The next day Hermione woke up to the sun in her face. She sighed and curled up under the covers. There were no classes today, but that didn't mean that Hermione could sleep in. She got up and trudged into the showers. After cleaning up and getting dressed she went down for breakfast. The Great Hall was nearly empty except for Draco Malfoy. Deciding that she didn't want to be alone with him, but didn't want to skip break either she ran in and grabbed a few pieces of toast before heading outside. It was cold out and Hermione pulled her cloak tight around her. A slight drizzle fell upon the soft wet ground and Hermione lifted her face to the sky and took a deep breath. She loved the rain.

Little did she know about the cold gray eyes that followed her every move. He watched her as she climbed onto the rocks and eat her toast while staring out across the water. She looked so peaceful he didn't want to disturb her. Draco shook himself, wait. Did he just think that he didn't want to disturb the Mudblood? What the hell was wrong with him? She was Potter's little pet, and it also just so happened that the Dark Lord wanted her. He was not going soft.

Hermione's mind wondered as she sat on the rock. Something didn't feel right, why had Dumbledore lied to her? It made her blood boil just to think that he didn't trust her. Suddenly the wind picked up and Hermione heard crackling. Looking down at her hands she saw that there were streaks of light coming out of her fingertips. She jumped up with a squeak.

Draco looked at her and noticed that the wind seemed to have picked up and a faint dark aurora formed around Granger. She jumped up all of a sudden and he saw streaks of light jumping at her finger tips. There was something wrong with Granger. Shaking his head he made his way down to the rock where she had repositioned herself. He would have to tell Snape what happened.

"So Granger, have fun with Dumbledore?" Draco drawled from behind her. She ignored him and continued to look out over the water. His blood began to boil, he would not be ignored. "What's wrong with you Mudblood?" At this she snapped around to see Draco's victorious smirk.

"Just leave me alone Malfoy," she spat at him.

"Now why would I do a crazy thing like that? If I'm told the Dark Lord wants me to bring you to him, I'm going to do it." She rolled her eyes at him.

"I know you're just trying to unnerve me, so you can leave it be." Hermione got up and walked away from him. Why couldn't he just leave her alone? To her dismay he followed her into the castle. Hermione began to run up to Gryffindor tower, but was stopped by an angry Snape.

"Miss Granger, no running. Mr. Malfoy will you escort Miss Granger here to Gryffindor tower? Make sure she doesn't run," Draco smirked at his teacher. That was his cue that the Dark Lord was waiting. The Dark Lord didn't like to be kept waiting.

Draco fingered the port key in his pocket. The Dark Lord himself had put a spell on it so that it would work inside of Hogwarts. He grinned wickedly at Granger and took her by the arm.

"Come with me Granger," he hissed in her ear and brought her up the stairs, then into a passage way, just out of view.

"This isn't the way," she hissed at him tugging gently on his arm trying to break his grip.

"No?" He smirked at her and took out the port key.

"What are you doing with that?" She asked her eye brows sky rocketing at the bottle cap in his hand.

"Do you even know what this is?" He sneered at her.

"It is a port key," she said a matter of factly. "You can tell by…"

"Shut it Granger, I didn't ask for a lesson." Draco said cutting her off.

"What are you dong with it?" She asked again.

"What did I tell you before? I'm taking you to the Dark Lord." He chuckled with amusement as she went wide eyed and he shoved the bottle cap into her hand while still holding on. With a familiar tug behind the navel they were off.

Snape smiled to himself and went off to tell the head master. He should know that the Dark Lord was about to claim his daughter.

Hermione looked up to find herself in a dark clearing with trees all around. Malfoy was standing up grinning down at her. Hurriedly she stood up and scowled at him. Then a movement in the corner caught her eye. Lord Voldemort was standing in the middle of the clearing grinning wickedly.

"Draco, you have done well and learned from your father's mistakes. He always kept me waiting."

"Thank you my lord," Malfoy replied bowing low.

"And you have brought me the one thing I need to win this war, Hermione." Hermione looked at him stunned. "Did Dumbledore never tell you dear girl? No? I thought not. You see him and I are brothers, no not by blood. I married his sister Ellen, he never talks about her. But she died giving birth to our daughter. Dumbledore came and took her away. HE TOOK MY DAUGHTER AWAY FROM ME! Everything that might have held me back was gone and I plummeted into darkness. Sweet blissful darkness. He gave my daughter to raise and she was brought up in the muggle world, but she was a witch. What else could she be? I only realized who my daughter was last year, when I caught glimpses of Harry Potter's memory while torturing him. You my dear are my daughter, and might I add Dumbledore's niece." Hermione fell back into confusion. She was Dumbledore's niece? Worse, she was Lord Voldemort's daughter. Dumbledore lied to her.

a/n So how did you like it? I hope you did. I know it is a short chapter, but I'll right a longer one next. Please review so I know what you like and don't like.