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Chapter 13: A Changed Destiny

After they had finally committed to each other the day before, Hermione and Draco became somewhat inseparable. They ate and read together, and even slept in the same bed. Not that they had yet consummated their love, mind you.But the fact wasthat it was glaringlyobvious to everyone and anyone that they were in love. They often fought, as they couldn't (or wouldn't) change who they were for anything, but they always ...er...made up.

The only times when they were separate, it seemed, was when they bathed. Hermione insisted they not have sex yet, that they both wait. She thought if Draco withstood the test of no sex then he could withstand anything.

They walked down one evening to a "family" dinner. This meant that the Malfoy's and Voldemort were all there.As much as Hermionetried to keep to herself, she was eventually dragged into the conversation by none other than Voldemort himself.

"So, Miss Hermione," He began, "It seems as though you have found yourself a new love interest in Mister Malfoy." She had barely had time to wonder why Voldemort called her by her first name and Draco by his last when Draco spoke up.

"Yes sir, we are in love."

"This is, I believe, most excellent news."

"I suppose it is. Master." Hermione finally spoke up. As always, she found herself having trouble keeping the venom out of her voice. Calling this man master? After he had taken everything from her? Sure, she loved Draco and wouldn't imagine being with anyone but him. But at the time, she had loved Harry. You just don't forget your first love. And you especially don't forget him when he is taken away from you by an evil, slimy-

"All this time staying with us, Miss Hermione, and you still resent calling me master?" Voldemort mused.

"I would assume that is the case. It is hard to call someone you hated all your life master, sir." Hermione explained. "I am grateful to you that you saved my life. But I am rather curious as to the reason." She was trying to be polite. She wanted to know what Voldemort wanted of her.

"It is because you are an excellent witch, Hermione. I would think that someone who was the brightest in her class would know that!"

Draco flushed slightly at this statement. He still wished he had gotten the top grades. But looking down at his beautiful Hermione, he knew she deserved it. Sure, he still couldn't stand Mudbloods. But Hermione was different. She was special.

Hermione stayed quiet for the rest of the dinner. Had he really just complimented and then insulted her? What the hell?

After a while, Hermione couldn't stand being there anymore.

"May I please be excused, er, master?" She said in a saccharine voice. (A/N for those of you who don't know what saccharine is, it is a sort of fake sweetener.)

"Certainly, Hermione. I wouldn't dream of keeping you here longer than you wanted to be here. You may go. But, if you wouldn't mind, I would rather like for you to come see me in my office in about an hours time."

"Yes sir." She replied softly. And with that she rose from her chair so fast she almost knocked it to the ground. She walked as quickly out of the room as she could, and then broke into a run.

"Master, may I follow Hermione?"

"Yes, Draco. You may."

Draco chased after her, wondering what could possibly be wrong. He found her in the, of course, library. She was reading and standing.

"What's wrong, love?"

"Nothing really, Draco. I just could hardly stand being in the same room with him, and at the same table! It's ludicrous."

"Well, you're going to have to be able to stand him eventually, 'Mione, because you're going to be around him a lot more."

"I'm quite aware of that fact, thanks." She said coldly. Hermione than buried her face back into her book.

"Oh, now, don't be mad at me. You know that you can't stay that way." He walked slowly behind her, putting his arms around her waist. He nipped gently at her neck, blowing on it after he nipped it. Hermione shuddered.

"Draco..." She whimpered.

"Yes, love?" He said huskily.

"You know how annoying it is when you do this, right?"

"Do what?" He murmured into her neck.

"Get me all angry, and then make me want you." She turned around and kissed him full on the lips. Once again, their embrace felt as though it could last for a lifetime, and neither of them would care very much. But it had been nearly an hour already.

"I have to go, Draco. Our great "Lord" wants to see me now."

"Hurry back, love."

Hermione sauntered off, swaying her hips as she went. She turned around once at the door. She winked at Draco, and continued on her way. Giggling, she stopped at Voldemort's office door.She knocked gently, and then pushed the door open.

"Hello, Miss Hermione. I have a proposition for you."

Hermione sat down in the seat across from him. During the times he called her into his office, she never really talked much.

"Right, well, I guess I'll cut to the chase. I was wondering if you, Hermione, would become my adopted daughter."

Hermione was shocked.

"Become your daughter? Are you mad? The only reason I NEED a father is because YOU killed mine!"

"No reason to get angry, Hermione. I was just asking."He seemed slightly hurt at her outburst, and Hermione felt shockingly bad. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, having such deep connections as this not-quite man. Or maybe she could use this to hurt him the way he had hurt her. Or could he possibly be a good father? It wouldn't hurt to find out. Her life was crap, after all.

"I'll accept your offer, I suppose. Having you for a father is better than having no father at all."

"Really, Hermione?" His scarlet eyes seemed to light up slightly at the prospect of having a daughter. "I've got the papers here, then, all you need to do is sign them."

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A dazed Hermione walked back to her room, where Draco was waiting for her.

"Well, Hermione? What did he want?"A slightly impatient Draco asked her.

"He wanted to be my father."

"Is he crazy? You hate him!"

"A lot of people hate their fathers, Draco. I said yes." Draco looked shocked.

"Why?"

"Because. What could it possibly hurt, to have a father? Even if it is a man I hate." 'Or maybe I could use this to bring his downfall'

"Hermione, you can't be serious!" His voice fell to a whisper. "His downfall? You'll be murdered if you fail!"

"I don't intend to fail, Draco." She turned on her heel and left. She stormed to the library, where someone was occupying her favorite chair. She walked to the front of the chair, wondering who else would be in the library at 9 o'clock.

Remus Lupin stared back at her, grinning.

"Hermione!" He pulled her into a bone-crushing hug. "How are you?"

"Well, I'm a Death Eater, I'm dating Draco Malfoy and am in love with him, and am now, apparently, Voldemort's daughter." She summed it up. "Not to mention I was pregnant with Harry's child, and it was born too premature. It died." Tears leaked out of her eyes saying this. Lupin looked shocked.

"Then I am glad to be the bearer of good news. Obviously Voldemort spared some members of the Order at the request of Death Eaters for slaves. Among the saved are myself, Tonks, and Arthur Weasley."

"Don't be stupid." Hermione snapped. "Mr. Weasley is dead. And if you are alive, why didn't you save me before I was made a Death Eater? And before I conceded to be Voldemort's daughter because having him as a father is better than having no one as a father? Where were you then, Lupin?" Hermione was seething. Alive all this time and he couldn't help her? She was suddenly very angry.

"Listen, Hermione, I know you must be upset. But don't you see how this can help us?" He lowered his voice so Hermione had to lean in. "And Arthur is alive. He is merely hiding from the Death Eaters, who all think he's dead."

"How can this help us?" She softened at the idea of Mr. Weasley and Tonks still being alive. And she was even happy Lupin was there. After all, he was one of the best teachers she had ever had.

"You have emotional ties with the Dark Lord, not to mention that you are a Death Eater. You could easily uncover things for the Order, help the Order to fight the Death Eaters. There might not be much of us here now, but we can recruit. Think of it, Hermione. A new Order of the Phoenix, formed by slaves and unsuspected witches and wizards. We will catch the Dark Lord and his followers off guard. They will hardly stand a chance!"

"This is crazy. There are only four original Order members left!"

"On the contrary. We also have Mad-Eye Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and several new recruits already. It is possible, Hermione."

"A new Order? A chance at a world with hope? Oh, Lupin! It's what I've been dreaming of from the moment I was taken into this place!" Hermione was beaming.

"So, you'll help us, then?"

"Are you mad? Of course I'm in!"

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Hope you liked it! I'm making an effort to make my chapters longer. Sorry if you don't like the whole "Hermione as Voldemort's daughter" thing. It was kind of spur-of-the-moment and I thought it would make a great twist.

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