I'm back for chapter 20. I'm also sorry to disappoint anyone for the long wait. So much has been going on. My best friend and I got into the worst fight possible. And were both to stubborn to apologize first, so that sucks. Boyfriend and I also been fighting to and my mom. Lol it's like I got a "fight with me" sign on my fore head. This chapter will be sad. Well it was sad for me to write it I don't know what everyone else will think. I just hope you like it. And also thank you to my reviewers. They made me really happy to know people still want this story .

Also the story will end soon. I already know how I'm going to end it.

Love to my beta reader Kassie.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot.

Chapter 20. Mentiroso (Liar)

Stirring slightly Draco sat up as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Groaning as the sunlight pored into the room he tried to sit up but couldn't because of a weight on his chest. Looking down he saw a mane of curly hair and heard soft breathing. In a flash last nights memories came back to him.

The tumbling in the sheets.

Delicious bites of pain.

The nails digging into his back.

The swollen lips from the kissing.

'Why did I do that? The plan was to make her fall for me and then kill her and Hope.' Muttering soft curses to himself he gently set Hermione off him and sat up running his fingers through his hair and then he froze. 'Tony' has short hair, not shoulder length hair and not blond.

'Shit' he thought. Spotting their clothes in a pile on the floor Draco slipped on his pants grabbed his wand from his jacket and quickly changed his self back to Tony. He finished just in time to as Hope knocked on the door waking up Hermione in the process.

"Mummy." Hope whined outside the door. "I'm hungry."

"Give mummy a second and I'll make breakfast." Sitting up Hermione rubbed the sleep out her eyes then stretched the sheet that was covering her fell to her waist, exposing her upper half. 'Mudblood or not...damn' Dra-Tony thought to him self in a sort of trance. Pansy practically walked around the house naked waiting for Draco to notice her.

He never did.

Clearing his throat, Hermione's head snapped up, with her eyes full of alert. But seeing Tony standing up in nothing but jeans she blushed softly and wrapped the sheet around her to cover her self as she got up. Glancing at him as he continued to get dress her heart hit a wall. "Leaving so soon?" she questioned, looking down tightening her hold on the sheet.

Walking over to Hermione, Tony chuckled softly making Hermione find her feet very interesting. "Hermione, last night was incredible and I would never leave you like that." Tony said with a fake smile, which Hermione failed to notice. "But, I do have work soon so I need to get out of here." With that he gave her a light feathery kiss and left. Smiling, Hermione got dressed and set to make breakfast.

Tony who was slowly changing back into Draco took the longer way home to avoid Pansy. Flicking on the radio he let thoughts he was trying to avoid flood his mind. Thinking about killing Hermione was becoming harder each and every time he saw her, especially Hope. That was his baby girl. She was innocent. 'But I'm not.' He thought

"Mummy? Is Tony going to be my daddy?" Hope calmly asked her mother. Almost dropping her fork on her plate Hermione looked up at her daughter in surprise.

"What made you think that sweetie? I've only known Tony for a few months. It's way too soon." Even though it was her daughter she was talking to, Hermione could feel her cheeks getting hot thinking of last night. "I know but I like Tony. He's funny and you look happy when you're with him. And I like seeing you happy mummy." Hope finished, getting up and giving Hermione a hug in which Hermione held her close, kissing her forehead.

"I like Tony too baby. But marriage? Its way too soon for that, but who knows maybe one da--" Hermione never got to finish because someone popped into the living room.

"Hermione!"

"Stay here Hope." Hermione told her while getting up and running to the living room wand in her hand. "Harry? What is going on?" She asked a frantic looking Harry. "It's Voldemort, he attacked Hogsmeade. He and the Deatheaters are working their way to Hogwarts. We need to go now!" Taking this all in, she froze for a moment. Hermione was hoping this was the last time she would hear these words. The only thing in her mind was Hope. "But Harry what about Hope?" Hermione cried to him.

"I guess you have to send her to your mother's house Hermione." Harry said feeling bad for the mother who had to be separated from her child in this time. Running back to the kitchen while changing her nightie to a black sleeve shirt and black cargo pants she called Hope. Going to her mother Hope was scared at the state Hermione was in.

"What is it mummy?" "Baby listen I have no time I have to go, it's the bad man I told you about. You need to go to Grandma's house by floo right now. Don't leave her house and do whatever she says." Pulling her daughter into a tight embrace she felt warm tears soak through her shirt. "It'll be okay Hope. I'll be back." Kissing her forehead she pulled back from Hope and wiped her tears. "I love you baby." "I love you too mummy." Walking into the living room where the fire place was Hope hugged Harry and then grabbed a handful of floo powder.

"Be careful you two, please. I love you both."

"We love you to Hope." Harry said holding onto Hermione. Giving a small smile Hope screamed "Mrs. GRANGER HOUSE!"

"Come on Hermione." Harry said gently. "Hold on to me I'll Apparate us there." Grabbing Harry's hand she closed her eyes and with a pop they where gone.

When Draco was almost home he felt a pain in his left arm and almost swerved off the rode. 'Shit.' he softly muttered to himself. Parking his car by the manor he got out and was gone with a soft pop. Appearing in a abandoned building he conjured a Deatheater mask and robes and walked in through the doors to Hell. When Draco came into the room and knelt as Devil spoke. "AH, splendid, were all here. Tonight my fellow Deatheaters will be different. One of the older Slytherins has found us a way into Hogwarts. We'll start in Hogsmeade and work our way up to the castle. Potter will be finished tonight." Red eyes glinted so cold and oddly happy

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Oh my God...Harry this is horrible." the once happy place of Hogsmeade was in ruins. Stores were burning up in flames or already shot to dust. The once cheerful air was full of grey smoke making it hard to breath. Instead of sounds of laughter there were only faint screams. "I know on we need to go." Unfolding his invisibility cloak he draped over Hermione and they silently began to walk as fast as they could over still bodies, making there way to the castle.

"I know Voldemort is sick and cold hearted but this is crazy. All these children and families. This needs to end Harry. I'm with you all the way." Looking over to her 'brother' she gave him a small smile. "Thanks Mione." Giving a small smile in return, they kept walking. Hermione's heart ached for all the young students who were unfortunate to be at the Hogsmeade. She even saw a few one of her old professors, like professor Flitwick and Aurors that she knew like Colin Creevey and Angelina Johnson. Trying to hold back her tears she gripped his hand tighter. "Hang on. Do you see that Hermione?" Up ahead a flash of green light made its way into an unexpecting auror. With the Deatheater's back still turned Hermione raised up her wand. "STUPEFY!" As the red light hit the Deatheater's back they kept moving to see a full out war going on. "Merlin." is all Hermione breathed.

"Grandma?" Hope called out brushing soot off of her. Hearing no answer she walked up to her grandmothers room. Letting out a blood curling scream, Hope dropped her bags as a man with platinum blonde hair and silver gray eyes gently put her grandma down on the bed. Finding her voice Hope finally spoke in a soft voice. "What are you doing with my nana?" She questioned the man with black robes and a skull mask in his hand. His eyes were familiar to her but she couldn't place them at the moment.

"Hope it isn't your grandmother you have to worry about." Slowly walking to her Draco felt another pang at his heart but quickly ignored it.

Love can kill you he thought as he bent down to eye level to his daughter. "Were going to go visit your mummy." And with that Draco grabbed her hand and pictured the gate of Hogwarts. The sight before him was a terrific sight. Mass destruction, blood and yells. Voldemort was waiting for the signal for him to leave when the gates were opened. From the corner of his eye he saw the great old fool Dumbledore and McGonagall hurriedly making their way to the scene. Ahead of him he could see Bellatrix casting her favorite curse on a student. The Crutiatous Curse.

And to the far right he could see the dream team battling other Deatheaters and wining. He wasn't the only one to notice Hermione either. "MUMMY!" Hope screamed with all her might and tried to break free of the strange mans arms around her but felt a small bit of hope when her mother looked up and started fighting her way through leaving her uncles to continue fighting. Silently casting a string of curses she got ready to curse Draco when he held her daughter up and placed her on his hip. "So nice to see you Granger." Forcing on a smirk he eyed down Hermione, who looked ready to kill. "Let her go Malfoy." With her wand still placed a few feet away from his neck she glared at him.

"Mummy I'm scared." Turning her face into Draco's shoulder she softly sobbed. Resisting the urge to soothe her he reached into his pocket and took out a regular piece of parchment. "I can't do that you see. I have strict instructions to take this little girl to the Dark Lord. He wants something to laugh at when he comes back from a hard day taking over your beloved Hogwarts. Always nice seeing you Granger." Placing the charm to activate the portkey he grinned as Hermione screamed 'no' and grabbed onto his arm just as he felt the familiar pull at her navel.

In the faint background you could hear Harry and Ron screaming her name as she vanished with Malfoy and Hope. She lost her balance when her feet touch the ground and fell on her knees on the hard stone. Grunting she pulled her self up as she saw a sleeping Hope, a unreadable Malfoy and the most hated wizard known. Voldemort.

"Well Draco, good work. Good work. Well, well , well. Potters friend the mudblood. You should of stayed where you were mudblood. You belong on your knees." With a cackling laugh and a swish of Voldemort's wand her knees gave out and her head was pushed down to his feet. Fighting not to throw up she used all her will power to look Voldemort in the eye. "It's to my knowledge you've been having a interesting relationship." If Hermione wasn't scared for the people she loved before , she certainly was now. "Yes, I see it in your eyes. Aw, did you love him?" Laughing to himself again Hermione looked at Malfoy who looked a bit uncomfortable.

Choosing not to answer him, afraid her voice would give away she just continued to look into snakelike red eyes. "Oh don't worry mudblood. Your "love" is far from dead. In fact he is right behind you." Quickly turning her neck, expecting to see Deatheaters carrying in Tony, she still only saw Malfoy. Looking back to Voldemort she saw his wand pointed at Malfoy and quickly turned back to him. He was slowly changing in appearance. Tanner skin, fuller lips a tad taller and dark brown eyes. Rage blew full blown at Hermione.

Screaming she jumped up from the curse that was holding her to the ground. She made a lunge for Malfoy who now looked like Tony. Anger was cursing through every part of her body. She cared for Tony deeply. She made love to him. Shared sweet kisses. Hope liked him. And now in the end, it was Malfoy the guy who raped her, the guy who deceived her and the guy who was Hope's father. "You Bastard!" Taking him down was easy. Punching him felt even better.

But in the mist of all this Hope had rolled over from being dropped by Malfoy and was now being approached by Voldemort. Whimpering she called for Hermione. Snapping her eyes to Voldemort who has just picked up a screaming Hope. "Sh. child." he whispered into his ear. Rising, Hermione grabbed her wand. "Let. Her. Go" She was seething. Feeling a burn in his arm Voldemort smiled. It was a sickly smile that made Hope cry even more.

"Ah it would seem my Deatheaters have made it past the gates. Seeing as thats my cue, Draco you do as you wish." Cackling Voldemort made a move to appareate.

"CRUCIO!" Hermione screamed just as she was grabbed from behind. Voldemort was powerful, but physically wise he was weak. He had thrown Hope who had landed on the floor. Breaking free from Malfoy with an unknown strength she ran to Hope picked her up and looked at Voldemort writhering on the floor. Looking back to Draco she spoke before she Appearted.

"I saw a whole different you Malfoy. And I liked it. Tony was great but you Draco. You always seemed like you wanted to lead your own group. But yet you get on your knees and beg to this." Wiping a lone tear from her dirty face she looked back up to him. "This is the last time you'll see Hope. It was your loss not mine." And with that she was gone with a pop. Draco was left there with a weakened Voldemort and a choice. Now it just came down to the right one.

Don't worry its not over..sorry about it being short, but good news. The computer is fixed so ill be able to update faster now. Plz review and tell me what you think..Toodlez. Love Christina