Hi hi! I know, I know. I shoulda updated sooner. -dodges knives- Oo But now killing on meh!

Anywho, I didn't realize how untrustworthy you people thought Neville was. Poor kid. I'd like to thank all who reviewed though. You are all loved...a lot. I'm gonna try and update more. I've been busy with school lately.

I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER...I wish I did though...-sob-

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Chapter Five: Story Telling

Voldermort waiting impaitently as his Death Eaters gathered in the large ball room deep within the Malfoy Manor.. Right now, just The thought of what had been put into his genius plan and what that plan would cause... It made him feel more alive than he had in years. He silently watched as the last member quickly walked inside the room and the large wooden door slammed loudly behind him. They all were before him waiting as if they had all the time in the world, while bowing like good little minions.

"I have some very exciting news for you all .It has to do with that failure daring to interupt our meeting the other day. " He stood up proudly, his empty eyes shining with evil. "It seems that Potter's bookworm will be a very valuable pawn in this game."

Without warning Draco Malfoy, who was presently near the very front, began to laugh as if a joke was told. "That Whore of a Mudblood? What would she do-" Before he could even finish his second sentance, he was on the dirty ground howling in pain.

"You see my Death Eaters. Hermione Granger is actually The Hermione Malfoy. The daughter of Samuel Malfoy." His eyes landed once more on Draco with a very annoyed look on his face as the boy continued to scream. He lifted his wand and the curse, leaving the room quiet as a morgue. "She is our key to winning this bloody war."

Voldermort sat down in his chair once more, "Snape come here. I have a question for you." As he spoke, a cloaked figure emerged from the mass of black robes.

"Yes Milord?" Snape said emotionless as he bowed deepy before his Master.

"For our plan to go accordingly, you will need to aquire Miss Malfoy's trust. It is in your ablitly to complete this task or will my spy have to do that too?" The Dark Lord spat out towards Snape. It was as if those words left a rotten taste on his tongue.

Snape kept his infamous stone like look on his face as he answered his Master's question, "Yes I will be able to Milord. Give me time, and it shall be done."

"Good, You have until the next meeting. Keep me informed." He looked once more at his minions. Suddenly, he was quite bored. "Now go!" He turned to the rest of his Death Eaters. "Bring in the muggles. We shall dine tonight."

Voldermort's eyes followed Snape as he quickly left the room. He turned his head back as a few dozen women and girls were dragged to into the room. He licked his lips hungerly, it was going to be a enjoyable night...

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Snape mentally sighed to himself as he stepped silently inside of the Order's base. He stood there, waiting to hear someone inside. His ears could pick up nothing at all, except for the sounds the troubled girl upstairs was making of course. Two things occured to the Professor at this time. One, they had left her alone and two, now was the perfect time to talk to her.

He slowly made his way up the twisted staircase and halted at her door. He knocked against the door politely, but nothing happened. Snape expected as much. Closing his eyes, he quickly changed into his animagus form which was ironicly, a snake.

He slithered underneath the door and into the room. He spotted her rather quickly on the bed. She seemed to be sleeping. Without a second thought, he shifted back into his human form. He sighed softly at the tear streaks that were still very visable on the Hermione's face. It seems that she had been crying for quite a while before she slipped into dreamland.

Snape gently sat down on the bed, careful not to touch her. "Granger?" He said softly as he shook her. He did not want a pissed off witch on his hands."Granger, wake up" This time he was a bit more forceful.

She opened one of her eyes and looked at him. Hermione stared at him for a minute before everything dawning on her. She shot up in bed, "Snape?"

"Yes Granger, I made it passed your wards quite easily." He smirked his classic smirk as Hermione made a annoyed look at him. "You can look at me like that all day or wise up and ask me questions about your past before the others get home. Your choice"

Just as quickly, the annoyed look turned into one of surprise. "W-Why are you doing this? I thought you hated me?" She let a mixture of curiousness and self annoyance in as she spoke.

"Believe it or not, it is not good for the war or Potter for you to stay up here. Your issues have effected the entire Order. We can not stop The Dark Lord while they are worried about you." He said in a matter-of-fact mannor.

"Oh.." Hermione looked away in thought before getting the nerve to look back up at him. "So, who am I exactly. I know a Malfoy but.."

Snape nodded, "A good place to begin." He made himself more comfortable on the bed, if that was possible."You are the daughter of Samuel Malfoy, half brother to Lucius Malfoy. Samuel was born to his Mistress. He would of been thrown out right away if it wasn't for the fact that there was a prophecy made about his daughter. It was said that his daughter would be the jewel of the clash between light and dark. So of course he was encouraged to have sex as soon as his body abled it ." He noticed a disgusted look cross Hermione's face. "It is the truth. You would expect that he would inpregnate one woman, but he didn't. The dark lord was getting furious."

He sighed softly, "But then he finally got one pregnant. It was an accident too. He was lucky it was with a pureblood. She was from Ravenclaw, top of her class. He had used a Unforgivable to sleep with her. The Dark Lord couldn't of been happier. As soon as they could, they were married off and sent into the muggle world. They couldn't risk The Order finding them. They couldn't let it happen. No one was to know what happened to you or them. There was a rumor spread that The Dark Lord killed your father, so no one would go looking. It worked too." He laughed bitterly.

"Me? How am I suppose to be this jewel?" Hermione stated, during his talk she had brought her knees up to her chin. "I'm just another Know-it-all."

"You are not." Snape said as it if were a well known fact. He sat silently for a minute, "Would you like to see your true self?"

She looked at him in confusion, "True self?"

He sighed softly, "Yes,. true self. After you were born, your father put a very strong allusion cham on you. The only way to remove it is by saying the spell itself."

"I guess.." Hermione said hesitantly. "It would be strange, but I don't want anymore lies.." She got off the bed and stood before him. "So what do I have to do?"

He looked at her once more, "Repeat after me. Veneficus Secedo"

"Veneficus Secedo"

"Restituo Mihi Ut Exemplar Vultus"

"Restituo Mihi Ut Exemplar Vultus" A soon as those words left her mouth, she began to glow. The light became to bright, Snape had to close his eyes. After the glow had faded, instead of the bushy haired know-it-all there was a 5'7" wavey haired blonde. Her eyes were the imfamous steel blue and her skin was a snowy white. Her teeth were perfect.

He watched as Hermione gaped at herself in the mirror. "Is..is that really me?" She was in utter shock.

"You are looking at Hermione Malfoy. Not Hermione Granger." He said to her. Snape adruptly stood up and walked to the door, "You do realize that you hold no blame for your father's actions, nor your uncles. To your friends and to the Order.. you are still the same book worm. Do not let blood interfere with your heart." Without another word, Snape walked out the bedroom door and down the steps leaving Hermione to her thoughts.

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What did you think? The spell is suppose to be Latin and mean "Magic retreat, Restore me to original form." If it sucks, I'm sorry. I used a online translator. I promise I'll update sooner! Please review!!!