Hay, so I've had a few questions asked. So here are my answers-
Parvati48- yes that does. I just don't like writing those scenes.
DanRadcliffe5666- Snape, her brothers, and the older Order members knows. The rest all think that she ran away. Voldermort doesn't know.
And to everyone that wants to know if everybody will find out if Mia is Hermione, all will be revealed.
I stayed in my room for the next day. I even ignored Narcissa. Lucius spent the whole of five minutes trying to get me out. Then declared that I was old enough to stay in my room if I wanted, but I had to go and see him by the end of the holidays to talk about my mission. I didn't go. Draco spent the whole day sitting outside me room, talking about absolute nothing, just talking. I laid on my bed all day listening to his voice. Well, I spent a few minutes writing a brief reply to McGonagall. I told her that I may be able to get away, but I didn't know. I would try and if I did I would owl her. But I made no promises.
"It's dinner, Mia," Draco called from the opposite side of the door, I ignored him. "I've told the elf's not to bring anything into you, if you were hoping to get them to bring you something!" He called, his voice light. I sighed and closed my eyes for a second, before opening them and sitting up on my bed.
I walked over to my door and opened it, to see Draco sitting on the floor next to the door, his back leaning against the wall. He scrambled upwards when he saw me, coming to stand in front of me. "Dinner?" I asked, going to move past him
"Isn't for another hour. We need to talk," Draco pushed me backwards, before re-shutting my door and locking it. I stood about two meters away from him with my arms crossed, sending daggers at him with my eyes "What happened last night?" He asked, ignoring the look. I shrugged at him. "I need words here, Mia. What happened?" He looked so hurt, so defeated.
"I asked why you were with me, and you answered because of my body. How do you think I felt?"
"I was joking."
"I know." I whispered, going to sit on my bed
"Then why did you freak?" I told him. I told him all about what had happened with Voldemort and what he wanted me to do.
"Oh, Merlin. Mia, I'm sorry." I smiled at him. He had come and sat beside me during my story, and was now holding me to him. "What are you going to do?"
"I have to do it. He has too many ways to know if I don't." Draco sighed into my hair, pulling me closer.
"I know you do."
"So that means that to the rest of the school, at least, we have to break up. I'm pretty sure that the Slytherins will be OK with it all, obviously they won't know what is going on, but they shouldn't say anything."
"They won't. According to Pansy, we are the power couple of Slytherin." I laughed slightly, burying closure to him "So, to the school, me and you will be split up, and you will get with Potter. To Slytherin you are with me and Potter. To our friends?"
"Well he never said I couldn't tell anyone. So I was thinking that I could tell them. But only them. I don't want to anger him."
"Sounds clever enough to me."
Three days later and we were getting ready to hold our second ball. A New Year's Eve ball. Narcissa was excited, Lucius was the same as always and Draco was trying to stay out the way. Me? I was staying with Cissy, already having a plan in my head. The first thing she needed, that meant going out of the manor, I would go. I would go and meet the Order. And I wasn't waiting for long.
We were sitting on Cissy's patio, rolls of parchment all around us. "Dear, do you think you could go to Diagon Alley and pick up the dress robes? I would usually get them delivered, but the delivery girl has known connections with the Zabini's. I don't want to chance her knowing my outfit." I laughed, jumping for joy on the inside
"I would love to. Besides, I need a few things myself."
"Perfect, dear." I smiled at Narcissa and left. Smiling the way to my room, where I wrote to McGonagall.
Going to Diagon Alley today. On my own. Meet? Reply ASAP
-Mia
"Gypsy!" I waited a second, before she appeared "Could you take this to McGonagall? Wait for her reply." Gypsy disappeared, and I turned to my wardrobe. Picking up a dark purple robe and slipping it on.
"Gypsy is back miss."
"That was quick," I commented taking the letter "Could you tell Draco I'm going to Diagon Alley and I'll see him when I get back? Thanks."
Meet Remus Lupin at the Leaky Cauldron at noon. He will take you somewhere to talk.
-Proffessor McGonagall
Like the last time, I burnt the letter as soon as I had read it, and then started on my way to Diagon Alley.
The Alley was like it always was at the moment, hardly anyone wandering the streets. Everyone there had a purpose and as soon as they had full filled that purpose they would get home, to their families. I walked like anyone else in that Alley, quickly.
No one said anything to me as I entered the store that I needed, and the only time they did talk to me was when I was at the till, buying the shoes I had decided would be perfect for a cover story, and picking up the robes that Narcissa wanted me to.
After this was done I started making my way to the Leaky Cauldron. As the Alley was so deserted, slipping into the pub was easy to do without being noticed, it also helped that everyone was so concerned with their own business that they didn't bother with anyone else's.
Once in the pub I spent a moment to observe the room, taking everyone one in as my eyes scanned for any danger that might be lurking in the shadows. There weren't any, but there was a Professor Lupin. I had to bite back my smile as I walked over to him. He looked worse than when I had last seen him, the war taking its toll on the werewolf. "Hello, Professor," I said, smiling up at the father figure. "How have you been?" I questioned,
"Fine, thank you. Yourself?"
"Missing you," I replied
"We should be off." He said, moving away from the wall, and leading the way out of the pub, into a side street so he could apparate us to the top step of Grimmauld Place.
"Are they all here?" I questioned, once I had got my landing and the door was open.
"Yes," He replied, throwing his arm around my shoulders to give me a one armed hug.
It looked exactly the same as it did before I left, even the dust looked the same. I followed Lupin into the Kitchen.
The kitchen was packed full of Order members, all, obviously, waiting for me. All the Weasleys, except Percy, were there, along with Moody, Harry, Sirius, McGonagall, Kings and my dad. I smiled when I saw him, happy to extreme measures. I giggled slightly and ran to him, letting him wrap me in a hug. "Dad."
"Hay." He replied, kissing my head. When I had pulled away, I turned to the room, to find them all facing me.
"What's she doing here?" Ginny snapped, eyeing me with disgust.
"She's here to help us." Kingsley replied. I looked over at him and smiled. I was itching to be able to hug some of the men in this room, to tell them how much I had missed them. But I had to keep up appearances in front of some of the younger Order members.
I moved forward, coming to stand between Sirius and Remus, facing Ron, Ginny and Harry "I think we all got off on the wrong foot. I was hoping we would be able to start again?" I asked, trying to give them my best innocent yet regretful look.
"Sure." Harry said, not pausing. The others didn't answer me.
"I think it's best if you all left." Mrs Weasley said, looking at her children plus Harry. They all complained, but left, Harry waiting until Sirius ordered him out.
As soon as they were gone and the door was closed, I scratched my itch and took the men in the room into my arms, relishing that I know knew they were safe. For now at least.
"Right, down to business." Snape interrupted, I walked over to him and sat in the chair next to him.
"Yes, some of us have things to do rather than have house elves do it for us," Mrs Weasley sneered at me. I ignored her comment and turned to the rest of the Order.
"I have been given a mission by Voldemort. He wants me to get to Harry, and then break him."
"Break him?"
"Emotionally. Make him fall in love with me, and then dump him," I said, looking at my hands in my lap.
"And, we have decided that it would be best if she went through with this. Knowing what we know about him and his spies."
"We're going to let her break Harry's heart?" Mrs Weasley shouted, standing.
"We have no choice. It has already been decided," Professor McGonagall snapped.
"What! No! You can't! This girl has done nothing but mess everything up! We can't allow this."
"Molly," Mr Weasley warned.
"No! I won't allow this go on any more. What sort of father are you to let your daughter do this?" She asked, turning on Snape
"You think I'm happy with this?" He asked, his eyes flashing "You think I'm happy with putting my daughter in danger? You think I'm happy knowing my daughter may not live to the next meeting?" He spat, standing to face the woman.
"Severus, we know you are not happy with the situation-"
"Not happy!"
"You're not they only one who cares about her!" Remus shouted, a flash of Moony coming through.
"But she is my daughter!" He shouted. I sighed, knowing that there wasn't going to be ending any time soon. I slipped out the room, going off in search of Harry.
I found him, along with Ron and Ginny, in the room I used to call mine. I opened the door, and a blanket of silence fell upon them.
"Erm...hi," I muttered
"What do you want?" Ron snapped at me. His tone snapped me out of my nervous daze, and I had a burst of confidence go through me. They might have been my friends once, and I may be wanting to be friends with them again, but I wouldn't let them talk to me that way.
"I need to talk to Harry."
"We're not letting you get your death eater hands on him. Your probably hand him over or something." Ginny hissed.
"Let's go." Harry said, getting up and walking towards the door.
"What! Harry! No!" Ginny cried
"I trust her." He replied, starring me straight in the eye as he lead the way to the library.
I followed Harry into the room, noting that it looked like no one had even been in here since I had left. We sat next to each other on the sofa, both facing forward "So...?" Harry questioned. I took a moment and then said,
"I've been given a mission." And I went into full detail about what I had to do.
"So, me and you, huh?" He asked with a slight chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.
"We need a plan." I replied, ignoring what he had said.
"What about Draco?" He questioned
"Were going to be together, but only in private, no one but the Slytherin house will know."
"Slytherins?"
"They're going to think that I'm playing you or something. They're loyal though, they won't tell anyone."
"If you say so." Harry said, turning to face me "What's the plan?"
"I was thinking that Draco and I can have a massive public argument. Let the whole school know, without a doubt, that we've split. You will be the one to comfort me."
"That means that the school will probably think that we had sex. So, that means we've got to be comfortable in public together" I stiffened.
"I hadn't thought about that." I muttered
"So, what should we do?"
"I'll get back to you on that."
"Where have you been?" Draco hissed at me, pulling me aside before we went to dinner. I had returned with only enough time to get changed into robes and then head down for dinner.
"Shopping." I replied simply
"For two hours!"
"I'm fine, its fine. Dinner?"
"It's not fine. You disappeared for TWO hours!"
"I was shopping."
"Don't lie to me." He hissed
"I'm not." Draco stared at me, like he was staring into my soul
"Fine," He huffed "Dinner?" I laughed as he offered me his arm.
"Dinner," I agreed.
"Mia, did you have fun shopping?" Lucius asked, once we were seated and started on our dinner.
"Yes. Got some gorgeous shoes," I replied, acting the girly girlfriend
"Did you get the robes?" He asked
"There in your closet." I nodded
"Goody." Cissy smiled at me.
"Draco?" We were lying on my bed, snuggled under the covers.
"Yes baby girl?" Draco asked, kissing my head
"I've been thinking...with Harry...we're going to have to make it look realistic."
"Realistic?" he asked
"Kissing, holding hands that sort of stuff."
"Do you have to?"
"Yes." I replied, hating I was doing this to him.
"I suppose I have to deal with it then." I said, sounding defeated, "One thing though."
"What's that?"
"Hands?"
"I suppose he can..."
"Arse. He can have your arse." Draco said, as if he was giving away his wand.
"Nothing else?" I laughed, trying to lighten the mood
"No." He said, pulling me to him "So that means, he can't do this?" He put his hand on my stomach
"Maybe?" I replied, unsure. He moved me so my back was against him chest, both his hands on my stomach.
"But he can't do this?" He asked, moving his left hand up so that it was palming me breast through the top that I wore to bed (which happened to be one of his old ones).
"No." I moaned
"So, these are mine?" He asked, pinching my nipple. I moaned, arching into his hand.
"Yes."
"Good." He moved his other hand down, his left switching breasts so I couldn't see what he was doing to me, although I had a pretty good idea. Without warning, he moved from behind me, making me fall onto my back. I squeaked, and then looked at Draco, who was now towering over me. He lowered his head to mine.
We moaned, we felt, we loved. The night was perfect. I couldn't have wished for anything better.