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Life 12 years ago was perfect, or so it seemed. Hermione Isabelle Betrell was borne to one of the most wealthiest and powerful wizarding family, next to the malfoys of course. Her dad was the right-hand man to the dark lord. Richard Betrell. Her mother, Maria Betrell, was the most beautiful woman any one set eyes on. Maria and Narcissa Malfoy had met during their years at Hogwarts. They knew that one day their little Maya would marry Draco Malfoy and bare an heir.
"Maya?" Asked the then 5-year-old Draco. He heard Hermione giggle behind a tree and started to sneak up to it. Out of nowhere there was an earth- shattering scream. Draco paled and ran the rest of the way to where his Maya was.
"Maya!?" But he was too late. A man-like thing in a white robe had grabbed her and apperated before he could get to her.
"NOOO!" He stood at the spot Hermione once stood. He looked down to find the bracelet he had given her for Christmas. When Draco had recalled what happened to the family, all had been heartbroken. Draco grew more and more depressed as the days went by. His heart grew cold as stone and he no longer felt love.
12 years later....
"Hermione! You got a letter from your blasted school" Hermione's mother called to her "adopted" daughter.
Hermione now livid in a 2-bedroom apartment with her mother. Her father was sent to prison during her 4 year at hog warts. That's when her mother had changed. Her once loving mother was now a drunken woman you could have cared less about Hermione. After Hermione father was sent to prison she started to hang out with the wrong people. Hermione started to party more, drink, and do drugs. Her once bushy birds nest was now black and flowed to her waist. She got her tongue, eyebrow and bellybutton pierced. She got one of her witch friends to charm her cinnamon eyes to a clear like violet.
"When are you going back to your freak school?" her mom asked coldly.
"Tomorrow" Hermione answered back just as cold. "I need to go shopping for school. I ll just stay in diagon ally until the train leaves."
"Yeah whatever."
Hermione bought all her school supplies with out any problem and was ready to get to school. The train ride was just as boring. Harry and Ron didn't really talk to her as much and Ginny would come and talk to her every now and then. What awaited her at school was not what she was expecting.
Life 12 years ago was perfect, or so it seemed. Hermione Isabelle Betrell was borne to one of the most wealthiest and powerful wizarding family, next to the malfoys of course. Her dad was the right-hand man to the dark lord. Richard Betrell. Her mother, Maria Betrell, was the most beautiful woman any one set eyes on. Maria and Narcissa Malfoy had met during their years at Hogwarts. They knew that one day their little Maya would marry Draco Malfoy and bare an heir.
"Maya?" Asked the then 5-year-old Draco. He heard Hermione giggle behind a tree and started to sneak up to it. Out of nowhere there was an earth- shattering scream. Draco paled and ran the rest of the way to where his Maya was.
"Maya!?" But he was too late. A man-like thing in a white robe had grabbed her and apperated before he could get to her.
"NOOO!" He stood at the spot Hermione once stood. He looked down to find the bracelet he had given her for Christmas. When Draco had recalled what happened to the family, all had been heartbroken. Draco grew more and more depressed as the days went by. His heart grew cold as stone and he no longer felt love.
12 years later....
"Hermione! You got a letter from your blasted school" Hermione's mother called to her "adopted" daughter.
Hermione now livid in a 2-bedroom apartment with her mother. Her father was sent to prison during her 4 year at hog warts. That's when her mother had changed. Her once loving mother was now a drunken woman you could have cared less about Hermione. After Hermione father was sent to prison she started to hang out with the wrong people. Hermione started to party more, drink, and do drugs. Her once bushy birds nest was now black and flowed to her waist. She got her tongue, eyebrow and bellybutton pierced. She got one of her witch friends to charm her cinnamon eyes to a clear like violet.
"When are you going back to your freak school?" her mom asked coldly.
"Tomorrow" Hermione answered back just as cold. "I need to go shopping for school. I ll just stay in diagon ally until the train leaves."
"Yeah whatever."
Hermione bought all her school supplies with out any problem and was ready to get to school. The train ride was just as boring. Harry and Ron didn't really talk to her as much and Ginny would come and talk to her every now and then. What awaited her at school was not what she was expecting.