~*Life isn't just a walk in the park*~
Hey again everybody! I'M BACK!!!! And I am very sorry at the length of time it took me to update this thing again…. Naughty writer, naughty writer… Though I must say I am also ashamed at how short my last chapter was… please forgive me!!!!! I beg of you. I would also like to thank all of my wonderful reviewers!! I hope that you continue to enjoy my story and that you keep reviewing it!!! You comments help me make it better! There are some twists to come in the next few chapters and it should improve from there.. Considering that my writers block seems to have disappeared! Anyway, if you have time, you should read this book.. *The Wayfarer Redemption* it is amazing and very good! Have fun with this chapter and keep laughing! Review if you have time! Thanks!
~*Hermione Granger-Malfoy!*~
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~*Chapter Eight!*~
They appeared a few moment later in a little muggle town, a muggle town that Hermione knew quite well actually. They had fallowed her to the town she was born… She had come here with one purpose in mind… to kill the people her uncle hadn't been capable of.. But there was only one fault in this plan of hers. When she arrived at her old house, it was deserted.. They had left for their old mansion… and Hermione didn't know where it was. If her parents were as clever as she was, they would have made it impenetrable, and unplotable, foiling any plan that came into Hermione's mind. So she double back on her steps and went over to join her fellow death eaters in the destruction of as many muggle homes, stores, and muggles as she possibly could.
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Draco wasn't really enjoying himself.. He had never really wanted to become a death eater and he had thought that when Harry had killed Voldemort, he would have been freed. Then there was this new "Master" that he had to serve. He didn't know who it was, or even if it was a man or a woman. The person acted every bit as mean or as powerful as the Dark Lord, but they were different. There was something familiar about the person that he couldn't place. Something that he had seen somewhere else before. Looking behind him, he saw the new "Master" cast a spell that blasted a house to smithereens when a glimmer of green caught his eye. It wasn't uncommon for men to wear jewellery, so it didn't tell him the gender of the person, but yet that familiarity still remained. Being the person that he was, he was determined to find out, who, and what, the new leader was, so that he could destroy the last remaining link, and free the world from a second evil….
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Just as Hermione was getting more and more into the feelings of hatred and the bloodlust of killing, she heard a popping sound nearby. In an instant she had called out to her death eaters, in her masked voice, to tell them to disparate. There were about a hundred pops, and they were gone.
Returning to the field where they had previously congregated, she then put a finger to her necklace and felt the familiar tug and a moment later, she tumbled onto the floor of her room. She was so happy that she had taken the apparition test that summer, and even happier that Lucius had thought of a way that she would be able to get out of the castle, seeing as how you can't apparate within the castle walls. After the adrenaline from the battle finally abated, she collapsed onto her bed, wearing her new green silk pyjama's, and fell immediately into a deep, deep sleep.
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Draco walked into his room after he had put away his broom in the common room closet. He had had permission to get his apparition test that summer, he and Hermione had received special permission from Dumbledore as yet another reward for their outstanding marks the previous year. And for that he would be forever thankful, seeing as how his father had always been on his case. Pressuring him day after day to follow in his footstep and become a faithful follower of the dark lord, which in all honesty, made his skin crawl just thinking about it. And now that he had time to think, there was something odd going on with Hermione Riddle. She had been acting very peculiarly. Draco had become suspicious of her quick change, and her withdrawal from her long time friends of Potter and Weasley. As much as he hated them, it was hard to see her treating them that way, the pained look in their eyes after their last encounter, had left Draco in a word, speechless. He had always admired their friendship, wondering why he had never found himself anybody who cared for his as much as those three cared for each other, which had prompted him to behave the way he had. He had been jealous. And truth be told, he was wondering what had happened to her that summer, and he was going to try his best to figure it out so that he could try to push them back together. He didn't want to see her become as he had, cold, friendless, and miserable…..
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