This is my first story and I am trying hard to make it flow! Please no flames, but read and review! ** Constructive criticism appreciated!**

Chapter 1

It was summer time and all the young witches and wizards have just returned home from another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Hermione was sad because she wouldn't see her friends all summer. Her parents were taking her to some nearby wizarding village to observe people and so she could acclimatize them to wizards because next summer some friends were coming over to her place.

Next year, Hermione would be starting her 6th year at Hogwarts. She was a Prefect and has received the most O.W.L.'s in Hogwarts history and to celebrate the glorious news, Dumbledore had decided to build a Prefect dorm. This past year they had lived in their house common rooms, only having a Prefect bathroom. But because of her tremendous marks a common room was being built in her honour. Well it was also partially the fact that Draco Malfoy had also received a large number of O.W.L.'s but still less than Hermione. Well the common room was just for Hermione and Draco, while the rest of the Prefects didn't want to live there. So, it was to be dressed in the Gryffindor and Slytherin colours as those were their colours.

Draco and Hermione weren't very happy about the living arrangements because they knew living alone in a secluded place in which her friends couldn't visit. But she would be able to study in peace.

Summer went by quickly and Hermione was really looking forward to going back to school, and on August 30 before she went to bed, her mom asked to talk to her. "Hermione your father and I have something to tell you. We couldn't tell you before this summer. Your father and I are… both wizards. You are a Pureblood, and we will be moving back into our old mansion. We are one of the oldest, richest, and most powerful wizarding families in the world. I'm sorry we didn't tell you before but we refused to join the side of Lord Voldemort and he was after us. We couldn't tell you the truth until after he was killed, which he was by Harry, dear." "Oh my God, you mean? This is great!" yelled Hermione. "I can't be called 'mudblood' this year!"

She kissed her mom on the cheek and gave her father a hug and then ran up to her room to start packing. Hermione had changed a lot over the summer. Her hair had straightened itself and she had had reddish streaks put in her hair. She was really thin and had two holes in each ear and one in the cartilage on the top of her left ear. She had started to wear makeup, but just skin tones and had also filled out through her chest area. She had bought a whole new wardrobe. Until ten minutes ago, she wasn't going to bring it, but then, since she was a purebred and she couldn't be told or teased for being a mudblood she had more confidence in herself. She had planned on going back to her old bookworm style, but being a pureblood was going to make an impact, why not make it a bigger one?

The next morning, Hermione's mom woke her up early so that she could get ready.

In the car on the way to King's Cross station, Mrs. Granger told Hermione that she had sent an owl to Professor Dumbledore and that she had forgotten to tell her something the night before. "Hermione, dear," said Mrs. Granger. "Your last name isn't Granger, it's Riddle. Your father is Voldemort's brother. You will be resorted after the feast. Have fun this year."

She said goodbye to her parents and entered Platform 9¾. Looking around for her friends, she bumped into someone. "I'm sorry," the person said. "Are you ok?" When Hermione came out of her state of shock she felt a pair of strong arms around her bare waist. (She was wearing a hot pink belly top, which showed off her diamond belly button ring.) She slowly looked up to see who had kept her from falling. When she looked she saw a pair of silver eyes. They couldn't belong to anyone but, "Malfoy" she said. "Yes, but how do you know my name?" Draco asked. "Um… because I've gone to school with you for the past six years!" said Hermione.

Realization suddenly passed through his eyes. "Mudblood? Is that you?" "No," she said. "Well it's me but I'm not a mudblood." "Then how are you not a mudblood, may I ask?" responded Draco. "Oh! You'll find out after the sorting with everyone else, I suppose," she said thoughtfully. "Oh and by the way Malfoy, you can let go of me now." "Oh, right then Granger." "My last name isn't really Granger, Malfoy. It never has been really, I guess." "Huh?" said Draco. "What can I call you then? Since you claim you are neither a mudblood or a Granger?" "How about Hermione?" "Well that seems hardly fair, since you call me Malfoy." "Then I'll call you Draco, Draco." "Fine, but only until I find out what your last name really is."

Then Hermione turned to look and left to, again look for her friends. She found her thoughts kept turning back to Draco. 'He has really changed,' she thought. 'He's gotten so *shuddered* hot.' 'No can't think that about Malfoy – no, Draco! No… AHHHHH!'

The Hogwarts Express was leaving in ten minutes, so she decided to board the train and look for her friends on the train. About three steps into the train she again ran into somebody who caught her around the waist with strong arms to steady her. "Watch where you're going Hermione. Or maybe I won't catch you next time." Draco said this with a little smile. Hermione just realized that she had never actually seen him smile before, and that his smile was both captivating and beautiful. "Ok Draco." She then realized that he was still holding on to her. She again looked up into his gray eyes and said "Thanks Draco."

*~* Draco's P.O.V. *~*

Oh my God! At first I was thinking 'who's this beautiful girl?' But then when I realized who, I couldn't bring myself to hate her. I hated to say it but the red streaks, the belly button ring, belly shirt and many earrings made her hot! So ok, I thought 'don't get involved with a mudblood or a Granger' for that matter was, well, shocking. I hadn't

been expecting that.

When I realized I still had my hands around her waist, I mentally slapped myself. Stupid Draco! Stupid! But when she left, I couldn't help but think about her.

But when I ran into her again on the train, I couldn't help but notice how right it felt having her in my arms, and I hoped she felt the same way. 'No!' 'Yes, admit it, you've fallen for Hermione.'

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The rest of the train ride was uneventful. Draco had gone into Ron, Harry, and Hermione's cabin. Ron had yelled "what do you want, Malfoy?" "Not to talk to you Weasle!" Draco had said. "Or you Potter. Dumbledore wanted me to get Hermione." "Coming Draco. Be back later guys!" Ron and Harry's mouths hung open at the use of the first names. When she found Dumbledore she left Draco's company. Dumbledore was waiting for her in the head compartment. Well his head was anyway. He had flooed down to tell Hermione when she was to be resorted.

After having talked to Dumbledore she returned to Harry and Ron's compartment. They had bombarded her with questions about her first name basis with Malfoy. She had simple responded, "you'll find out later."

When they arrived at Hogwarts and had watched the first year's sorting

ceremony. Dumbledore stood up to make his announcements about the rules, or so everyone thought. Well everyone but Hermione and his announcement shocked everyone to the core.

"Hello Students. As you have probably noticed the sorting hat hasn't been moved. As you all know, last year Voldemort was destroyed. A very powerful wizarding family had been hiding since his rise. Their daughter has been in this school since he first year. She had been raised to believe she was muggle born, but in reality she was not. Due to this, the sorting hat made a mistake. This student will be resorted now. I

would ask Hermione Riddle to please come and be resorted."

At this all heads turned to Hermione in a state of shock. She stood slowly and walked up to the sorting hat, and placed it on her head and sat on the stool. It looked through her head and examined her. About a half a minute later the sorting hat yelled "Slytherin."

Everyone was even more shocked at this. Draco was the first to welcome her into the house and told her to sit down beside him.

*~* Draco's P.O.V. *~*

After Dumbledore's announcement, I was really shocked. That meant that she was a Pureblood and that I could admit my feelings to myself because they were no longer forbidden!

Actually, my father would be very pleased because (I assumed this) she was

related to Tom Riddle (Voldemort). Well I guess living with Hermione won't be that bad. *Evil smirk*

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"So, Hermione, how are you?" Draco had said as she sat beside him. "Good Draco! You?" "Good. Have you seen our new common room yet?" "No, you?" "No." "Let's go examine it after dinner," Hermione said. "Ok."

After dinner, Draco and Hermione were announced as school prefects and waited for Dumbledore to show them to their new common room.

They stopped in front of a beautiful portrait of a couple observing a sunset. The young girl asked Hermione and Draco what they wanted. They looked at each other and Draco said, "how about Riddle?" "Sure." "Riddle it is," said the young girl, then swung forward to let them enter. Dumbledore then bid them good night and left them to get settled in.

When they entered, Hermione's jaw dropped open in awe. The common room was decorated in green, black, and silver. There were love seats and chairs all over and there were two desks with their names engraved.

There were two staircases made of dark rosewood which spiralled up on both

sides. They're rooms were at the top with their names engraved in the rosewood doors. The bedrooms were beautiful. The beds were made of dark wood that matched all the furniture. Her four poster bed was in a deep green silk with a beautiful silver snake embroidered in the hangings. It was queen sized. Also there were two doors next each other and one portrait. She opened the portrait and noticed it led to a private library, while it had more books than the normal one. She re entered her room and opened the door beside the portrait. That led to a door which was locked. So, she unlocked and Draco opened the door. "So," she said. "These doors connect our rooms." She turned to leave but stopped when Draco grabbed her wrist. "Hermione, I have question. Do you hate me as much as you've let on?" "No," she said and left.

When she returned to her room, she opened the last remaining door and stood in awe (for the third time that night) at the bathroom before her. It was all marble and there were about 30 different taps with different names. It was as deep as the deep end of a swimming pool. At one end there was a button that said shower on it. She pressed it and the pool-like bath became a large shower. The button then said bath when she went to press it again. After examining the different taps for about an hour she returned to her room to put her things away in her walk in closet.