Allied Hearts

Chapter One-Princess?

Hermione was born with a special tattoo. She thought it was given to her when she was young. Once while she was young she asked her parents what it meant. They told her that it wasn't important and to forget about it, and always keep it hidden.

She was confused at first but she was always one to follow her father's orders. She always kept it hidden and she never spoke of it again. When she was eleven she got a letter from Hogwarts. Where she has been happily attending for the last 6 years.

Draco was born with a similar mark, a Fierce Dragon. But his family never hid the fact that he was a Dragon form him Draco loved the fact that he was a Dragon, knowing he would be respected and honored wherever he went.

Present day

Hermione walked swiftly down the hall back to the Gryffidor tower. It was cold and creepy into the dark corridors of Hogwarts. She wasn't supposed to be out this late. She didn't want to be caught by Flinch or Ms, Norris. As a prefect she wasn't supposed to break the rules and she would never make Head Girl if she broke the rules.

She was walking so fast that she didn't see the dark shadowy character in front of her. With a thud she fell to the ground.

" I'm sorry I wasn't looking where I was going."

" Watch where your going girl."

She reached down to pick up her books and the sleeve if her robe moved up to reveal her mark. The man stood up with the look of utter shock in his eyes. Then reached down to help her.

" My Princess a thousand apologizes. I did not realize."

She looked up from her books and looked at him.

" What are you talking about? Did you just call me Princess?"

" Yes, I did. My lady your mother and father have sent me here to collect you."

" They would have owled me to tell me you were coming so tell me who are you?"

" Not your adopted parents your real parents."

" I'm sorry I think that you may have me mistaken with someone else."

No I saw the mark. On your right arm. You are the one that we have been looking for."

" I don't know what you're talking about."

Before he could answer she ran off down the corridor towards the Gryffindor tower. She had never run that fast in her life. She didn't tell Ron or Harry about what had happened. She knew how they would react.

When she got back to the Gryffindor common room every one had gone to sleep. All except Harry and Ron. They were playing chess by the fire. She pulled her books closer to her chest and walked swiftly past them. Not really wanting to talk to them right now. She just wanted to sleep.

As she walked past them they both looked up at her confused. She always talked to them when she came back from the library. Once she was upstairs and out of view Ron looked back at Harry.

" Harry what do you think is the matter with Hermione. She doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

" I haven't the foggiest."

While upstairs Hermione walked into her bathroom and looked at the mirror. She had her hair pulled back pulled back in a neatly placed bun. And was wearing a little make up.

Compared to her first year at Hogwarts Hermione looked completely different. Her hair was straighter and longer. Her hair was also a nice shinny bronze. She was taller and after having braces for a year she now had a perfect smile.

She let her hair down which she rarely did. She combed it and removed her make up then changed into her pajamas. While brushing her teeth she kept thinking of what the man had said, about her being a princess.

She knew it could not be possible. She was muggle born. And true she did have a mark on her arm that she couldn't explain. And she didn't look a thing like her parent's. But even the thought of them lying to her made her grimace.

She decided to forget what the old man had said. She climbed into her bed and fell asleep.

At the other end of Hogwarts in the Slytherin tower, Draco Malfoy lay awake pondering what he could possible do with the power that he now had. Thru that his father had given him strict orders that he was not to say a word about this to anyone. But Draco was never one to follow orders.

Draco has changed considerably since his first year. His hair was still icy blond. His eyes were bluer now. He was all, and very muscular. There wasn't an ounce of fat on him. Playing Quidditch had done well for him.

But his mind kept drifting to a certain girl that he had strange feeling for. He could see her perfect face when he closed his eyes. Her hair shimmering in the sun, and her chocolate brown eyes sparkling at him.

He slowly drifted to sleep dreaming about this mysterious girl.

I the morning when Hermione woke up she looked over at her clock 5:30. It was to early for her to get up. She didn't need to be up for another three hours. As hard as she tried she still couldn't fall back to sleep.

So she decided that she was going to go to the library and get some reading done. On her way there she walked through the exact place that she had ran into the man the night before.

While she was reading a book on Potions she felt a strange presents behind her. But before she could react. The same man that had bumped into her the night before grabbed her covering her mouth. Muttering some words. She had never heard them before. But before she could react she blacked out.