A/N: OoOoOoOoH a new chapter already. I'm having a bit of a writer's
block, I know exactly where I'm going in fact I have the last chapter
written already... I just don't know how to get there. So bear with me you
guys. Thanks. And I wasn't going to bring them back, but I had a request
to, so back again.... HARRY AND DRACO!
Harry: At least you give us cookies, Slythe tends to smack us around...
Draco: Yeah ::rubs head::
Me: Stop being mean you guys.... and just read the damn reviews there's only a few....
Harry: Mary Lee: What!? I'd never hurt Hermione. I love her!
Me: Harry, wrong story again...
Harry: ::blushes:: Umm, right. If I know my Hermione, she's cooking up something good.
Draco: Neko the Hanyou and Merimeet: Lisa says thanks for reviewing and to Neko she says there's tons of stories out there where she is, but she's glad that her's is the first you came across.
Harry: Otaku: You hate me? ::bursts out crying::
Me: I wonder if thats why... I might I'm not sure. I don't know how well it will fit. ::hands Draco last review:: You were requested for this one...
Draco: I was? ::reads review:: I AM?! Thanks... ~__^
Harry: You make me sick..
Me: Thanks again guys, and tell Slythe she's gotta update.... I'm dying over here.
((Harry and Draco brought to you by Slytherin-nette.... go read her amazing stories))
Chapter 8 - Business, Potions, and a Ball
Narcissa Malfoy and Rhiannon Wrage sat outside on the veranda of Riddle Manor catching up with each other.
"You know," Narcissa started, "Now that Hermione is back... do you suppose the betroval will go on as it was planned?"
"I suppose it would," Rhiannon said sipping her tea. "Oh wouldn't that be wonderful Cissa? After all these years, we'd be in-laws!"
"And have some little ones to spoil rotten!" Narcissa added with a giggle.
However on the other side of the manor, in Tom's study, sat a very astute Lucius while Tom paced the floor. They had been discussing Tom's glorious return to power, as was often there topic of conversation.
"She must be involved in it somehow," Tom said lowly.
"Hermione?" Lucius questioned, "But how do you even know that she will remain loyal to you, Master? She has, after all, been Potter's friend for six years."
"I understand your concern Lucius, but I have a feeling that once Potter learns who she really is, he won't hesitate to turn his back on her. If I know her, she won't take that well at all. If she is anything like me, she will not stand for being humilated."
* * *
"Those jerks," Hermione choked out between sobs, "I didn't really think that they would turn their backs on me. Though I guess it makes sense..." she trailed off.
Draco whipped the tears from her eyes and kissed the tip of her nose, "Hermione, forget them. That was the old you, the mudblood. It's not you anymore. They aren't part of you anymore. They should have never been in the first place."
Hermione stopped crying, looking into Draco's silver eyes, she realized something. Something the old her would never have admitted, he was right.
* * *
Albus Dumbledore sat in his office. He knew of course, as he knew almost everything. He knew that any moment now, Hermione and Draco would come walking through his door, and she would explain everything to him that he already knew, and that his head girl would be resorted. And for the first time in Hogwarts' history, both head boy and girl would be from Slytherin.
It had been him that night of course, that took Hermione from her mother to the orphanage. He was the one tat had put all of those charms on her, no other wizard but her father would have had the power to have done it. And he knew, being the clever little witch she was, that she would eventually find out it was all his doing.
"Professor?" he heard her call, marching in with Mr. Malfoy as he has expected her to.
"Ah, Miss Riddle, was expecting you," he said.
Hermione looked shocked as Draco did, "You know?" Draco asked.
"Mr. Malfoy, as I am sure you are aware of, I know almost everything that goes on in the wizarding world."
"So then you must understand why I want to ask you to be," Hermione began.
"Resorted?" Dumbledore finished for her and she nodded.
Albus took the hat down from it's resting place on the shelf, and placed it on Hermione's head without a word.
'Ah, Ms. Riddle. Ms. Granger before were you not?' the hat asked, 'No matter, you were in Gryffindor once... I say... SLYTHERIN.'
Dumbledore frowned taking the hat off of Hermione smiling face.
* * *
After leaving Dumbledore's office, Hermione and Draco, much to almost every passer by's shock, held hands walking towards the Heads dormitories.
"I can't believe he knew," she said.
"I can't believe we expected him not to."
* * *
The next morning started with Hermione's least favorite class, potions. Though she suspected now that she was a Slytherin, that would change. She and Draco entered together and she sat down next to him. It was only when she looked up and stopped mumbling to Draco, that she noticed the odd look she was receiving from Snape.
"Ms. Granger," he growled, "Would you care to explain?"
"Professor Snape, apparently you are not in the know," she said standing up confidently, "My name isn't Granger anymore. It's Riddle. And I'm in Slytherin now," she added with a smirk.
If it was possible, Snape's face got paler. The shocked expression on his face was enough to make the entire class, with the exception of Hermione, who was still standing and smirking, giggle.
"Well then," he stuttered, "Ms. Riddle, if you would be so kind as to sit down, we can began the lesson..."
With that Hermione sat down and class began.
* * *
Narcissa and Rhiannon burst into Tom's study, where Lucius and Tom had still been discussing his plans.
"Tom, darling," Rhiannon said, "Cissa and I were talking, and we think it would be a good idea to have a ball."
"A ball?" Lucius asked.
"Yes," Cissa replied, "A ball. Not only to announce the return of the Dark Lord's only daughter and heir, but always to announce the engagement of Draco and Hermione."
The room was silent awaiting for Tom's reaction. After a few seconds he smiled. "What a wonderful idea..."
"Too bad they don't know they are engaged..." Lucius added quietly.
* * *
In the Heads common room, Hermione sat snuggled up against Draco, sleeping. While Draco sat, holding he tightly, watching her breath and silently falling in love.
Harry: At least you give us cookies, Slythe tends to smack us around...
Draco: Yeah ::rubs head::
Me: Stop being mean you guys.... and just read the damn reviews there's only a few....
Harry: Mary Lee: What!? I'd never hurt Hermione. I love her!
Me: Harry, wrong story again...
Harry: ::blushes:: Umm, right. If I know my Hermione, she's cooking up something good.
Draco: Neko the Hanyou and Merimeet: Lisa says thanks for reviewing and to Neko she says there's tons of stories out there where she is, but she's glad that her's is the first you came across.
Harry: Otaku: You hate me? ::bursts out crying::
Me: I wonder if thats why... I might I'm not sure. I don't know how well it will fit. ::hands Draco last review:: You were requested for this one...
Draco: I was? ::reads review:: I AM?! Thanks... ~__^
Harry: You make me sick..
Me: Thanks again guys, and tell Slythe she's gotta update.... I'm dying over here.
((Harry and Draco brought to you by Slytherin-nette.... go read her amazing stories))
Chapter 8 - Business, Potions, and a Ball
Narcissa Malfoy and Rhiannon Wrage sat outside on the veranda of Riddle Manor catching up with each other.
"You know," Narcissa started, "Now that Hermione is back... do you suppose the betroval will go on as it was planned?"
"I suppose it would," Rhiannon said sipping her tea. "Oh wouldn't that be wonderful Cissa? After all these years, we'd be in-laws!"
"And have some little ones to spoil rotten!" Narcissa added with a giggle.
However on the other side of the manor, in Tom's study, sat a very astute Lucius while Tom paced the floor. They had been discussing Tom's glorious return to power, as was often there topic of conversation.
"She must be involved in it somehow," Tom said lowly.
"Hermione?" Lucius questioned, "But how do you even know that she will remain loyal to you, Master? She has, after all, been Potter's friend for six years."
"I understand your concern Lucius, but I have a feeling that once Potter learns who she really is, he won't hesitate to turn his back on her. If I know her, she won't take that well at all. If she is anything like me, she will not stand for being humilated."
* * *
"Those jerks," Hermione choked out between sobs, "I didn't really think that they would turn their backs on me. Though I guess it makes sense..." she trailed off.
Draco whipped the tears from her eyes and kissed the tip of her nose, "Hermione, forget them. That was the old you, the mudblood. It's not you anymore. They aren't part of you anymore. They should have never been in the first place."
Hermione stopped crying, looking into Draco's silver eyes, she realized something. Something the old her would never have admitted, he was right.
* * *
Albus Dumbledore sat in his office. He knew of course, as he knew almost everything. He knew that any moment now, Hermione and Draco would come walking through his door, and she would explain everything to him that he already knew, and that his head girl would be resorted. And for the first time in Hogwarts' history, both head boy and girl would be from Slytherin.
It had been him that night of course, that took Hermione from her mother to the orphanage. He was the one tat had put all of those charms on her, no other wizard but her father would have had the power to have done it. And he knew, being the clever little witch she was, that she would eventually find out it was all his doing.
"Professor?" he heard her call, marching in with Mr. Malfoy as he has expected her to.
"Ah, Miss Riddle, was expecting you," he said.
Hermione looked shocked as Draco did, "You know?" Draco asked.
"Mr. Malfoy, as I am sure you are aware of, I know almost everything that goes on in the wizarding world."
"So then you must understand why I want to ask you to be," Hermione began.
"Resorted?" Dumbledore finished for her and she nodded.
Albus took the hat down from it's resting place on the shelf, and placed it on Hermione's head without a word.
'Ah, Ms. Riddle. Ms. Granger before were you not?' the hat asked, 'No matter, you were in Gryffindor once... I say... SLYTHERIN.'
Dumbledore frowned taking the hat off of Hermione smiling face.
* * *
After leaving Dumbledore's office, Hermione and Draco, much to almost every passer by's shock, held hands walking towards the Heads dormitories.
"I can't believe he knew," she said.
"I can't believe we expected him not to."
* * *
The next morning started with Hermione's least favorite class, potions. Though she suspected now that she was a Slytherin, that would change. She and Draco entered together and she sat down next to him. It was only when she looked up and stopped mumbling to Draco, that she noticed the odd look she was receiving from Snape.
"Ms. Granger," he growled, "Would you care to explain?"
"Professor Snape, apparently you are not in the know," she said standing up confidently, "My name isn't Granger anymore. It's Riddle. And I'm in Slytherin now," she added with a smirk.
If it was possible, Snape's face got paler. The shocked expression on his face was enough to make the entire class, with the exception of Hermione, who was still standing and smirking, giggle.
"Well then," he stuttered, "Ms. Riddle, if you would be so kind as to sit down, we can began the lesson..."
With that Hermione sat down and class began.
* * *
Narcissa and Rhiannon burst into Tom's study, where Lucius and Tom had still been discussing his plans.
"Tom, darling," Rhiannon said, "Cissa and I were talking, and we think it would be a good idea to have a ball."
"A ball?" Lucius asked.
"Yes," Cissa replied, "A ball. Not only to announce the return of the Dark Lord's only daughter and heir, but always to announce the engagement of Draco and Hermione."
The room was silent awaiting for Tom's reaction. After a few seconds he smiled. "What a wonderful idea..."
"Too bad they don't know they are engaged..." Lucius added quietly.
* * *
In the Heads common room, Hermione sat snuggled up against Draco, sleeping. While Draco sat, holding he tightly, watching her breath and silently falling in love.