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Devilish chapter 7

New bedroom, and a Draco to Deal With

Recap on Last Chapter

She walked to her room leaving Draco alone in the hallway. When she reached her new bedroom, she rolled her eyes remembering Draco's room was right in front of hers. She entered quickly and noticed that everything was in order. She walked over to a big, white, closet that was in one corner of the bedroom. She opened it carefuly and saw her not only her own clothes there, she saw clothes that she had never seen before. Like this really pretty grey sundress with white spaghetti stripes. Or these pair of shoes that she would never wear, they were jet black stilettos. She closed the closet doors and turned around.

"Hello, Hermione"

Hermione screamed and closed her eyes. When she noticed that nothing hit her, stabbed her, or kill her, she opened her eyes to find,

"Anne! Oh God! You scared the living sould out of me!" Hermione screamed when she saw Anne, the maiden, looking at her with a weird look on her face

"Oh, I'm sorry, dear-

"Please Anne...don't call me dear" Hermione cut her off, remembering that only Mrs. Weasley or her parents called her that

"Oh, I'm sorry Hermione" she said again as Hermione nodded and walked to her bed

Hermione could still feel her heart beat, but ignored it when noticed that Anne was watching her. She smiled and Anne smiled back. Hermione took a look at her new bedroom and smiled.

"Did you do all of this?" she asked to Anne

"Excuse me?"

"Did you do all of this? As in decorating the room, I mean" Hermione asked again smiling

"Not exactly. Mrs. Malfoy was the one with the idea, I was going to decorate it anyway, but she had some great ideas" Anne said

"Narcissa did this?" Hermione pointed at the room

The room wasn't awful as she would have expected from Narcissa Malfoy. It was painted white with lilac touches. The desk was a soft lilac, and the room smelled like Jasmines Flowers. There were pictures Hermione didn't recognise, but looked very professional and classy. The bed was a queen sized bed, with white and lilac covers. Hermione smiled at the bedroom, but still couldn't figure out something.

"Why would she do this for me? Why did she decorate the room for a mudblood like me?"

"Well, I don't-"

"Anne, please leave the room" said a silky, but sweet voice in back of Hermione

Anne stood up immediately, and walked fast to the door. As she did so, Hermione looked at the person that had called out, but found no one...only a black silhouette. She stood up just to show some respect, not that she wanted to, and looked down. The silhouette stepped away from the darkness.

"Please, sit down, Hermione" the silhouette said and Hermione sat down quickly

"Mrs. Malfoy?" Hermione said edging to the edge on her bed

"Yes indeed, Hermione...do you like your room?" Narcissa said coming out of the shadows

Hermione looked at the room once more, sincerely smiling. She liked the room a lot, it was beautiful and it smelled good. Hermione took a look at Narcissa before answering.

"Yes, thank you Mrs. Malfoy-"

"Please...Narcissa" Narcissa cut her off with her hand in the air

"It-it's beautiful. How did you come up with all of this?" She asked getting up and walking over to the window

"Oh well, I have got to admit, I do have a great creative mind" Narcissa said smiling

"Hermione, I need to talk to you" Narcissa said as Hermione turned around with a confused look

"Yes" Hermione tried, but it sounded more like a question

Narcissa signaled Hermione to sit down in the bed, and Hermione did so. Narcissa summoned a chair and set it in front of where Hermione was sitting. There was a long pause in which Hermione and Narcissa stared at each other, before Hermione spoke.

"Is this about me dating Draco? Because if it is, I totally understand-"

"No, it is not about him." she said taking her gaze away from Hermione, "It's about your parents"

Hermione stood up furiously when she heard this. She stormed over to the window again, and Narcissa followed her.

"Hermione please listen to me"

"I won't mind if you go away" Hermione answered flatly

"Please," Hermione turned to look at her, "listen to me. I ask for just five minutes"

Hermione turned fully, so she now faced her completely.

"I want you to know that I completely disagreed with this, Hermione. That I disaproved-"

"But you let it happen, didn't you?" Hermione said feeling tears filling her eyes

"I didn't want to die, Hermione, you fully know that I'm not a pure blood" she said walking closer to her (A/N: Just to make it a little better, please let me now if I offend you in any kind of way)

Hermione did, in fact, knew this. She had unrevealed this a long time ago, but decided it was better to leave it as it was. Narcissa was not a pure-blood, she wasn't a muggle-born either. She was just a half-blood, but since she married the pure blood Malfoy, she was supposed to say that she was as pure blood as him.

"Well, I would have prefered dying then betraying my friends!" Hermione screamed

"You betrayed your friends too, by letting Voldemort put that damn mark on your arm!"

There was a moment of truth. Hermione knew she had done it, she knew she had betrayed her friends and The Order. Narcissa stared at Hermione with intensity as she walked nearer to her.

"Hermione, I'm here to help you in any way. I know pretty well that you were forced to accept to come to the Dark Side, and I do not want history to repeat. I'll see you tomorrow"

And with that Narcissa disappeared. Hermione collapsed on her bed with her arms extended to her arms.

"What did she mean by 'I don't want history to repeat'?" she asked herself softly

Hermione knew that Narcissa wasn't a pure-blood, but she did not know her history. Hermione closed her eyes trying to think of what possibly could be what Narcissa was talking about. How did she know that they had forced her in? How could she possibly know that they had killed her parents? This thoughts were scaring Hermione.

She stat up in her bed and scratched her head, she groaned. She knew this would not stay like this. She checked the time in the clock on the wall.

"Great, thirty past twelve" she said getting up

She walked over to the closet and opened the doors. She looked for a night gown, or at least pajamas, that she could wear over the night. She saw this really nice pajamas shorts that matched the tank top. It was black with white, and had cute touches. (A/N: You could see this in my profile)

She took off her clothes and tossed them to the side. She also took both of her bandages, the one in her leg and the one in her arm. Her leg was better then last time she saw it. It was starting to leave the scar only, and it, of course wasn't bleeding anymore. She smiled and grabbed her wand, she put a spell so it would scar faster. After she was done with that, she looked at her arm. She was already used to seeing The Dark Mark there, she sighed and threw the bandages away.

She put the tank top and the shorts on, and hopped onto the bed. She wondered why had all of this happened to her. Why did they let her live instead of killing her with just one course? Suddenly one thought led her to another and she got it. It had hit her head as if it were a bludger. Voldemort could have chosen Ron, but Ron would always be near Harry, and Harry was a danger for Draco. So they chose the easy target instead, and that meant Hermione.

"Bastard" Hermione said madly

She rolled over and fell asleep, dreaming about a certain witch and a certain wizard.

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The room was filled with sunshine. There was sunshine everywhere you looked, but it was a little overshadowed by the curtains. The room was big, and still smelled like Jasmines Flowers. The bed was still there, and the girl was sleeping peacefully in it also. That girl shifted and covered her eyes with her pillow, and pulled the covers over her head.

The room was peacefully for a while, until there was a loud knock on the door.

"HERMIONE! WAKE UP!"

Hermione jumped out and fell out of bed with a loud 'thump'. When she opened her eyes, she groaned and remembered everything.

"Hermione!"

"COME IN!" Hermione screamed trying to get up...unsuccessfully

The person knocking the door came in hurriedly, and putting some stuff in the bed.

"Oh Hermione! Are you ok?" Anne said when she saw Hermione in the floor

"Yes...I'm just a little bit...down" Hermione answered jokingly

Anne laughed and helped her up. After she was done she got the clothes that Hermione left in the floor and sent them somewhere else. Hermione looked at the stuff that Anne had put before in her bed, there was a muggle gun, a bow, and arrows. Hermione furrowed her brows, and looked at Anne.

"I see, you found by yourself your pajamas" said Anne sitting next to her in a chair

Hermione looked down at her pajamas and smiled,

"Yeah...what are these things for?" she asked crawling near them

"Oh, those are for you training. Mr. Malfoy told me to bring them to you. But first you need to change into comfortable clothes" she said standing up

"I do?" Hermione asked

But Anne didn't answer, instead she went over to the closet and started ruffling around clothes. Hermione looked at her rather odd, until Anne stopped and grabbed something. She walked over to where Hermione was sitting and dropped some clothes on the bed. Hermione looked at them and there were some dancing, black shorts, and a white tee.

"You could change in here, I will be waiting outside for you. So when you finish just walk outside" Anne smiled and walked outside

Hermione waited for her to be out the door to start changing. She stood up slowly, and looked at the clock, which read 7:30. She frowned an started to change from her pajamas to the clothes that Anne left for her.

When she was done she looked around the room, and found that the stuff that Anne had placed on her bed were not there anymore. She walked outside and closed the dor behind her. Anne looked at her and smiled.

"Follow me, Hermione"

Hermione followed her through doors and hallways, sometimes looking at the paintings on the wall. Hermione could not help but think where Draco might have been right at that moment. It was not that she was worried, he could get along by himslef, it was because of how she left him hanging last night. She had dissed him, and she didn't want him to think that she didn't want him.

Well, the very truth was that she didn't care, but she was really afraid to fall for him. A thing that she dread with all her heart, but that was happening to-

"We're here" said Anne loudly breaking into Hermione's thoughts

Hermione did not speak, instead she opened the big black doors that led her to a very dark room. As she stepped inside the room the lights started to turn on one by one. At the end of the room there was a table, a silver table that had something on top of it. She walked further in and the doors closed, this made her jump at the sound of it.

"Ah...there you are, Granger" said a silky voice that made Hermione's hair stand up

She turned slowley around and had bearly enough time to duck, when a spell went right next to her. When she hit the floor she instantly drew her wand and stood up. She looked everywhere and pointed her wand as she heard herself breathing heavily.

"Who's there?" she asked her voice shaking

"Protego!" she screamed as she turned around and saw a course fired at her

"Expeliarmus!"

The spell had hit her. Her wand flew away and she fell to the floor. She hit her head and got dizzy for a second or two. She turned her head looking for her attacker. A few seconds after she heard footsteps coming closer so she tried to stand up, putting her forearms in the cold floor.

"Granger...you were doing good. Until a simple spell like expeliarmuswas directed your way" said the voice she recognized as Voldemort's

She stood up, and rushed to her wand. She pointed it back at him just as he was pointing his. He put his wand down, but she did not. Instead, she pointed it directly at his heart...or where it should have been.

"Put that wand down Granger" he said

She did it involuntarily and it was really painful. She dropped her wand in the cold floor and looked back up at Voldemort.

"You will now start your training, and I will be watching you from that chair. The other Death Eaters will train you, and after this I want you to go see Narcissa...I sthat clear?" he asked her walking to his throne

"Yes, My Lord" she said silently

"Pick up your wand and start" as he said this Hermione didn't think twice and picked her wand up

Just when she pointed her wand to the nowhere she heard Voldemort say, "Your training starts now"

When he finished his statement she saw hex being thrown at her. She ducked down, and got the courage to try to fire at least a hex at her attacker. She got up and ran to the side of the room while throwing a spell at the attacker. One spell almost hit her but she moved away from it. She tried to move from side to side quickly to make it harder for the attacker to aim at her.

"Expeliarmus" she yelled while she made the silhouette of the man

The man's wand fell to the floor, and he threw his hands up at the air. She did not put her wand down, instead she walked closer to him. As she was about to step right in front of him, she heard someone clapping behind her. She turned around to see who was doing this, because Voldemort was still sitting on his throne.

She should not have turned around. As she gave her attacker her back, he kicked her back and picked his wand up. She dropped her wand and let her back onto the cold floor to relieve the pain. The attacker grabbed her wand and pointed his own at her. He stepped out of the darkness, only to show his face.

"Draco" she whispered unbelievably

"Crucio!" he said wincing at his own words

Hermione screamed.

She felt sick, and the sickness did not let her move. The only movement she could possibly do was to move from side to side to try to make the pain possible. She hated the feeling of the curse, and if Draco continued she felt as if she were going to die right there. She felt tears fall down her cheeks as she screamed her lungs out.

When Draco saw her in the floor crying and screaming, he lifted the curse up. He dropped his wand and ran to her. When he reached her she was in the floor crying uncontrolably. He dropped to his knees and hugged her as if his life depended on it. When she was on his arms, she hugged him back digging her nails into his back.

"I'm sorry...I...I am so sorry Hermione...I'm sorry..." he whispered into her hair rocking her back and forth

"Ahh...Draco...Could this be...I do not know...Love?" Voldemort said approaching the two in the floor

"Yes, My Lord" Draco said loudly

"Ahhh...that is a bad thing...but since you two are in The Dark Side, you are not going to get a punishment. Granger," Hermione looked up with puffy red eyes, "your training is done for today"

With that, Voldemort disappeared out of the room.

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