Chapter 3

Hermione was sitting on her bed, and she opened the letter.

Dearest Daughter Hermione,

First of all, I hope that you know that your mother and I love you to death. And we hope that this information makes you happy, however in order for you to be happy you must realise that this is the truth and that we regret to have told you when you are this age.

We know that the information that we have kept from you should have been told to you when you first attended Hogwarts. We are gravely sorry that we held it until your Seventh Year.

As Hermione read, she wondered what information they didn't tell her. What was it that they were trying to say to her…

But straight to the point. As you may know I once dated Melissa Florence, who was a great witch, just like you Intelligent, beautiful, caring. Well, I never told you what happened to her in the end. One day she fell pregnant and she gave birth to a beautiful young baby girl.

She was the cutest thing in the room, no the whole level in fact. The name that Melissa named the gorgeous little child was Hermione. I know you might be confused right now, but she was your mother. Your biological mother.

You may be wondering where she is now, well she had died several hours later, her blood had gotten infected and it was in her blood stream in a matter of minutes. She merely lay there, dying. She never even got to hold you, her own daughter.

So then I had you as my own and I met you new mother in London. We hit it off and that's when you started to grow up. We are very sorry we have never told you until now. Your mother was afraid that you would reject her.

Always remember that she loves you, and would never let any harm come your way. We both love you and we hope that you will see this as something that was essential to know.

With plenty of Love,

Mom and Dad.

Hermione read the last couple of lines and felt a few tears fall down her cheek. This was such a huge shock. She didn't know what to do. She felt, betrayed and lied to. It's like she had no meaning. She felt angry and something else, but she just couldn't describe it.

She felt so furious, she felt like breaking something. She grabbed her wand and ran back to the Hall and straight the Gryffindor table. She found Harry and tapped on his shoulder roughly.

He turned around and stood up facing her. He was slightly taller than her. He said "What do you want now?". Hermione scrunched up her fists and soon her knuckles became white. "Who were you sleeping with!" she roared.

A few heads turned from the Gryffindor table. "Aw, don't start this again…" whined Harry. "Get over it, we weren't dating. Not properly anyway."

Harry went to turn but Hermione grabbed his shoulder to stop him. "Who was it, you must tell me" demanded Hermione. Harry took a deep breath and said "It doesn't matter she shagged me while you didn't".

Now a lot of people were looking, even Draco Malfoy. "Why you arrogant bastard!" yelled Hermione. She put up her fist and punched him right in the nose. Then as he was slightly leaning forwards she grabbed his shoulders and kneed him extremely hard in the stomach. He then fell to his knees.

"What the hell…what's wrong with you!" he yelled. Then she tried to kick him again when somebody grabbed her arms. She tried to release herself and tried to injure Harry once more but they had her. The person carried her out of the hall and let her go. She looked at the person furiously and saw Hagrid.

"What was that a'bout?" her asked calmly. "None of your business…" snapped Hermione while she walked away rather quickly. She dashed off to her dorm. She jumped onto her bed and thought about what she just got herself into.

I Punched and kneed Harry Potter. She thought to herself.

Then something occurred to her. She was a pureblood. She had both a wizard father and a witch as her Biological mother.

Oh my god…she thought.

It felt so good punching Harry. Wow, that was a great feeling. No more Miss nice girl. That's it; I'm not going to be nice to them again. I'm going to be bitchy and I'm going to be me. A pureblood. Hermione laughed to herself quietly.

She glanced at the letter and noticed there was another piece of paper. She held it and realised it was her birth Certificate. Stating that she was indeed a Pureblood. Yes. She thought.

Hermione heard the door open then close once more. Then she wondered. Can I become a Slytherin? That would be awesome, oh my, would I be able to join the Dark Lord? Become a Death Eater! I hope so. I liked hurting people. Especially Harry Potter.

Hermione went outside to the balcony and stared outside. She wondered how to become a Death Eater and such. Before she wouldn't even dare think these thoughts, she wouldn't dare think about learning the Dark Arts. But she wanted to, she craved to kill. Then she thought to herself. Melissa Florence. That sounds familiar. She, was something great, her name screamed it.

Who was Melissa Florence?

Hermione walked back into her room and decided that she ought to take a bath. She took everything off and wrapped a towel around herself. She then walked into the bathroom. Where she saw Draco Malfoy relaxing in the bath tub….naked, though she couldn't see anything, it was a bubble bath ( the bath is separate to the shower, and it's the size of a spa).

"Bubbles? The great Draco Malfoy sitting in...Bubbles?" mocked Hermione. Draco looked up at her. "What do you care Mudblood? And what are yo u doing? Perving on me. I wouldn't be surprised. Oh, and great work beating up Potter, you broke his nose. Even for a Mudblood" said Draco.

Hermione didn't leave the bathroom, even though she was partly naked, as was Draco. She liked the fact that she had broken Harry's nose. "For your information, I'm a pureblood" she said while smirking at Draco and leaning on the sink with one arm.

"How dare you present yourself as a Pureblood. I should kill you right now!" snarled Draco, who was outraged. Hermione went into her room and fetched her Birth Certificate, she shoved it in Draco's face and smirked. Draco held it in both hands and stared at it. His face kind of reflected Disbelief and shock.

He threw it on the floor and said "It must be a mistake or a fake…". Even Hermione could tell that he half believed what he just said. Because there was the icon of the Ministry for Magic on it, that was there to inform people that it was a real document and not a fake one.

Then Hermione laughed "Oh please, you didn't quite believe yourself when you said that, did you? You silly little boy…".

I can't believe this…Granger's a Pureblood. This changes a lot. Thought Malfoy

Then something clicked in his brain. Melissa Florence? Oh my god…

"Your mother's Melissa Florence?" asked Draco, who was unsure.

"That's what it says on my birth Certificate.." said Hermione as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, which I suppose was right.

"Don't you give me that tone.." snapped Draco.

"Or please. What are you going to do.." said Hermione he hands were on her hips.

She looks so hot, I have got to have that.. Thought Draco. He shook his head mentally. No.

"Well anyway. Do you know who your mother was?" asked Draco.

Hermione thought about this. "No. do you know who she was. She sounds familiar.."

"Yes, in fact I do.."

"Well tell me!" demanded Hermione.

"What will I get for it.."

"What, Just tell me or I'll-"

"What? Flash me? Hmm…that doesn't sound half bad." Said Draco smirking.

Hermione let out a frustrated growl. She then walked over to Malfoy who remained in the bath. She stepped into the water, be careful not to stand on anything and she kneeled down, she was still in her towel, which was getting wet.

Draco was kind of shocked but quickly adjusted. Hermione leaned in closer to Draco's face. Then her lips were a few centimetres away from Draco's. He could feel her hot breath on his ears, he quivered with excitement. He felt so…so..turned on. Hermione put he hands next to Draco's body to keep her balance.

Then she whispered into his ear "Malfoy, I just thought of something…remember last year when you broke Potters nose, and left his there under his invisibility cloak?".

Malfoy recalled this incident and laughed "yes, actually I do".

"Well" continued Hermione. "I think now, that what you did was awesome, and it made me feel…amazed that you could do something so great. Funny wasn't it. You're so hot when you do things so bad like that…". Hermione then licked Draco's cheek and got out of the bath tub and stood into the shower and closed the door (She's still wearing the towel). She switched on the taps and threw the towel over the shower door.

Draco cursed to himself because he couldn't see her, the steam was covering his view of her naked body. He also felt himself rising. That was so sexy. Thought Draco.

Hermione awoke the next morning to birds singing happily outside in the morning's sunshine. She got up and grabbed her wand, she walked over out to the balcony and yelled "Silenco!". Then the birds didn't make another noise.

Hermione got ready for school and walked to the library to do some stuff. On the way to the Library she thought about what she did last night. It felt so good to be in the same bath with him. He was so hot last night. She just wished that she could have been able to stay with him, in the bath.

When she got to the library she put her books and things down and went straight into the restricted area. She was in the 'D' section looking for information and books about the Dark Arts. She heard that someone was approaching but she didn't give a rat's ass. So she continued rummaging through the books.

Then she realised that the person had already arrived and that they were standing right behind her. She turned around and said "What?". She then realised it was Draco Malfoy. "Look, if you want to do something 'bad' you have to try and stay out of trouble.." he said while smirking.

"What ever.." replied Hermione turning back to the books. "What did you do to your hair?" asked Draco looking at it. That morning Hermione was so sick and tired of it, she decided to give it a little trim and she straightened it. Permanently. It was still quite long seeing that it was once curly and short. It became longer because it was straight. It reached the bottom of her shoulder blade.

"Well, it looks way better.." he continued. "Look, I like it way better when you mean" said Hermione as she turned around. Draco's face seemed to change a bit as if he was thinking 'really?'. "Yes, I find you more attractive when you being…somewhat. Evil?..." continued Hermione. She stared up at him. Unable to break the stare. He was staring right back at her too. "What are you looking for? Something to do with school work or something, or is it more like, ways to seduce hot Slytherins" he said smugly.

"I do hope that your not talking about yourself.." said Hermione. "No, in fact I'm looking for things on the Dark Arts. I suppose it's one of you expertise.." snapped Hermione. "Indeed it is..why would you want to know. Want to become a Death eater or something?" said Draco half laughing.

"Exactly" replied Hermione, her face expressionless. Draco stopped laughing and stared at her. "You can't be serious?" he spat. "Oh yes I can" she replied.
"You? The goody two shoes? Wants to be a death eater?" said Draco, not believing anything she had said. "Yes, I do. Do you know how I could do that?" she asked.

Draco was a bit stunned at this sudden want of hers. She must be lying, why would she want to be a Death Eater. "Tell the truth.." said Draco. "I want to be a Death Eater" said Hermione simply. "The real truth, I demand you tell what this little game is about!" yelled Draco. "I want to become a Death-" but Hermione was cut off, because Draco had slapped her across the face, not really hard, but hard enough to let her know that he wanted the real truth and that he would hurt her if she lied.

Hermione looked at Draco once more and moved her jaw around, to represent that she wasn't very happy, then she smirked. Draco wondered why. Then Hermione grabbed Draco's neck and pulled him towards her, where she pressed her lips to his.

She licked Draco's lips asking for entrance, and he parted them. He inserted his tongue into Hermione's. It was like their tongues were having a wrestling match. Hermione ran her hands through Draco's silky blonde hair.

Draco's hands moved underneath Hermione's shirt and onto her back and rubbed it. Then he moved his hands to her sides and he felt her, and rubbed her legs. Things were getting pretty heated between them. But then Hermione broke the kiss. She was panting, as was Draco.

"I want to become a Death Eater" said Hermione seriously. Draco realised that she wasn't lying.