought. She turned in her seat to find many curious Gryffindor faces staring at her. There was Parvati and Lavender, Neville and a boy Jimmy Peakes, that's right from Quidditch the year before. Demelza Robins, the chaser, Romilda Vane, had a crush on Harry. She did not recognize the rest for they were too young and she clearly had to use to talk to them then so she wouldn't talk to them now.
"Who are you?" Lavender asked, rather rudely.
"May Gaunt,"
"Oh," She stated dumbly she then started a high speed conversation with Parvati.
"But Snape said that you didn't have to hide anymore…Ms. Granger. What's that supposed to mean?" Neville asked. It would figure Neville to be the only person to catch that.
"It's me," Hermione said. "Hermione, my real name is May and I've been put under a glamour all the time for protection." She explained to him quietly. Neville's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide and it was clear the he was about to shout something. Hermione quickly waved her hand and he was silenced.
"Neville I don't want you to shout it out to the world alright? You will address me as May. Nothing else, understand?" Neville nodded silently as did Hermione. "Good." She waved her hand again and Neville was once again vocal.
"I didn't know you could do wandless magic." Hermione didn't answer. "I thought you were supposed to be with Harry and Ron right now." He said quietly. Hermione's head shot towards his and their eyes connected. Neville then began to cower.
"You will not mention that or them ever. You understand?" Neville nodded again. Hermione gave a gracious smile and returned to her meal.
"Her- May? H-how are you even here? I thought you were Muggleborn."
"No actually my real parents aren't Jane and her husband. I'm a half-blood."
"Who're you're real parents?"
"Gah! This interrogation never ends!" Hermione thought.
"I can't tell you that Neville I'm sorry." Hermione said looking down at her plate once more as the first years then entered the Great Hall lead by McGonagall. There were very few for the rest, she figured, would've been Muggleborn and not aloud to attend.
"Bloody bastard" Hermione thought savagely thinking of Tom.
The sorting ended quickly with most of the children entering either Slytherin of Ravenclaw. Three only making it into Gryffindor and two into Hufflepuff. Hermione readied herself for Dumbledore's speech but as she looked towards to podium she met Snape's gaze and not Dumbledore's.
"This is so strange"
Snape began to speak and the hall became silent. New teachers were announced as the Carrows (A.K.A. DEATH EAERS) had taken posts up at the school as Defense the Dark Arts and Muggle Studies…odd… and once again Professor Grumbly-plank had taken Hagrid's teaching post.
Food appeared upon the four great tables and conversation began and… well you all know how it goes.
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Hermione was later summoned to the Headmaster's office in which she was now standing before the great gargoyle that guarded the sacred chambers. She sighed, spoke the given password and ascended the spiraling staircase revealed by the jumping gargoyle.
"Come in," Snape's voice came from the other side of the door. She entered.
"Miss gaunt, our Lord-"
"Your Lord," Hermione quickly corrected.
"-Has requested you a personal room which your belongings have already been taken up there. Winky will show you your room." He snapped his fingers and Winky, Barty Crouch's old house elf appeared.
Snape who was writing on a bunch of useless pieces of parchment received a dirty glare from Hermione stood her ground as Winky took her hand.
"I will not force a house elf to do unnecessary bidding." Snape looked up at her. "Either you take me to my new chambers, or I do not go." Snape continued to glare at her and was that a… hissing sound?
"Can't get more snakey-snakey then that" Hermione thought sarcastically. Snape rose sharply from his seat and next to dragged her from his offices.
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Hermione awoke the next morning with a smile on her face. Those house elves sure knew how to pick 'em Hermione thought as she stretched luxuriously on her mattress and sighed.
Her room was perfect. It was like her own house complete with a kitchen and working house elves – much to her chagrin-, living room, complete with fireplace and couches and tables, all Slytherin colors.
"So much for being a Gryffindor,"
Hermione walked into the living room and sat on the green couch. She picked up the newspaper that apparently appeared every morning with satisfaction of having her news delivered to her and nearly collapsed at the front page headline.
"I sure wherever Harry and Ron are they don't get the news,"
May Gaunt, Finally out of Hiding!!
(Below there was a large picture showing the comparison of Hermione's visual aspects compared to May's)
Disguised for nearly seven years as a Muggleborn witch who went by the name Hermione Granger is really the powerful witch May Gaunt! The Gaunt family were the last known descendants of Salazar Slytherin and are the rumored family of the notorious He-who-must-not-be-named. It can be concluded that May Gaunt, more commonly know as 'Hermione Granger' is closely related to the rising Dark Lord. Steps will be taken to ensure – - (cont. pg 2)
Hermione dropped the paper with shaky hands. All she kept thinking about was how this isn't the way she wanted to Harry and Ron to find out if the have the misfortune of receiving this paper. Hermione rechecked the article and stormed out of her rooms when she saw the authors' name:
Rita Skeeter
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