Hello and thanx to everyone that reviewed I am glad that you enjoyed that chapter. It was suppose to be longer but I decided that it was a good place to stop.

Well now enough about that! On with chapter 2

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~Her Present~

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Hermione had finally come of age in the wizarding world; she was now 17. She had received all of the information from her natural father from a dream. They were always dreams. She told her parents about it and they said they knew that one day he would tell her everything. She could never hug her father in her dreams like she could in the physical world. She had been found on the Granger's doorstep and they took her without hesitation.

Well enough about that. It was only a month before she went back to the school she knew so well. She hadn't yet shopped her needs! Well plenty of time still…

She had to send word to Ron and Harry to ask when they could go to Diagon Alley. Or….She could Aparate! 'Yes I will' she thought evilly for it was 6:30 in the morning during the summer. They couldn't possibly be up yet. With a malicious grin oh her face and a loud crack! She was gone.

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Hermione appeared in Harry's room. She looked around the medium sized room with new prison bars reinstalled. She waked over to his sleeping form quietly and careful not to bump into anything. She levitated above his bed where he laid, and conjured a bucket of water. 'No that would be to mean…but it would be funny!' she thought.

Splash! Was followed by an 'Ahhhhhhh!'

The now drenched Harry looked around to see who the culprit was, but to no avail. He then heard giggling from above to find that it came form no other than the little devil herself. Literally! Yes, he knew. She had told him after Voldemort returned. He had been shocked…yeah….uh….duh! But he quickly got over it. Anything for her….

He knew it didn't matter. Ron also knew and the headmaster, but no one else. I mean after the wizarding world found out about the alliance between the devils and the Death Eaters….Well no  one had very much respect for the devils anymore.

Going back to the little giggling devil…..

"HERMIONE! Please the Dursley's are asleep! What are you trying to do? Get me kicked out?!" he hissed thoroughly vexed.

Hermione stopped giggling and floated down to the messy haired boy…excuse me….MAN! That's another topic though….

"Well no…but even if I did, it would be doing you a favor. I told you, you could live with me. Ron told you the same thing! But you never did listen to good advice!" she said playfully.

Harry groaned. It was too early for a woman's crazy antics. He felt her push him as he laid back down and TRIED to go to sleep. Good God!!

"What Mione?! I am very sleepy right now. See I am in my bed and pj's can you get the hint?" he now said in a bitter tone.

Hermione sent him a glare of  'I am not stupid'. "Well, all I wanted to ask was when you were going to Diagon Alley." she asked haughtily.

Harry saw red.

He got up and started to wake the whole neighborhood.

"You wake me up at the BUTTCRACK OF DAWN to ask when I am going to Diagon Alley?!! Gods Hermione you could've written or asked when hmmm….maybe when I would be AWAKE!!!" he roared.

Now the only thought in his mind was when would the Dursley's wake? Hermione sensed his analysis of the loud event that had just erupted.

"Don't worry…I put a Silencing Charm in the room. So ….When are we going?" she asked suppressing a grin.

She saw her friend's face contort with anger then he sighed. "Today. Good God Hermione you really could have come later." He mumbled.

She caught every word and couldn't help but comment.

"Yes I thoroughly agree. You see its not that you don't look sexy in your boxers, but I tough you would at least date me before we would make love." She said in mock shock.

Harry looked down at his attire and blushed. The statement that Hermione made sunk in and he blushed more. Since when did darling little Hermione know how to make a man blush?

"Alright I'll leave now…I have to ask Ron anyway. Be there at two o'clock, no later."

With that she disappeared and Harry was left shaking his head and wondering when Hermione had gotten all crazy.

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"Really Ron! You really mean it?! Oh I can't believe you finally asked! Yes! My answer is yes!" the brown haired angel answered.

I can't believe it! She said yes! Whoa…I now have a girlfriend!

"Great Hermione! Don't worry I won't let you down." He said jubilantly. Wow!

Hermione was batting her eyelashes and had an expectant look on her face. She obviously was waiting for something……What? OH! Realization kicked Ron in the ass.

He walked closer to her and he could see her start to blush. He was really close to her soft rose pink lips…

"Oh Ron…"

"Ron…"

"RON!"

Flwoomp! That hurt. "What? What Hermione? I was sleeping You know the thing you do at the bed with the covers and the PJ'." Ron said groggily, but yet so ….Friendly.

"Cheese and rice Ron! Its only 6:45 in the morning, the day's half gone! But anyway…When are you going to Diagon Alley? Me and Harry are set for r 2 o'clock sharp. You agree?" Hermione said stifling a giggle as Ron got back up to his bed. But she noticed something was missing….

"AHHHHH! HERMIONE TURN AROUND!" he shrieked.

Gods! Why did men have to sleep in either boxers or in the NUDE?…In this case…nude. Arg…

"Why do you and Harry sleep in either boxers or in the nude? Really what is the point?"

She turned around as Ron crept back into his bed.

"Well we usually don't entertain women this early or when we sleep and if we did…I think we'd know about it."

Hermione rolled her eyes. Alright. Fine…anyway.

"Well when are you going today? To Diagon Alley? Harry and me are to be there at two. It would be nice if you could acquiesce to that." Hermione said under a controlled, but very short temper. 

Ron narrowed his eyes. "I see you're finally becoming the devil that you are." Outside he was sneering, inside he was grinning.

Hermione dismissed his comment with a wave of her hand and asked again.

Ron rolled on his side so that his back was to Hermione. "Fine I'll acquiesce. Just go away and let me SLEEP!" he grumbled.

Hermione smiled deviously and said her goodbyes, which took forever.

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King Mundus was very happy to have seen his daughter, though he was thoroughly worried. His daughter was of age and she was beautiful; a splitting image of her mother. Ever since Voldemort had risen again he had been more careful about when to contact her in her dreams. He had taught her everything she ever needed to know about her true heritage. Today he had urgent business. He had figured out that Voldemort was seeking Hermione to carry out his original plans.

Mundus wanted to go to the headmaster of her school to speak with him about this matter.

He walked down the corridor of his palace and called or George. The small man rushed in.

"Yes sire?" he asked breathless. Mundus smiled. This man had gone through hell for him.

"Yes George I just wanted to say that I will be out today for a few hours. If anything drastic happens, just contact me understood?"

The smaller man nodded. Mundus nodded back and turned with flames around him and he vanished.

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Dumbledore sat in his office receiving advice from one of the previous headmasters, now mounted on the wall. Roaring flames in the corner of his eye caught his attention.

"Excuse me Deplis, I have an important appointment." He said to the picture and then turning to face the devilian king.

"Good day Professor Dumbledore. I apologize for interrupting a meeting, but this pressing issue cannot wait any longer. May you please spare some of your time for me?" Mundus asked taking the seat that was being offered by the wizard.

"Yes King Mundus of course. Although…May I please ask what is so pressing? It is really a sign of danger when the Devilian King has a pressing matter." Dumbledore said with an all to familiar twinkle in his eyes.

Mundus smiled, but it was forced. "Yes, well you see my daughter has turned 17, which means she is of age. I have been tracking Voldemort for months now and finally I have gotten what I have been searching for. You see I have been concerned that he would want to resume his plans…uh…concerning my daughter." Mundus spoke as evenly as he could for a man that was trembling with rage.

Dumbledore smiled. He had been expecting this…though not so soon. "What do you suggest we do King Mundus? My influence does have its limitations." Dumbledore went to sit back down.

"You know that if Voldemort were to marry Hermione, he could easily access the Devilian power. That would be a very bad thing. Dumbledore I have been thinking that maybe…" Mundus went on telling the headmaster his thoughts and Dumbledore again smiled. "…this could work. I don't have any acquaintances save you. Will you please do this for me? If you do I will civilly get the Ministry off your case. Just find a good match. I do not know my daughter well enough to make that judgment." Mundus said hoping the wizard would say yes.

Dumbledore was now giddy for he knew who would be the perfect match. " Yes King Mundus, I will gladly announce this idea to Hermione and to the one I deem worthy enough of this honor." He said at the smiling devil.

"Thank you. You have lifted a very big weight from my shoulders. Please don't call me 'king', its just Mundus. Oh and…I want this event to take place here. I want it very discrete and, I want it to happen one week from this Saturday, no later." Mundus spoke rising from his chair.

He hesitated then spoke. "Dumbledore…Hermione doesn't know that she is royalty. She also doesn't know exactly what I look like nor I her."

Dumbledore also returned the respect and stood. " I understand. I will old the ceremony here at Hogwarts."

"Well Professor Dumbledore, I hope that I may at another time be honored by your good graces. Farewell." Dumbledore nodded and King Mundus disappeared.

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It was now nearing two o'clock. Hermione waited at the Leaky Cauldron for her two friends to come. She went back to drinking her butter beer when she saw Ron walk through the crowd to get to her. He looked a bit disheveled.

"Hi…Ron what happened to you? You look like you just got blown up by an atom bomb!" Hermione said chuckling while Ron's ears were turning pink. He went to take a seat next to her while dusting himself off.

"Well almost. The ride with the Floo powder was a bit rough this time. So…no Harry yet?" He said as he patted the last of the dust off.

"Well no, not yet…but knowing Harry he probably just got out of bed…or maybe he's drying off." She said laughing while explaining to Ron what she meant. They both were laughing without knowing Harry was right behind them.

"Its good to know I am good for a laugh." His deep voice cut in to the other two's chortling.

Hermione wiled around to see the grown on her raven-haired friend. "Harry please…it was funny. Anyhow, let's go shopping!" she said as Harry's frown was replaced by a smile.

The three started walking to the door and exited. They kept walking; Gringott's was their first destination. The walked along when they felt a lot of trembling under their feet.

They looked around and spotted Hagrid walking rather fast towards them. He had an urgent expression on his face; he was actually looking right at Hermione and she noticed.

Hagrid finally go up to them and started to speak.

"'Ello you three. 'Ermione Dumbledore wants to see ya right away. He said it was extremely importan'." The half giant said breathlessly.

Hermione furrowed her eyebrows, but nodded and bid farewell to her two friends. Harry and Ron watched as the both of the bushy haired people disappeared. They were left puzzled.

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    "Hagrid, what does the headmaster want with me? I bet its about taking the prefect's badge back isn't it?! OH…." Hermione whined.

They were waking down the stone halls of the all to familiar school. Hagrid was leading he way to Dumbledore's office.

"Oh 'Ermione don' be silly! He wouldn' do that. If anythin' he's probably gonna promote ya t' Head Girl!" Hagrid said with a grin.

They arrived to his office door and Hagrid bid farewell. Hermione's head was buzzing with possibilities of what the headmaster could say. She opened the door, which was slippery because of her clammy hands. She walked in and saw Dumbledore reading a book at his desk. He noticed her as she walked in and took a seat, and he put the book down. He heard a little sigh that escaped her lips.

He noticed her anxiousness and looked at her. "Please Hermione calm down. Now I have some rather good new laced with surprising news." Dumbledore said carefully as  he went to sit in front of the vexed girl.

Hermione's eyes widened. She was expecting the worst. "Oh professor I as afraid that I was going to get demoted or worse kicked out! OH MY! Please professor, don't let me get expelled…" Hermione kept rambling. Dumbledore tried to calm her down with a shushing noise. After she had taken a breath she blushed. My goodness why did she feel all nervous?

"Dear child, no! Please let me explain. I know of your origin and its because of it that I have to promote you to head girl." Dumbledore saw the brightness of her eyes at that last statement. She was about to speak when he beat her to it. "Hermione, there really is no bad news. The only bad thing is that Voldemort is on the hunt for you. Your father was here stressing his concern about that and he came to the conclusion that it would be a good idea for you to have some protection…by marrying." Dumbledore paused so that the little devil could register all of this.

Hermione was shocked. Her father? He has come up to the Human world? For what reason was Voldemort wanting her for? As if on instinct, she became more business like.

She felt another essence grab hold of her mind and make her focus. "Whom does my father want me to marry? In all my life I have only met one other devil, my bodyguard." She stated maturely.

Dumbledore smiled knowing that the royal in her had taken over. "Well you are also part witch. So you will marry a wizard, whom I have chosen. I believe you know him." Dumbledore said pointing to a hooded figure that Hermione did not notice was there.

The stranger took his hood off and Hermione gasped. Her eyes followed down. First she saw pale blonde hair. Next were blue-silver eyes that held humor, but also something else…Then a mouth. A mouth that looked so sweet and forbiddingly tempting. The chiseled features of a now of a man's face, no longer a boy, were set in a smirk.

"Dra….Draco?" was all Hermione could utter before her vision failed and all existence blacked out.

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Draco's father had been cursing everything from servants to rocks! Draco had observed his father and was convinced that he had gone of his rocker! Every time Lucius saw his son, his face would contort to that of extreme disgust and loathing, almost constipated.

Was is something he did? No. Lucius was hella-pissed because of what his son had to do.

The Malfoy Manor would have been in complete chaos were it not for the Repairing Spell. Draco was in his room dressing, for at two o'clock he would have to be at Hogwarts to discuss something "disturbing and vile, and all the words that describe Potter!" his father had put it. Well he was finished and was now in black dress pants with a silk dark green shirt and black boots to match. His hair had grown so that it now fell in his eyes, but still did not hide them. He had also grown much over the last years, both in height and length.

Draco had made damn sure that he did not do anything to piss off his father, ESPECIALLY today. Lucius called for Draco; it was then minutes till two. Draco went down the stairs and to the family room. 'Ironic name for it' he thought. Lucius was already in the fireplace with Floo powder in his trembling hand awaiting his rather slow son.

Draco got in and they warped to Dumbledore's office. The headmaster was awaiting them sitting in his desk. Lucius and Draco sat down. Lucius was now quaking with rage and didn't accomplish speaking evenly.

"Dumbledore will YOU please explain the CIRCUMSTANCES that have arisen?" Lucius said with almost a tone of warning; even Draco was somewhat intimidated. Dumbledore understood and nodded. Lucius got up and went to the fireplace, the expression of constipation never leaving his face.

Dumbledore looked at Draco and spoke calmly as he explained what the future had in store for him. "Draco a fellow colleague of yours had been in danger and is now within a very close brush with it. You have been chosen to protect her by marrying her." Dumbledore watched as the young Malfoy's face started to contort to the same expression as his father.

"Who is it that I have to marry and what type of danger" Draco asked composing himself.

"You know her…its Hermione Granger. She is risk of being captured by Voldemort. Why does he want her I can't say; she doesn't even know." He spoke as Draco's face took on the expression of shock and then thoughtfulness.

"Alright I agree. If she agrees that is." He said breaking his own trance.

"Great then! It is all set for one week from this Saturday."

"How can you say that when she hasn't even agreed to it yet?"

"Because Mr. Malfoy it was her father who cam up with the idea of the wedding. Since Ms. Granger is a very dutiful person who respects the ki- her father, I see no reason she would object." Dumbledore reasoned.

"You mean she hasn't been told about it?"

"She will be… She is actually walking up the stairs with Hagrid this moment."

Draco looked surprised them grabbed his cloak and hooded himself. He saw as he walked into the office. She looked surprisingly normal. Her bushy hair now just looked like curls and Draco also noticed with much satisfaction that his bride-to-be was nicely shaped.

As if on cue, he saw when Dumbledore pointed at him and Draco revealed himself. Hermione had gasped then fainted, but Draco had caught her.

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Hermione was now in the hospital wing and she woke. She looked over to her left and saw the same man who was the cause of her fainting. She sat up and he turned to look at her with a bemused expression gracing his beautiful face.

"What? Why are you smiling like that?"

"Well I knew girls were crazy about me, but literally falling for me? Let's just say that's a first."

"Look please don't make me mad. When I get a temper I usually go hay-wire. I can't control my powers very well anymore. Ever since last month, I usually set thing on fire when I get really mad. Although, if I could burn you to a crisp without it being my fault, that would be nice."

Draco disregarded the last comment and focused on what she had previously said.

"What do you mean you can't control your 'powers'? You have other ones besides witchcraft?"

Hermione sighed. She was going to have to tell him sooner or later.

"Yes I do. I have control over people's minds, the four elements of the earth, I can move objects with my mind, and set things on fire or freeze them." She watched Draco take a disbelieving stance.

He had one brow raised as if to say 'yeah right.' "No really what do you mean mudblood?"

Hermione grinned. Draco found it odd that she would grin at the insult.

"So do you still agree the marriage?"

"Yes Granger I agree." He said with a malicious grin.

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Yeah not to much happening in this chappie! Next one though will be better I promise.

Please review if not I just might delete this story…malicious grin* D