Chapter 3-The Right Kind of Wrong
"Father what are you talking about" Hermione exclaimed as she whirled around to gaze at her father.
"I meant exactly what I said my dear" Voldemort said in a curt voice "You two will get married, this has been the plan ever since you two were born. The two worlds strongest and wealthiest Teens will give us the heir to the Throne of Darkness, it is as the prophecy says it will be"
"But...my lord" Draco bursted out "I don't even know WHO she is, all these years I have considered her the filthy mudblood Granger..."
"Enough of this foolish talk, the meeting is over, all of you go now!"
One by one the death eaters dissapparated away until only Voldemort and his daughter remained.
"Father," Hermione said slowly, careful not to try her fathers patience " don't you think it wise if me and the young mister malfoy would grow to know each other before a bonding like this? I am not sure if I am comfortable with this without KNOWING the person I shall be wed to."
Voldemort thought about this for a little while before coming up with an answer" Inside sources have informed me that you are to be head girl and head boy at Hogwarts, which means you share a dormitory. And no one would ever find out"
"Yes father, it sounds perfect but I want to be shown for who I really am next year, not the filthy mud blood granger, but for who I really am, Hermione Marie Riddle! How is Draco supposed to know who I am if I'm under that filthy disguise?"
"You shall remain as Hermione Granger to the school, but after hours when u are alone with Draco you may take off your disguise and show yourself, but be careful daughter, there are traitors everywhere."
.:the next Morning:.
"Bloody hell, I feel like I have a hang over," Hermione muttered as she got out of bed, she rang the little bell that was on her night stand, "
"Missy come here" she yelled for her house elf
The house elf came scrambling "yes mistress?" she squeaked as she scurried over to the bed.
"Bring me my breakfast, and make it snappy" Hermione said grumpily The house elf ran away quickly, afraid to test her mistress's temper, which is so like her fathers.
"Ugh this year is going to be torture, for the sixth time in a row " Hermione thought to herself. "Well at least the company is better"
"Ohmigod Hermione you sooo did not just think that, I mean this is Draco Malfoy, the slimy git who gave u problems all these years"
But in a distant voice she heard "But that was before he knew who you really were"
"Ugh this is going to suck" Hermione said as Missy came running with her tray.
"Do you know where my mother is" Hermione asked the tiny elf
"Yes, Missy heard older mistress talking about going shopping in Paris, and she left younger mistress a note" She said while handing Hermione a note
Dearest Hermione,
I have gone shopping with Mrs.Parkinson, I shall be back around noon time
Love Always,
Mum
"Oh great, so when I really need her she's not here, she is the only one who will listen to me about what its like being around the boy who lived, and the weasel, god I wish they would just die"
Just then another house elf came in
"Mistress, there is someone waiting at the door for you, a young man"
"Ok, leave me now, I must change"
She did some quick spells to get dressed and she applied heavy eyeliner, mascara, and gloss. She took one last look in the mirror and apparated down to the waiting room
"Well it certainly took you long enough, I heard of women putting their faces on but really..." Came a familiar drawl, Hermione whirled around to see Draco Malfoy, standing there with his familiar smirk on his face, and even though their faces didn't show it, both of their hearts fluttered as their eyes locked.
"Father what are you talking about" Hermione exclaimed as she whirled around to gaze at her father.
"I meant exactly what I said my dear" Voldemort said in a curt voice "You two will get married, this has been the plan ever since you two were born. The two worlds strongest and wealthiest Teens will give us the heir to the Throne of Darkness, it is as the prophecy says it will be"
"But...my lord" Draco bursted out "I don't even know WHO she is, all these years I have considered her the filthy mudblood Granger..."
"Enough of this foolish talk, the meeting is over, all of you go now!"
One by one the death eaters dissapparated away until only Voldemort and his daughter remained.
"Father," Hermione said slowly, careful not to try her fathers patience " don't you think it wise if me and the young mister malfoy would grow to know each other before a bonding like this? I am not sure if I am comfortable with this without KNOWING the person I shall be wed to."
Voldemort thought about this for a little while before coming up with an answer" Inside sources have informed me that you are to be head girl and head boy at Hogwarts, which means you share a dormitory. And no one would ever find out"
"Yes father, it sounds perfect but I want to be shown for who I really am next year, not the filthy mud blood granger, but for who I really am, Hermione Marie Riddle! How is Draco supposed to know who I am if I'm under that filthy disguise?"
"You shall remain as Hermione Granger to the school, but after hours when u are alone with Draco you may take off your disguise and show yourself, but be careful daughter, there are traitors everywhere."
.:the next Morning:.
"Bloody hell, I feel like I have a hang over," Hermione muttered as she got out of bed, she rang the little bell that was on her night stand, "
"Missy come here" she yelled for her house elf
The house elf came scrambling "yes mistress?" she squeaked as she scurried over to the bed.
"Bring me my breakfast, and make it snappy" Hermione said grumpily The house elf ran away quickly, afraid to test her mistress's temper, which is so like her fathers.
"Ugh this year is going to be torture, for the sixth time in a row " Hermione thought to herself. "Well at least the company is better"
"Ohmigod Hermione you sooo did not just think that, I mean this is Draco Malfoy, the slimy git who gave u problems all these years"
But in a distant voice she heard "But that was before he knew who you really were"
"Ugh this is going to suck" Hermione said as Missy came running with her tray.
"Do you know where my mother is" Hermione asked the tiny elf
"Yes, Missy heard older mistress talking about going shopping in Paris, and she left younger mistress a note" She said while handing Hermione a note
Dearest Hermione,
I have gone shopping with Mrs.Parkinson, I shall be back around noon time
Love Always,
Mum
"Oh great, so when I really need her she's not here, she is the only one who will listen to me about what its like being around the boy who lived, and the weasel, god I wish they would just die"
Just then another house elf came in
"Mistress, there is someone waiting at the door for you, a young man"
"Ok, leave me now, I must change"
She did some quick spells to get dressed and she applied heavy eyeliner, mascara, and gloss. She took one last look in the mirror and apparated down to the waiting room
"Well it certainly took you long enough, I heard of women putting their faces on but really..." Came a familiar drawl, Hermione whirled around to see Draco Malfoy, standing there with his familiar smirk on his face, and even though their faces didn't show it, both of their hearts fluttered as their eyes locked.