A/n: what is this? Chapter Eight? Wow, never expected to go this far, lol.

On an early Sunday morning in late November, Hermione was searching through the cabinets of the kitchen in the room next to Draco's staircase. Draco was not awake and she guessed it was either too early before breakfast was served or she was just too lazy to go. She found a box of Coco Puffs. "Hello, dear friend. Mmm...chocolate heaven" she said to herself. She pulled out a bowl and a carton of milk from the mini refrigerator.

Taking a spoon from the counter and she simply made a bowl of cereal. She took the bowl to the common room and plopped onto the couch. She wished she had a t.v. Although morning programs are boring, she just wanted something to do while she ate. As she munched and crunched on a spoonful of Coco Puffs, she looked down at her lightly painted toenails.

She felt a drop of now chocolate milk spill from the side of her mouth. She brushed it away with her sleeve. Thinking about what she should do to kill time, the necklace crossed her mind. V. N. M. She still had no idea on what those letters could stand for.

Pretty soon, Hermione heard footsteps. She put another spoonful of Coco Puffs in her mouth and chewed. Draco entered the common room with a yawn and a scratch of his head. "Good morning" Hermione said while chewing. Draco looked at her tiredly. He opened his mouth but closed it again. Looking as if he had forgotten what he was about to say. He walked over to her and sat next to Hermione on the couch. He put his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes. "Coco Puffs?" Hermione offered him a spoonful of cereal. He opened one eye and looked at the spoon. He nuzzled his head at her shoulder more.

"Ok...that's a no. Well, more for me." Pretty soon, Hermione finished and stood. Draco finally woke up completely and stretched. "What do you want to do?" he asked. Returning from the other room, Hermione said, "I want to go to the library." Draco raised an eyebrow. "C'mon Draco. Please?" Hermione pouted. He sighed and nodded. "Ok." Hermione smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek. She went back to her bedroom. Draco watched her leave.

He suspected this love thing was worth it. To see the gleam in her eyes when she smiles just made him feel happy inside. He sat there smiling for a few minutes before he decided to get up and take a shower.
In Hermione's bedroom she went under her bed and took out the box. Opening it, she took out the long silver chain with the large silver ring. She ran her index finger over the engravings. When she thought about V. N. M. it seemed so simple. It frustrated her that she couldn't figure it out. She grunted and changed out of her pajamas. She strolled down her staircase to the common room. Inside was Blaise himself sitting on the armrest of the couch. "Well lookie, lookie. If it isn't the mudblood herself" he snarled. Hermione glared at him. She walked over to Draco's staircase and called, "Draco! I'm heading to the library now." "Fine, fine. Go, go. I'll catch up" he called back.

She turned around and walked passed Blaise with a smirk on her face. She left the common room and headed toward the library. She passed the Gryffindor portrait hole and caught a few students coming out. These students happened to be Ron and Ginny. "Hey Hermione" Ginny smiled. Ron stared at Hermione with a glare and said nothing. "I'll be downstairs" he whispered to Ginny. She rolled her eyes and looked back at her friend. "What's up with Ron?" Hermione asked. Ginny have her a dismissive wave. "Don't mind him. He's just not comfortable about you and Malfoy's friendship." Hermione looked around. "Oh, ok. Well then...I'll speak to you later. I'm going to the library.Bye" She waved at Ginny and walked away.

"Friendship? Yea...ok.." Hermione said to herself as she entered the library. No one had noticed the necklace around Hermione's neck. She put the ring down her shirt so no one can see it. She went to the back of the room and looked at the shelves of books. "Dreams, dreams, dreams" she whispered. She came across one book with a gold and silver binding. No words were on the binding of the book. She pulled it out and looked at the cover. The cover was misty with gold and silver around the edges.

She opened the book but it closed itself. She let out a light squeak. Then, seconds later, Draco came down the aisle. "What are you doing back here?" he asks. She turned her head to look at him but the first thing she saw was Blaise standing behind him. "Err...oh. Well I'm looking for books that could help us out. To help clarify why I'm having these dreams and such." Draco nodded and sat beside her. Trying to ignore Blaise's stare, Hermione attempted to open the book again.

It opened but the pages were blank. "This is rubbish!" Hermione said angrily. No it isn't you meanie. Her eyes widened. "What the hell?" Draco furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Blaise just leaned against a bookcase, not really giving a damn. "Ask it a question" Hermione said to Draco. Flashing her a glare, he looked back at the book. Hermione looked over her shoulder and noticed that Blaise's eyes were still on her. He didn't care if she had seen him because even when their eyes connected, he had not looked away.

"Hermione. Hermione!" Draco snapped his fingers in front of Hermione's face. She looked at him, "Huh?" "I asked the book if it knew why you're having these dreams" he replied to her dimwittedness. Hermione glanced at the book. Still open, yet, still blank. Then, bold black ink appeared onto the page.

These nightmares must be forming in Hermione's head because it has a link. Links to the completion of the puzzle she must solve. As I know, Hermione is the smartest witch of her age but these dreams are blocking her sense of judgment. So she goes one way when the answer is in the opposite direction. The longer the dream, the more clues are revealed.

"And the dream I had last night? When I saw V. N. M." Hermione added. She kept her eyes on the book steadily.

Girl, that necklace you wear around your neck of course isn't a trinket of any sort. It holds black magic. Generations ago that ring was created and old, black magic was put inside it. Now with V. N. M. I'm surprised any Malfoy wouldn't know about such a ring. Rings like the one around you're neck belong to high rated purebloods. The Malfoy family as an example. Each ring is created specifically for its owner. For V. N. M. that ring was created before she was born.

"Ok so we know that Virginia is V. N. M. So...so far we have V. for Virginia. N?" Hermione was perplexed. Draco looked confused. He stared at Hermione and finally noticed the chain around her neck. He held is hand out to it and pulled out the ring. He carefully slid the chain off of her and stared at the ring closely. Directly at the engravings he saw a dim, green glow shine throw the letters.

"This is all a bunch of crap" Blaise said suddenly. "I can't believe you dragged me here for this Draco. I thought I knew you better than that. Befriending a mudblood. Please! Obviously you have lost your dear mind." With that said, Blaise walked out of the aisle and eventually out of the library. Both Hermione and Draco took that scene as insignificant. "Of course. Father spoke of these rings before. I can't believe I didn't pay attention." Draco cursed under his breath and gave the ring back to Hermione.

He stood and ran to the end of the aisle. "Draco, where in heavens name are you going!" Hermione called after him. "Sorry, love, I have to send a letter to my father." He left the library as fast as he could and headed for the common room. Left in the library alone, Hermione investigated the ring some more. "What kind of dark magic is in this ring?" she whispered.

Why are we whispering?

"I don't know."

Dumb ass.

"Rude."

Whatever. Inside that ring is something that has been spoken of many years ago. A long line of purebloods paid unbelievable amounts of galleons for these rings. Inside these rare rings is a unique power. For V. N. M. without this ring, she doesn't have the unique power.

"Then why did she give it to me 10 years ago?" questioned Hermione.

That I am unsure of. Fright perhaps? Or possibly because she didn't have any knowledge of this power and she had done such a foolish thing as to give it to you. She probably knows you have her ring by now. Or not. Whatever the reason may be, once she has that ring back in her possession, the power inside that ring will come back to her.

Remembering the last time Hermione and Draco has entered the pensive, Virginia had shaken her entire room by just holding the ring. And THAT was at 7 years old. Hermione couldn't imagine what she could do now at 17. "Does the power get stronger to the owner of the ring as they age."

Absolutely. Although, the power does begin to fade as the owner gets closer to death. The owner can tell they are going to die soon when the rings glow grows dim or stops all together. You wouldn't know how bright the rings glow is for you are not it's owner. So it only appears as a dim light to you. To the owner, it glows as bright as a flashlight is a pitch black room.

"Well do you have any clue of what the other two initials might be?"

. . . . . . .Well I already know who she is but the answer you must figure out on your own.

Hermione frowned and smacked the book.

Oww. Ok, ok. I'll give you a hint. Many pureblood families give the female child the middle name of the mother. There you go and have a nice day.

The book closed. "Like that helps." Hermione rolled her eyes.

In his bedroom, Draco sat at his desk and wrote on a piece of parchment as a letter to his mother. He had requested for his mother to repeat all the important details she and Draco's father had spoke of the rare rings. He wasn't quite sure his mother would give in so easily but he gave it a shot. 'The answer is right there. I'm sure its right in front of me but I can't see it.' he thought. He moaned and went to bed.

Hermione remained in the library. Blank book in front of her and the ring at hand. She stared at the dim glow coming from the engravings. It was so odd. Though, something was revealed. V. N. M. was a pureblood. A rich one at that. So that narrowed down the amount of families she could possibly be in. Hermione leaned her head on her hand. "Virgina...Blank...Blank...," Hermione whispered to herself. She closed her eyes and imagined the present form of V. N. M.

Girl, am I still open!

Hermione suddenly looked at the book. Being frustrated with it, she harshly closed it and put it back on the shelf. She glanced at the ring again. "Hmm..." She stood up and looked up and down the aisles again. Then she came down to a book of purebloods. The long lines, the poor and the rich. It was incredibaly thick. She opened the book to the first page and looked at the table of contents and looked for the wealthy pureblood families with the last name starting with the letter M. Every family she looked up didn't fit. Each family either didn't have a daughter with the name of Virginia, or didn't have a daughter at all. Either that happened or they didn't have a mother with the name beginning with the letter N.

The only family left that Hermione did not check was the Malfoy family. She knew Draco was an only child though. She stared at the name written in fine script. Malfoy. She thought she shouldn't because she knew the Malfoys well but she turned the page just in case.

Hermione mumbled to herself as she skimmed the page.

Lucius and Narcissa did have 2 children. Draco Malfoy being the oldest. Although the second child's personal information has been kept secure away from the public. All that is known of this child is her name. Youngest by 3 minutes after Draco was born. Young Virginia Narcissa Malfoy has been kept away from the public. (a/n: Ooops i made an error. srry guys)

Hermione didn't even read the end of that sentence. She had already dropped the book and ran to the common room. Quickly saying the password.and ran into the common room. "DRACO!" she yelled. "DRACO! Draco, Draco, Draco!" She run up his stair case and burst into his bedroom. She went over to the sleeping Draco and shook him awake. "Draco, Draco, listen to me!" she yelled.

"What, what?" a sleepy Draco said. "V. N. M. is your sister" Hermione told him, out of breath. Draco shot up in his bed, his eyes wide open. "Are you serious?" he asked. Hermione nodded wildly and explained what she had read in the library. "I...I..." Draco said, obviously shocked. He went over to his desk and kicked it hard. Hermione was sitting on his bed and lied down. Draco began to rant on about how his parents had lied to him all this time. While this occurred, Hermione had fallen asleep.

A/n: SORRY FOR THE WAIT U GUYS. HOPE U LIKE THIS!