( sorry for not writing people, but im in the middle of my holiday.. Anyways im starting on writing up new chapters now though)
It had been a while since the accident in the potions room, but Hermione still stayed in the cat form, it was safer. The holidays were approaching.
" Oh come on now, you will have to get out sooner or later, your back is healed what is the problem ?" Snape asked visibly angry. He could not understand the female mind sometimes.
" She has to go back to her home," Draco muttered where he sat reading a book in an armchair in Snape's dorm.
Snape frowned, they had all agreed on not telling anyone that Hermione actually was a Malfoy, that would surely make her a dead person walking. But he still did not know the truth about Hermione's family, and Draco could not tell anything as he was under a blood oath.
Reluctantly, Hermione transformed back into a human. She did not want to get Snape on her tail, that would be dangerous. Because if Snape had something on you he would use it for what it was worth.
" Anyways, how does the dark mark stuff work?" Hermione asked quietly, " theoretically" she added quickly.
" Well you have to prove yourself to the Dark Lord, and if he sees you as a qualified candidate he will give you a test, and if you manage to do that then he will give you the dark mark" Snape explained.
Hermione nodded and after saying goodnight she went to her dorm. It was still a bit strange to have to go to the Gryffindor dorms, especially as she had gotten to like the Slytherin dorms. But since they had agreed to keep her Pureblood identity a secret then she had no other choice.
To say that the Gryffindors was shocked was the understatement of the year.
" Hermione !" Ron asked and gaped.
" Yes Weasley its me, got any problems maybe you would have wanted me dead !" Hermione snarled, she had to bite the inside of her cheek to not lash out and kill him on the spot.
" No I swear it was the Death Eaters who controlled us I swear."
" Oh.. Ok, sorry I guess I did not think of that one..." she muttered and pushed a few strands of hair behind her ear.
" I'm going to bed at least" she added and went to her room.
Meanwhile Snape was itching in his fingers, this was strange it only happened when he was afraid for someone. Usually it concerned Draco, but the only danger the boy could get in now, was that his hair would light up in flames where he was sleeping on the armchair. Could it be Hermione he was worried about, if so why?
Snape fell asleep having made a plan that would need the help of Draco tomorrow.