Sorry abut the late update, but I suddenly found myself on vacation, and my notes were back home. But here it is, and I will probably stay home for quite a while this time )

The most unlikely of them all – Part II

When he left Hermione's room, Draco went straight into his own. He wasn't really sure if he would ever want to get involved with her, but given the circumstances, it didn't seem all that horrible. She was easy to look at, so that wouldn't be a problem. But she was still… Granger! He knew that he hadn't really promised her anything, and even if he did it wouldn't have mattered to him. He could get Hermione Granger – Potters trusted friend to join the darkside if he just played his cards right. He was still kind of confused with the resent events when he threw floopowder into the fire and said "Malfoy Manor".

When he arrived his father was more than a little surprised, Draco had never came home in the middle of the school year like that before. When Draco told him the whole story, everything seemed much clearer. But there were still things he was unable to understand.

"So… You're saying that you want to be with the little mudblood?"

"I'm not really sure. With so many drastic changes it is hard to say. But I want to make her believe it anyway. I remembered the old blood magic that you told me about, and thought that we could use it." Draco looked up at his father.

"Why would we want to make her a pureblood? For all you know, she's using you! And why on earth should the Dark Lord give in to her request?"

"I've thought about that. But given her relationship with Potter, she could help us to regain the power. And if she actually does love me, I will be able to get proof of her intentions. And she is a great witch, who knows Dumbledore and his plans… She could prove to be very useful."

"Right you are, Draco. If you are able to get her to prove her affection, I will ask Lord Voldemort about it."

"How do you want her to prove it?"

"Use your imagination Draco. I'm sure you will come up with something. Oh, and in case you are in doubt… Nothing sexual!"

"Of course not. I think I know just the way to get the proof…"

With that Draco left the Manor, and went back to his room. Getting himself ready for sleeping, he thought about his plan… It was brilliant. If he could get the infamous Gryffindor to do what he had in mind, he knew that he could get her to do anything. He somewhat fancied that idea…

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"You want me to become a Slytherin?" Hermione didn't really know what to think when Draco told her what she had to do.

"Yeah. I need you to prove that you are serious. If you do that I will never have to doubt you again." Hermione still couldn't believe what she had just heard. She didn't even know that changing houses were possible. And to become a Slytherin… All of the houses would despise her. Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor would hate her for betraying them. Slytherin had always hated her, and she was sure that this would make it even worse… They would think she was a spy or something… A spy? Hermione felt an idea form inside her head.

"I will do it if it's possible. But how can this make me… You know… Get you?" Hermione still couldn't figure out that part.

"I didn't say it would. But if you really want to become a pureblood, this is the only way."

"So even if I'm a pureblood, you won't…?" She looked at him, a few tears in her eyes. He sighed.

"I'm not saying I will, and I'm not saying I won't. You don't honestly believe that I will fall for you as soon as I'm able to? It takes much more, and I can't guarantee that it ever will happen. But if you don't do it I can promise you that it never will happen." He kind of liked playing with her like this. All though, he really couldn't believe that she actually was willing to do this for him…

"I will go to Dumbledore right away." She left the room, unsure about what she really thought about this. She had been dreaming about being his girlfriend for ever, though she knew that it was impossible. But to something like this… It was the only way she could even hope for him, and she knew it. With that she walked more determindly towards Dumbledore's office.

"Cheese Doodles" she said to the gargoyle in front of it. It jumped aside, allowing her to go upstairs.

"What can I help the Head Girl with?" Dumbledore smiled at her when she entered the office.

"I… I want to know if it is possible to change houses?" She looked at her feet, afraid of his reaction.

"I've kind of expected this. I never quite understood why you aren't in Ravenclaw. But my opinion is not what matters on this subject. You need to be resorted by the Sorting Hat. But before you do so, I need to ask you if you are sure. I hope you have considered your friends reactions to this. Although, they seem to be otherwise occupied for the time being…" She saw him trying to hide a smile. Then she gathered all of her Gryffindor courage and spoke.

"I'm absolutely positive. But the house I'm hoping for is not Ravenclaw. It's Slytherin…" Even more than before she feared his reaction.

"Really? I would never have guessed… If the Sorting Hat thinks that it's right for you, then there is nothing I can do about it, but I have to ask why…" Her mind was racing for what seemed like hours, before it came up with the most excellent excuse ever.

"I don't think it will. But that is not why I want to join. I thought that I might be able to discover something useful. For the Order, you know. I've been given it some thought, and since it is my last year, I won't be for long. What made me finally decide was Harry and Ron's behaviour last night. I think that they will be just fine without me…"

Dumbledore didn't even try to hide his smile this time.

"I understand, Ms. Granger. And I think it is an excellent idea. I wouldn't allow any other student to do this, but given your past behaviour, I can't see any reason not to. And I want you to know that because of your self sacrificing, you have now proven yourself worthy of fully becoming a member of the Order. Even though you are a bit underage… I'll inform you before we make the arrangements." He smiled at her. A genuine smile that almost made her feel bad. Almost. He gave a wave with his wand, and suddenly red turned into green, gold to silver and lion to serpent. She smiled at him before leaving for breakfast.

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When she entered the Great Hall, and headed for the Slytherin table, nobody really believed their own eyes. Least of all Draco. Seeing her walking towards him made his mind rush. She really did care for him. More than he thought possible. Why? How? And how on earth should he react to this?

He didn't have time to think it through when the other Slytherin made their opinions common knowledge…

"What the hell?" were said by almost all of his fellow Slytherins.

"Why on earth does she think that she can just become a Slytherin?"

Pansy on her side were a bit more inventive. "Draco… Honestly, you have to talk to her. I knew that she fancied you, but this is not acceptable! Tell her to leave! This second!"

While Hermione still walked towards them he told them that there was a perfectly good reason for her being here. He didn't say what, but given Draco's status in Slytherin, nobody questioned him. At least not in front of him.

Hermione sat down at the Slytherin table, far from Draco. He was quite popular, so not seats were available around him. She had never felt more lost in her entire life, but if this was what she had to do, she would. After sitting there for about 10 minutes, unable to eat, she made her way back to the common room. She weren't ready to hear other peoples reactions to this. Luckily Harry and Ron weren't there. She hadn't seen them since the dungeon accident.

Back in the common room she sat down on one of the couches. She noticed that the room, which this morning had been decorated in Gryffindor and Slytherin colours now only held the Slytherin colour theme. She felt a few silent tears running down her checks. What had she gotten herself into? Exhausted she lied down on the couch, and after a few minutes she fell asleep.

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After breakfast Draco went up to the owlery. He was grateful on her behalf that it was Saturday, so people would have some time to get used to the new idea. They'd tried to ask him about it, but he had refused to answer. They probably thought that this was an other cruel joke that he had made on her behalf. He owled his father, and told him about the proof she just had given. He went down to his rooms, well aware that the Dark Lord would soon be informed, and the tables would start to turn.

Draco looked at the sleeping Hermione. She really did look beautiful. The Slytherin colours suited her much better than red and gold. He really hoped that Voldemort would accept her. Preferably soon, since it was getting more difficult by the minute to stay away from her. He leaned over her, and gave her a soft kiss. She didn't wake up, just moved her head slightly. He sighed. Even if she was a mudblood, the idea of being with her weren't completely new. He had wanted her for years, but given her origin, he just had to force himself not to. That's why he had been so mean to her. If he said enough mean things to her, then maybe she would start to believe it herself. But could he love her? Really love her? He knew that he would like to sleep with her, but he had never thought any further. He didn't even know if he was capable of loving.

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"So, Lucius… You really think she is trustworthy?" The Dark Lord looked at his kneeling servant.

"She appears to be, my lord. But I can't be sure."

"Well, it's only one way to find out. If she can supply us with the missing ingredient for the ultima potion, I'll fulfil her wish." Voldemort's red eyes seemed to burn Lucius.

"I will make sure she gets the message."

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On Sunday, Draco got the answer from his father. He had heard much about the ultima potion. He knew that if Voldemort could complete that, he could beat the prophesy. The ingredients were hard to come by, but given his power even the most impossible could be accomplished. Well, almost everything. The last ingredient seemed impossible to get. Until now. Its effect was quite simple. When drunk by the person it was made for, it would form a strong bond between him and the one who made it. He wouldn't only be incapable of hurting the maker in any way, but he would also fight the people who wanted to do so with all means. If Voldemort managed to make that for Harry, the prophesy would turn to his advantage. If only Voldemort could kill him, then Harry would be able to kill all of his opponents before being killed himself. He wondered if Hermione would give them what they needed. She probably would, since she didn't know what they would use it for. But how would she react when she found out what she had done? He had no idea. They surprising thing was that he actually cared.

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"What you did yesterday was quite unexpected, but now I believe you." Draco looked at Hermione. She looked back at him with big, trusting eyes.

"Thank you. Does this mean that the arrangement for turning me into a pureblood can start?"

He shook his head.

"No, not yet. We still need one more thing from you. And I have to tell you that you won't really become a pureblood. But you will be treated like one, and fully accepted. But your ancestors can't be changed."

"I kind of figured that out myself. But what more do you need? I can't see what else I can do to make you trust me?"

"I need you to get something that only you can get me. A tear from Harry."

"A tear? How can that be difficult to get?"

"It has to be a tear cried of happiness."

Hermione froze. She immediately knew what he wanted it for. She had read about it when she was researching the amourus potion. The ultima potion. She knew what would happen if she agreed – and what would happen if she didn't. She thought about it for a few seconds. It was a difficult decision. Then she looked up at him, and gave him her answer.

A/N: If anyone with English as their first language would be interested in being my Beta, please let me know.