Hey Reader! Ok this my first time writing Harry Potter fics, well long ones. I had this idea for a looooooooooooong time.

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I noe I haven't update in like a lifetime. So I redid everything and added more twist and will update at least once a month.

The Devil Within Her

Chapter 1: The Snake in the Grass

She slowly packed her thing into her pack and put on her cloak. As she made her way to the door to her Head Girl room in the Gryffindor room she thought about what she is doing. She hated doing this every week, month, and year. She hated betraying her friends. She hated being with him. And most of all she hate that she couldn't do anything about it. Looking down at the common room from the stair, she saw her friends playing wizard chess. They would have never thought of her doing this. She smiled as Ron put Harry into checkmate. Merlin knows she love both of them more than life its self. They were her brothers, her friends. Secretly she wished for her and one of them to be more then friends.

"Hey, Hermione, where are you going this late?" Ron asked as he noticed her make her way down the stair. Harry looked at Ron and then at Hermione and smiled. He knew Ron love Hermione just by the way Harry look at her. They have all grown up together. While HArry thought of Hermione as nothing more than a friend and a sister. Ron thought of her as a goddess.

"Hey, guys. I'm just going to go to the library for a bit." She answered automatically as she walked toward the door.

"You work too hard, Hermione." Ron said.

Harry agreed, "Yeah. Don't overdo it and don't stay there too late."

"Sure, guys. See ya tomorrow." She hugged each of them before she left. Hugging Harry a bit longer than she hugged Ron, she wondered about Harry's feelings towards her. Shaking her head to get rid of the unwanted thought, she started to think about how it all started as she glided down the hallway.

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She had just finished her second year of Hogwarts School for Wizardry. She had just gotten off the train and was looking around for her parents. Usually they would wait for her there but today she didn't see them. She thought maybe that they forgot or mistaken which day she was returning home. She was walking around and looking around for her parents when a boy about her age maybe one or two year older came up to her and handed her a envelop with her name written in green on it. Thin and lean but muscular. He reminded her a bit of Malfoy except for the fact that he had dirty blond hair and gray eyes while Malfoy had platinum blond and blue eyes.

Who is it from?" she asked curiously looking down at the letter. When she heard no response she looked up to find that he was gone. She opened the envelope and pulled out a letter. On the letter was a simpler note.

Granger.


Black Cauldron right this instant.


-Draco Damien Malfoy

She rolled her eyes at the letter. 'Even after school ended he still has to annoy me.' She thought. Thinking that it was a joke from Malfoy just to irritate and annoy her she threw the letter into a nearby trashcan. Deciding that her parent had mistaken the day of her returning like they did with other important dates she headed home.

One hour later she arrived home. As she opened her house door she found out it was already opened. Slowly and cautiously she stepped into the house. " Mom? Dad?" She called out. She walked into her living room only to come face to face with none other then Draco Malfoy.

"Malfoy, what the hell are you doing here? Where is my parents!" She screamed at him.

" You didn't meet me, you should have come to meet us." He said coldly and moved closer to her. His icy blue eyes shined. A smirk appeared on his lips.

" Us? Who is ..." Before she could even finish her sentence she blacked out.

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She woke up in a bright room and rubbed her eyes. When her eyes adjusted to the light she got a better look at the room she was in. The room was decorated in early Victorian era. The bed she was in was a dark oak with four post. The room was lit up with a chandelier and a few floating candles. A bookshelf was in one of the corner and a white leather sofa was in another. She would have admitted it was a nicely decorated room if she actually knew where she was. Slowly she sat up. Her head was killing her. She suddenly remember what had happened at her house.'Ok, stay calm. Hermione.' She thought. 'First find out the problems. You don't know where you are. Your parents are missing and you have a headache. Now let's try to solve the problems...Oh Merlin, you're in trouble.' So worry about her parents and her location she overlook the fact that the last person she saw was Malfoy. She started to panicked when a knock on the door got her attention. The door opened up to reveal the boy who gave her the letter.

"Come with me." He said quickly and left.

"Wait!" She called out as she jumped out of the bed and ran after him. He led her to turning hallways and locked door till he finally stopped in front of a door made of dark mahogany wood. He opened the door for her and she walked in. The minute she walked in he shut the door. She tried to open it but couldn't. She looked around the darkroom. She could only make out three figures in the darkness.

"Relax, Granger. No one is going to hurt you...yet." One of the figure said. She recognized the voice.

"Malfoy!" She hissed. One of the figures clapped his hand and the room was lit up by hundreds of small candle. The minute the room lit up she saw who the three figure was. There sitting in a chair was a human looking Voltemort and on his left was Lucius Malfoy and on his right was Draco Malfoy.

"Ahh, Miss. Granger. Glad you can make it. Please have a seat." Voltemort said with a wicked smile.

"Sit? You kidnapped me and now you're asking me to sit down with you? Where is this place? Are mad, not that you aren't already" She yelled at him not caring what will happen. Her anger clouded her mind.

" Girl, you better watch your mouth!" Lucius yelled at her. His hand clenched into a fist.

"Now now, Lucius. That is no way to treat your guest." Voltemort chuckled. " Do please, sit down. Miss.Granger. No harm shall come to you I promise. If you sit down I will explain to you why you are here."

"A promise from a snake is like no promise at all." She retaliated. He laughed at her comment and motion to a chair in front of the group. Having no other choice but to sit down she sat down and stared at them with caution.

"I have a proposition for you, Miss Granger. You see Miss Granger, I am getting very impatience with this war. And I want to get this over with quickly as possible. And to do this I need your help. I shall put this simply and clearly I request you to be my spy in your school."

"Over my dead body I will." She spat back to him.

"That can be arrange." Lucius said with a growl but went silent as Lord Voltemort send him a death glare.

" But you will be my spy, my dear. Because I have something of your that you might want back." He snapped his fingers and in walked two men hold a gagged and tied couple.

"Mom! Dad!" Hermione ran out of the chair and toward her parents. Suddenly her parents screamed out in agony and pain. She stopped dead in her track at the sound.

"You see, my dear, if you even go within 5 feet of them. They will be torture from the inside out. And to touch them is to kill them. Therefore, you have to be my spy or else your parents are dead. It's that easy and simple."

"Why me? Why can't someone else be your spy? I mean why would you want a muggleborn to work for you." She plead trying to get him to change his mind.

"I knew you would ask that. The answer is simple. You have advantages other don't. To answer the first and second questions, you are Harry Potter's and Ron Wesley's best friend which give you the upper hand in knowing what he will do and what the ministry will do. Third, because in spite of your heritage you are one of the smartest witch at your school. And I am willing to look over that trait. Good help is hard to find these days."

Hermione looked at her parents with tears rolling down her cheek. "I hate you… I hate I hate you! I hate you, you fucken bastard!" She screamed out at him and charged at him out of rage. But before she could even get within a feet of him she was held back by the two men holding her parents.

"Now now, Ms. Granger. No need to get violent. Or else I might lose my temper and take it out on your parents. Now I do wish for your answer to my request." He threatened knowing too well that harming her would make her obey him. He nodded to Lucius who then point his wand directly at her parents.

She glared at him with pure hatred in her eyes. Tears or sadness and anger rolled down her cheek as she answered, "Fine! I agree! Let them go!" through clenched teeth.

"Good, now that wasn't so hard was it? Do not worry about your parents they will remain in perfect health and shape but they shall not be return to you yet. They shall stay somewhere safe and out of your way. Now Dorien will show you to your room for the night." The guy from before then entered the room.

"What?" She said as her face turned white.

He chuckle at the look upon her face."Oh, you didn't think you would be return home, did you? We wouldn't want you to be going to report this to Dumbledore or the ministry, do we? From now on, you shall remain here at the Malfoy estate until I reconsider. Your parent shall be return home to their pathetic life and will be warn of the consequence of telling anyone this. To show you that I am not all cold hearted, you shall be able to visit them an hour every month. And to make sure my dear little spy don't get herself kill by anyone else besides me you. You shall get train just enough to defend yourself when needed. Because to tell the truth, it quite hard to find a good useful spy. "

"But why here? Why not let me stay somewhere else?"

"Because frankly my dear, I don't trust you alone. And I trust Lucius to keep an eye on you so you don't let this slip out somehow. " He chuckled once again as a look of horror cross her face. "If you are worry about your well-being. Your well-being is guarantee personally by me to remain as is. In fact, they shall treat you somewhat as a guest. None of my follower shall be able to hurt you. Because if they do end up doing so and mistakenly taking your life somehow I shall be very cross at them for making me waste my time looking for another good spy in such short notice. As it stands, I need you and that shall keep you healthy and alive."

She inwardly sighed with relief at this comment. For now she knows she was at least physically safe from the Death Eaters. And with time she will come up with a plan to save her and her family. Because right now, she was the only hope for her parent to stay alive. If she stay alive and follow his order, they get to stay alive too. With that, the deal was sealed. She stayed there at the Malfoy under close watch. At first, she thought they would still torture her. However, it seems Voldemort was telling the truth about them not being able to harm her in anyways without his permission. Besides the occasional glares and insults, they didn't do much to her out of fear of Voldemort's wrath. They fed her decent meals every day and she ate them in her room. She had freedom around the estate to do what she wanted in her free time within the limit, which was because they were told to allow. Voldemort thought this will help make her cooperate rather then forcing info and obedience out of her by threats all the time. It makes it easier on him if she does it willingly. Everyday Dorien, the boy who gave her the letter, came and gave her training. They started to be almost friends together. The key word there is almost.

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She was bought out of her thoughts by a voice. She looked in front of her and saw him there waiting for her as always.

"You're late."

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