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A/N: Hi, it's been quite some time since I last updated . Im not quite sure if this chapter might be the right one coz I just transferred a whole lot of chapters onto a different computer and am kind of lost about this story so far. :P I shall get everything sorted out soon .thank you enjoy.

The Great Hall was remotively quiet as everyone ate Breakfast. There was tension a mile thick as everyone waited to receive or to give their letters.

There was a huge screech and everyone started shouting as the hundreds of owls came flocking in left, right and centre. Hermione and Draco had cheekily paired up the students that had sent a letter to each other without knowing.

Ron and Pigwidgeon. Yes. Weird, I know.

Harry and Pansy.

Zabini and Ginny. Slytherins Gryffindor (SEXY)

There were many more couples that the author could not be bothered writing because she is lazy but lets continue anyway!!

Hermione and Draco were surprised on their success although there were many people who left in tears there were many more who found love through this.

Hermione left Breakfast early due to a sudden thought that arised. She ran out of the Hall leaving a bewildered Draco behind.

She ran straight to the Owlery and composed a letter.

"My dearest Father,

Every single day I find it hard not to fall in love. Who am I to give up a precious thing such as love just for an arranged marriage? I never agreed to the arranged marriage yet I still believe it to be the right thing to do. Father, I need your advice. Everyday I find myself falling for the person I never thought I would even talk to. Yet now we aknowledge the love between us. What is your will father?

Love always…Hermione."

'For now I will pretend like I am not engaged. For the time being. Until that letter arrives I will do as I wish.'

Hermione thought just as Draco burst into the room.

"Hermione, what's wrong?"

"Nothing Draco." 'Everything Draco. Everything.'

"Hermione, please tell me."

"In good time you will find out."

"You sound much like a person I know."

"Really? Who?"

"An old friend." 'My future-wife's father, that's who.'

Just like Hermione, Draco had sent a letter quite similar to the one Hermione had sent. He would act like himself until the reply came.

Draco and Hermione left the Owlery hand in hand.

News of Hermione and Draco going out with each other spread like wild fire over the school. It was hard to believe that the once Hermione Muggle born Granger could go out with Draco Cold blooded Malfoy. Yet people could sense the change both of them were going through. Draco for the good and Hermione surprisingly, was going cold. Like the old Draco Malfoy. There were just times when Hermione could not control herself, just like the time when she was with Draco in the common room after the loss of her parents. She believed it to be PMS. But Draco knew it was something darker than that.

It was the night before the Halloween Ball and Hermione extremely nervous. She had 30 minutes to get ready. She had bought and altered her costume from "The stupid shop where stupid people go to buy really nice and stupid clothes and dresses for special and stupid occasions." (A/N: O..i love it..)

It was a dress. (No shit.) It was flowing down to the ground, very tight, it was black and it was low cut to expose almost half of Hermione's partially-existent cleavage. She had died her hair black for the night and made it dead straight…as usual. She wore black stilettos with diamond studs on them. She was dressed as one sexy vampire. She even had the slightly elongated teeth. She slid in some muggle contacts so that she had red eyes. She had her father's true eye colour. She descended the stairs one at a time at a snail's pace.

Draco was waiting at the bottom of the stairs dressed as a vampire. How original. He had the long flowing cloak. Silk of course! (A/N: Silk is sexc!) He had the longer than average teeth that vampires had. They protruded out of his mouth just a little making him look very, very sexy. His hair was jet black and was hanging loosely…very sexily… He had bewitched his eyes so they were a blue. Aqua blue as the Pacific Ocean. He was thinking when he saw a black figure coming down the stairs. She was very pretty with black hair. She too was dressed as a vampire but it was impossible to tell if she wasn't one or not. He had not seen her face yet. Draco was almost drooling.

'Damn Draco! It's Hermione you want! Not this bimbo from nowhere.'

Yet the girl still came down and to his shock she curtseyed when she reached him. Then she looked up at him. That when he saw it. The red eyes. Lord Voldemort eyes.

This was his daughter.

"You are Lord Voldemort's daughter, pleased to meet you."

(A/n: OMG EMO VAMPIRES ROK!)

Hermione almost fell over.

'How does he know? Who is this guy? Why have I never seen him before?'

"And you would be?" Hermione said coldly.

"Your fiancée," 'Why on Earth is he here!!??'

"Ah. So we meet."

Both of them had forgotten about the dates that they had. They were to busy doing a staring contest. Red and blue. They were dressed almost for each other,

Draco gave her his arm and she accepted. They walked into the Hall arm in arm.

"And you would be?"

Like father like daughter. She had even inherited the feared Voldemort speech. Cold and imperious.

"Your fiancée," Draco was satisfied to see a look of stun on her face.

'So we finally meet. You, the daughter of a famed wizard. You, my future wife.'

"Ah, so we meet." 'Yes. We do.'

Draco offered his arm and to his amazement saw a small smile light up her stunningly beautiful face.

'Doesn't resemble her father one bit. She looks so familiar. Have I seen her before?'

As soon as the couple entered the Hall everyone was silenced. There on the steps was a girl and a boy. Both enchanting in different ways. They looked like real vampires yet they knew they were not. The girl was stunningly beautiful and the boy exceedingly handsome. They slowly descended the stairs and once they reached the bottom it was as if someone has switched the 'ON' button…on. The boy sank into a deep bow and the girl sank into a deep curtsey.

"Welcome students to the Halloween Ball." Dumbledore's voice rang out.

"Unfortunately our Heads were not able to make it today." For some reason Hermione and Draco did not hear this. Dumbledore's magic of course. His long chat with LV over the holidays had left him assured of everyone's true identities. Especially Miss Hermione Riddle's. Miss Hermione Voldemort.

"So, Everyone have fun, get drunk, get laid and have a great night!!"

The music came on and Hermione found herself in Draco's arms slow dancing.

'What the hell am I doing? I don't even know this guy!!'

'It is the right thing to do my little Tasia.'

'Anastasia! Why are you back?'

'Back? I was always here?'

'Leave me be!!'

'Soon my Tasia. Soon.' The voice faded away into nothingness and Hermione felt herself crying. She tried to hide her tears but Draco saw them first.

"Why are you crying?" His voice was cold. Uncaring. Mean.

"Why do you care?" Hermione replied backing an equally cold voice.

"Fine. Be a frigid asshole."

Hermione looked at him in disbelief and then in pure hate. A pure hatred that made even Draco shiver. Just who was she? She looked so very familiar.

"Why am I stuck with you?" Her voice was venom to his ears.

"Blame it on your father." Draco said as carelessly as possible.

"Don't you dare insult my father! He will always be a greater man than you!"

"Oh. I don't doubt that. But you, I thought you would be a shine in the Riddle line, but no, you are nothing."

Those words struck into Hermione's heart.

"How dare you speak to me like that? The last of the Dendraeo!" The word Dendraeo had a metallic timbre to Draco's ears and it sounded awfully familiar.

"Dendraeo?" He whispered.

"You are not worthy of even thinking about my heritage so forget it." With that Hermione slapped him as hard as she could and walked out of the Hall with tears streaming down her face.

As Draco fell to the floor from the girl's malicious hit he knew he had deserved it. She had done nothing wrong. Yet he had insulted her and hurt her. He saw her exit the Hall with tears streaming down her face. He too exited the Hall, changed his appearance and headed down into the Common Room.

'You claim your ancestry at last my Tasia.'

'Why do you call me Tasia?'

'It is your rightful name. They should have named you Tasia after my daughter. But they named you after one of my grandchildren. A despicable name. Tasia is our new name. It is a respectable name. A Dendreao name.'

'Leave me Anastasia. Call me when your time is right.'

'IN the near future my Tasia, in the future. Good night.'

'Wow. She acted civil for the first time in my head.'

Hermione went into the common room changed her clothes and appearance, emptied her memories into her pensieve and went to sleep on the couch.

Draco slowly headed up towards the Head common room not hearing the quiet footsteps behind him. He entered the common room but felt a slight nudge next to his shoulder. He ignored it and went inside not noticing the door shutting very very slowly as if something was barring its way.

He noticed a body on the couch.

"No. Hermione. I forgot. Oh shit."

At that precise moment Hermione woke up to see a very flustered Draco.

"omg, Draco I forgot. Omg.. I'm so sorry,"

"You forgot as well." Draco was relieved. 'lucky me.'

"I'm sorry." They both said at the same time. Then they smiled at each other.

"Do you want to go walk around outside near the lake a bit?"

Hermione smiled, took hold of his hand and was leaded out of the room. Neither of them noticed the sound of the swishing of a cloak behind them.

The moonlight was dancing on the lake. It was a beautiful night. A night for love, not for confusion and awkwardness.

'Omg. What do I say, what do I say?!!'---Hermione.

'Omg. What do I do, what do I do??!!'---Draco

"Hermione?" He asked in a strangled voice.

"What?"'Real smooth Hermione, real smooth.'

"I think I love you."

"Am I hearing correctly?"

"Hermione, please don't make this harder than it already is." Draco pleaded.

Hermione looked up at him with wondering eyes. 'Does he truly love me???'

"I love you too." 'OMG. Why did I say that?'

"I won't let this happen, Hermione." A voice from the shadows rang out.

A boy shrugged off an Invisibility Cloak and came forward into the light.

Hermione gasped.

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