Now presenting….
Chapter Two-
The Whole Story
Hermione Granger sat in a big leather green couch positioned in front of the fire surrounded by her new friends. In her opinion, the Slytherin's weren't as bad as everyone said they were. Sure Pansy may be a bit nosey, but she has the best make up and clothes advice out there. She's very smart too, and helps people. Balise was a but cocky, but he had very good intentions and is just a sweetheart. Draco Malfoy wasn't cold hearted; he was just a bit cocky now and then. He was caring towards his fellow Slythern's and loved to smother his girlfriends with affection.
She then thought back to her parents, who had been in disguise for years. Her parents pretended to be muggles and dentist under the order of Lord Voldemort. One day Voldemort wanted them to come out of hiding, or so Hermione was told; and into the open. Her parents had been the best Death Eaters around and now that the war was getting stronger he needed them, and wanted Hermione. With her brains and skills he wanted her on his side.
Her parents went undercover so Hermione could tell them all about Harry and Ron, and what happened to him. Hermione never kept secrets from her parents, so she had told them everything. Then her parents went to Voldemort telling him the information.
Hermione had her 17th birthday, which is the recommended age to become a Death Eater. Her parent's looks had changed as well as Hermione's. He bushy hair had been tamed down, the color changed. Her brown eyes however had remained the same. Her figure changed drastically. Her small straight figure had become curvy and desired for.
Her parent's told Hermione the full story about how she was pureblooded and she was rich. She was below the Malfoy's but not by much! The Granger's had always been a wealthy family, but the family was never written down in an early age, so this generation had no clue that they were alive.
Since then, they had moved to a mansion, the old mansion, which was next door to the Malfoy's. Hermione had learned that being pureblood was just way too much fun for her own good. She got the best of the best, was treated differently and was feeling more confident.
All the Slythern's were nice to Hermione; they worshiped her in a way. But no one could come close to Draco Malfoy. In her eyes, Draco was dashing sweet caring and she loved him. But did he love her? That was the question.
Draco had been her best friend and what seemed like her brother. He knew everything about her and kept everything a secret. She told him everything that she couldn't tell the other Slythern's. He treated her with the utmost respect and was there for her any and every time she needed him. And his parents loved her. Well, his mom actually.
A sharp pain in her arm brought her back to reality as she winced. She rolled up her sleeve to see her tattoo glowing and sighed. Voldemort made her stay in school when he called upon others, to see what was going on and to keep a lookout.
Draco rolled up his sleeve too and saw the glowing dark mark. He looked at Hermione who was sitting next to him and laughed at her face. "You don't like being left out do you?" he asked.
Hermione frowned. "It's just that I wanted to be there sometimes. But no I have to stay here." she frowned.
Draco laughed and put his arm around her "Cheer up! Just wait until next year." he said.
They looked at Pansy and Balise, who sat there staring at the ceiling. They had not yet reached their 17th birthdays. Hermione sighed and looked at her arm again and noticed that it was normal. She pulled down her sleeve and mentioned for Draco to do the same. Pansy looked at the clock which read 10:26 p.m. She yawned and got up. "I'm going to go to sleep." she said. "We've got double everything tomorrow." she said and walked up the stairs.
Blaise stood up and stretched, "That sounds good." he said. "Night." and walked up the stairs. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." he said as an afterthought.
Hermione and Draco laughed at their friend and turned back to the fire. "Draco?" she asked.
"Hm?" he replied staring into the fire.
"Does that mean we have no limits?" She asked laughing a slight bit.
Draco smiled and scooted closer to her putting him arm on the back of the sofa. "Well Blaise said it…so yeah. Why? You want to have sex?" he asked with a smirk on his face.
Hermione turned to him and laughed, "This is reality Draco, not one of you fantasy's."
Draco smiled, "How do you know what I dream about?" he asked.
"Cause I can hear you moan my name in your sleep." she said simply looking at him.
Draco went white, "What?" he asked hoping she was only kidding.
Hermione laughed and leaned into him, "I was kidding." she said. Draco smiled in relief.
"Tell me something Mione." he said. She looked up at him. "Are you happier being a pureblood? And a Slythern? And Death Eater?" he asked.
Hermione smiled faded and then her face went into confusion. She turned to the fire and pulled her legs under her. She thought for a minute. "A Slythern…definitely. It's way more fun." she said.
Draco smiled, "That's what I've been telling you."
Hermione looked at him, "A Death Eater?" she asked and thought for a moment. "Yeah…I think so. I guess I'll find out in the end huh?"
Draco looked at her with interest, "And what about being a pureblood?"
"Are you happy being a pureblood?" She asked.
"It's got its perks at times, but then again you get lonely, you know?" he said and then added, "At times I hate the pressure." he said. "But it was pre-destined." he added. "Not like I really had a choice." he said. He smiled down at her. "You're ignoring the question." he said.
Hermione smiled, "I thought the answer was obvious." she said. "I've got you now…I'm much more happier." she said. "And a new wardrobe." she added as an afterthought.
Draco smiled. "You don't…like me do you?" he asked with curiosity.
Hermione snickered. "You're like a brother to me Draco. Of course I like you." she said.
"No, I meant…do you love me?" He asked with all seriousness.
Hermione looked into his eyes and smiled then opening her mouth to answer. "I think so."