Because Now, I'm A Pureblood

Chapter 2: Now do you believe me?

Previously:

I just heard someone open the foyer doors. Maybe Ms. Nelson needed to come back or something. I wonder why she didn't apparate or floo in?

There are two voices. One is a girl's and the other a deep male voice. I walk into the foyer and gasp.

"Mudblood? What are you doing here? This is private property! Get out before I hex you!"

"Malfoy?" I say. Well duh it's Malfoy.

"Hermione!" Pansy says glaring at Malfoy. She turns to me, "He's right though Hermione. Even though you are my friend, you aren't supposed to be here."

I scoff. Obviously they don't know that I'm a Kingsford. At least Pansy didn't threaten to hex me because she's a friend. Pansy and I had become good friends during sixth year in spite of me being a Gryffindor and "mudblood".

"Did you not hear us the first time?" Malfoy snapped. "Get out! You're trespassing."

I think it's time the two knew the truth.

"I don't need to get out," I start. Malfoy looks confused and mad at the same time. "I live here."

Malfoy bursts out in laughter and Pansy looks at me like I belong in St. Mungo's pshych ward.

"You….live! Here!" Malfoy laughs. "Nice one mudblood." My blood boils as he calls me that again. "This is the Kingsford's home. Even though the parents are dead, the daughter is expected to come here soon."

I raise an eyebrow. If I told them I was the daughter, would they believe me? Maybe I'll take the risk.

"I am the daughter expected." I simply say. Okay, they are totally not convinced. "My parents were Marcus and Clarise Kingsford. I am Hermione Jane Clarise Kingsford and I am a pureblood witch. My parents were Death Eaters even though they hated being it. I was left in muggle London as a baby because my parents were afraid the Dark Lord would kill me because I was a girl. They died in the war and everything they owned is rightfully mine."

Malfoy rolled his eyes. Pansy nodded her head slowly.

"Well. How do we know you're not lying?" Malfoy demands. Uh…how do they know? I think for a while. Finally, I got it.

"Follow me," I tell them. We walk out of the manor and out to the front gate. I take a step forward and the gate opens for me. When Pansy and Malfoy walk towards it, it closes in their faces. I smirk at them (well, mostly Malfoy) and continue. The same thing works for the front door.

Pansy and Draco get through the gate and door by a key and now we are standing in the foyer again.

"How did—" Pansy starts.

"You can only get in through the Kingsford Gate and doors if you have the Kingsford gene in you. Through magic, the gate and doors sense it and lets you in." I have no idea where that information came from. Probably from that map thing Ms. Nelson gave me.

"So you really are the Kingsford daughter." Pansy says. I nod and turn to Malfoy.

" I think I get an apology," I softly say. He looks away and nods.

"Uh. Sorry for threatening to hex you and saying you weren't a Kingsford." He drawled out.

"And?"

"And what? I apologised already you bloody mudblo—." He stops. "Sorry for calling you a mudblood." Exactly what I wanted to hear.

"Yes. And do realise that all these years of tormenting me for my dirty blood was for nothing. I wonder really, if you feel guilty." Malfoy looked away when I said this.

"Well Draco, let's get to business," Pansy nudges him.

"Yeah, I was wondering why you were here in the first place." I wonder aloud.

"Oh, well follow Draco and I to the backyard and you'll find out."

Once we get to the backyard (which was like a thousand acres—I'm exaggerating), I gasped. There was a small bluish dragon in a nice roomy cage. Pansy opens it and walks in with Malfoy.

"Whoa. Were my parents mad? A dragon as a pet?" I say.

"No need to worry. It's a French Singing Dragon. Completely harmless and is rather small," Pansy states. I walk into the cage.

"What's it's name?"

"You mean her name? Chanson."

"Chanson. French for song. I get it. It's a singing dragon. Never heard of those."

"Yes, that's because they are very rare. Chanson here hasn't sung in ages. Or flown. She's really gentle though." Malfoy chimed in.

"Oh," I said and stroke Chanson's neck. She let out a soft sound and nuzzled my neck. Chanson doesn't look mean like the other dragons I've seen. She looks rather sad.

"She likes you. I think she senses some Kingsford in you. She really misses your parents." Pansy tells me.

"So, why are you here? You still haven't answered that question."

"Well, Draco and I are supposed to come here everyday to feed it. We didn't have to, a house elf could do it instead, but we like Chanson."

"Oh, so I take it you guys knew my parents well?"

"Yes, Pansy and my parent's were good friends with yours."

"Cool."

We fed Chanson and played with her for a while. Pansy and Malfoy had to leave and I led them out of the house. It was weird, though. Malfoy seemed quieter when he found out I was a pureblood. I guess it does change everything.

There's a rapping noise in my window. I get up and see Hedwig in my room. He has a letter from Harry. I give Hedwig some owl feed that I told the house elves to get and he stood on my bed waiting.

Hermione,

So, what's it like living big and rich? Your (muggle) parents told me everything when I went to surprise visit you. Can Ron and his family and I visit you?

Harry

I immediately wrote back saying yes and attached the letter to Hedwig's leg. He flew out and I went downstairs to get my dinner. This life was going to take getting used to.

A/N: So what did you think so far? Please review! It makes me want to update faster . I decided not to leave a cliffhanger for this chapter. Because I didn't feel like it. Okay, well I'll try to put up a new chapter tomorrow. Review on your way out!