A/N - Ooh, you all love me and my dark side of the ficworld. XD (NOTE - I've just had ice cream so I'm gonna sound weird... XD)

DISCLAIMER - Seriously, why do I bother? NO SUEY!


Chapter Two:

"Hermione. Show me your left arm," he said again, crawling forwards on the bed. "You do know I will have to do something I really don't want to do if you don't do what I asked,"

Hermione sighed, and extended her arm, glad that it was covered with her pyjamas. Draco reached forward, and rolled the sleeve up. He didn't have to go far before he saw the black tail of the Dark Mark. "Hermione Granger. I am… well… shocked to see that you of all people are a Death Eater. Don't you hate us?"

"Us?"

Draco rolled back his own robes to show her.

"Oh," she said, reaching up and taking her hair down. "So… you're not gonna tell anyone?"
"Why would I tell someone when I'd be risking my own safety as well?"

'Good point,' Hermione thought.

"Yes, I know it's a good point,"
"WILL YOU GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Hermione shouted.

"Sorry,"

"You're not sorry. You just say that and hope people believe it," Hermione retorted, frantically pulling her sleeve down.

"Hermione, I've just had a thought. If you're a Gryffindor, how can you be a Death Eater? They're usually all Slytherins,"
"Just because I'm not a Slytherin doesn't mean I can't be a Death Eater. God, you people are so prejudiced," she said, flopping down on her pillows.

"Sorry… just that the Dark Lord isn't going to take nicely to having a Mudblood in his followers," Draco said, getting up to leave.

"You do know I hate that name, right?"

"Yeah, which is why I use it," he said, closing the door after him.

"And now last, but certainly not least, Hermione Granger," Professor McGonagall called, watching as the best student Hogwarts had seen in years walked up to the stage. "I hope we'll see you again, soon, Hermione?" she said, handing her her diploma.
"Yes, I can guarantee that,"

"Oh, how charming. Look, everyone's here. The Boy Who Is about to die is staring at me in disbelief, and my faithful servant, the double agent, is on the stage."

Everyone's head snapped towards Snape.

"No… no, my friends,"

"WE'RE NOT YOUR FRIENDS VOLDEMORT!" Harry screamed, being restrained by what seemed to be the entire year, minus Slytherin.
"Tut, tut, Harry. Have your manners walked out of the door? Anyway, where was I? Ah, yes. My spy. It's not who you think it is. It's not Snape, though he is a spy. No, my spy, is someone who you would never guess, that's why I chose them,"
"Is it McGonagall?" Ron shouted, looking confused.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "No, Ronald. It's not McGonagall," she said. Voldemort took out his wand, twirling at Hermione. Her lilac graduation robes vanished, and were replaced by blood red robes. Her hair came out of its chic chignon, and came down her back in loose curls, though they were now black. Voldemort raised his wand again, lifting her arm up, and pulled down the sleeve.
"This, is the spy," he called out, everyone's eyes on Hermione, who was smirking. "Told you you wouldn't have figured it out," he sneered, flicking glances at Hermione. He didn't know why, but there was something different about her.

"Hermione?" the crowd muttered.

"No. No. NO! I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT!" Harry shouted, breaking free of the people holding him and ran up to the stage. "This can't be Hermione,"

"Oh yeah? Ask her a question," Snape said, walking to her side, and placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Uh… what does S.P.E.W stand for?"
"The Society for the Protection of Elvish Welfare," she said with a sneer, her eyes flicking around the crowd, resting on Voldemort, who was staring at her.

"I refuse to believe that this is Hermione. Where has the work-a-holic gone? The one who shouted at me and Ron for not doing our homework? The one who-" Harry stopped short, as he rose into the air, Hermione's arm outstretched, lifting him off the ground.

Hermione sighed. "Let me get a few things straight. First off, don't call me Hermione. My name is Mya now," she said. "Second, I don't care what I used to do. This is what I do now. And third, goodbye," she said, making a pushing motion with her hand. She reached for her wand, which jumped into her hand.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" she shouted, her wand pointing at Harry. The last thing he saw was her, laughing and a flash of green light. After that had happened, everything fell into turmoil. Spells were flung everywhere, more Death Eaters arrived, and Ron ran towards her, before falling at her feet, and Hermione's euphoria at killing. She never knew she'd like it so much. She smirked, and disapparated along with the others, leaving half of the people at Hogwarts dead.


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