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Chapter 3: Dun dun dun!!!

         We then left the Three Broomsticks and walked out into the cold windy night. I was so cold I didn't even bring my sweater; I'm so intelligent.

"Where are we going Malfoy?"

"We're going to get some information on Potty's new whereabouts. He moves from place to place every 3 days so that no one can track him down. Not even his own Death Eaters know where he is half the time," he answered not looking at me.

"Oh I see." I began to shiver it was really cold and this place must have been really far because it didn't look like we were going to be stopping any time soon. "Um… why don't we take a portkey or something? Or is this place close?"

"No this place isn't close and no we can't take a portkey because Potty's got a guard at everyone of them," he spitted out the information with annoyance.

 "Sorry if I haven't been around to know everything like you Malfoy," I snapped.

With that we went into silence till we got to an alley with an obscene structure in the middle of it. Then Malfoy walked right up to it, took out his wand, and tapped on it 3 times. Then a doorway appeared and a small peephole in the door opened. The man on the other side asked, "What's the password?" " Blood of Shadows," Malfoy answered. With that the door opened and the man took Malfoy's coat and said "Welcome back sir! We haven't seen you in a while. We all thought you had died in an accident with He-Who-Has-Betrayed-Us. But I'm happy to see you're alive sir, and with pleasant company." The man then turned all of his attention to me, "Hello my name is Mortimer Watson, I'm one of the Originals of the Rebel's Alliance. Who are you?"

"I'm Hermione Granger, …"

 "The Hermione Granger?" Mortimer interrupted. "You mean the girl who was with He-Who-Has-Betrayed-Us at his final moments before joining He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named (a/n: tongue twister yes I kno…LoL)?"

" Um…yes I'm her. Why is that a big deal," I asked in an annoyed tone.

"You haven't told her then sir? You haven't told her of her responsibility, duty, and curse?"

Malfoy then looked at Mortimer with a face of betrayal, and then shifted towards me, put his hand on my shoulder, and then told me the thing that I cringe in hearing every time it's said.

"Granger you um…"

"What is it Malfoy just say it already," I spat out impatiently.

"Hermione you are the descendant of Salazar Slytherin, Potter's looking for you."

"So what? What's the big deal about that," I had recently learned my heritage of having squib parents. My father is a descendant of Salazar Slytherin. 

"Let me continue, if you and Potty produce an heir this child will mean destruction for anyone Potter decides to destroy."

"So you're saying that I'm the bringer of the world's destruction," I asked in disbelief, "I'm the mother of the APOCALYPSE (a/n: dun dun dun!!!)?"

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         "Why don't we go somewhere more private to talk about that," Malfoy said leading me upstairs and down through a corridor into a little apartment. It had a bed, a desk in the far corner, a small kitchen, a door to a bathroom, and drawer.

"Nice place Malfoy."

"Thanks Granger."

"Do you want anything to drink? Eat?"

"No thanks. Now tell me more about my being the mother of the apocalypse."

He shifted his stance, "Why don't you sit down, Granger." I sat on the foot of his bed while he took the chair from his desk and sat down. "Well as loud mouth Mortimer downstairs said you have Slytherin blood in you. Don't know how but you do. And it is written in a prophecy that if the Dark Lord, Potter, as a child with the heir of Salazar Slytherin, you, the child will have tremendous powers. He will be incredibly strong and if controlled by Potty he can be used to kill anyone Potty wants and will be indestructible at that time." "Oh I see," I whispered quietly. It all really made sense. When we were in the 6th and 7th year Harry was very different. It was like he was brainwashed or something. He had chosen me over Ginny, and was very possessive too. He barely talked to anyone anymore and even Dumbledore never really looked at him with that spark in his eyes. I quickly shook my head trying to forget those painful memories.

"Malfoy can I ask you a question?"

"Sure what is it Granger?"

"Well you remember when you saved me from all those Death Eaters… Well why did you do that?" Malfoy then blushed a little and combed his hand through his hair.

"It was more of a thing to upset Potter than anything, but I didn't want you to die either Granger," he then rose and went to the kitchen. "Are you sure you don't want anything?" he asked with a tone of concern.

"Yea I'm sure. Just tired," I said yawning.

"Well there aren't any extra rooms because well full house. You can sleep on my bed and I'll just sleep in a cot," he said pulling out the cot from underneath the bed.

"Thank you Draco," I said kicking off my shoes and crawling into the bed.

"For what," he asked drinking his coffee.

"For saving me, a 2nd chance to live, giving me a chance for revenge… You choose."

"Your welcome Gr- Hermione," he said with uncertainty.

"If you need me I'll just be down the hall," Draco said walking out the door.

I then cuddled up to a pillow, and realized it smelled just like him. I began to think of how much he had changed, and how civil he'd become. "Guess that's what war will do to you," I whispered before falling into a deep sleep.

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