Beautiful secret- chapter 2
With an audible 'pop' they arrived at the burrow, Hermione plastered a smile on her face and began walking towards the rickety old building. She was greeted in a bundle of frills and boobs as Molly swept her up in a hug, fussing over her and telling her that she had missed her. Hermione was seething inside but she bottled it up and continued as if she knew nothing, she quickly excused herself and left her 'father' with Molly. She was standing inside the room she shared with Ginny packing up the last of her things when Ron and Harry appeared next to her, she was caught. On the spot she started spewing out nonsense about how it was the last summer and that she probably won't be back for extended periods in time for a while, while looking sceptical, they didn't say anything and left her to get on with it. Ten minutes and 4 bags later, she was back in Malfoy manor with Draco and her family. They had told her that Albus would have to be contacted soon if she wanted to get resorted, Hermione eagerly nodded her head, desperate to get out of the hellhole that was Gryffindor. No less than half an hour later, Hermione was standing outside the headbastards office.
"Headmaster," she began, "I was wondering whether it would be okay if I got resorted, I just think I have matured so much in the past 6 years, its only fair I spend my last year somewhere I belong."
"My dear girl, why on earth would you doubt your Gryffindor qualities? Surely there is no better house? And what about Harry, and Ron, and I'm really not sure how Neville will take this my dear." He told her, "But whatever you want my dear," he quickly added after seeing her glare.
The old sorting hat was brought out and placed on Hermione's head.
What do we have here, I'm sure it's not September yet... I haven't written my song! Oh dear, oh dear...
Wait a sec, Hermione ...Hermione SNAPE. I see you finally have found out, I'm sorry my dear, I was spelled to keep it a secret, I truly am sorry. Well, I suppose you want to be resorted, am I right? Okay. Well, you have qualities from all houses but after your recent ordeal, you are lacking in trust which is understandable, you obviously don't want to be in Gryffindor, you have a hidden agenda, sneaky... cunning... clever... you're a SLYTHERIN. Good choice my dear.
Dumbledore paled visibly and a victorious smirk crossed Hermione's face. Without so much as a polite goodbye, Hermione left the headmasters office and apparated home.
Hermione spend most of the summer getting to know her family. She learnt all about slytherin from Tom, who had told her she would be the heir to slytherin when he dies due to her being his next of kin. She learnt all about the black family and the Malfoy family from Bella, all about her family from her dad, and all about politics and pureblood etiquette from Lucius and Narcissa. In her free time, Hermione and Draco devised a plan to get revenge on those she had trusted for so long. Time rolled by quickly during the rest of the summer and before long it was time to head back to Hogwarts.