Hermione pov:
Chapter 3:

Dear Hermoine,
We are pleased that you agreed to join us at the Malfoy manor before you head off to your first year at Hogwarts. As we have told your father you are here to come and be a good role model and friend for my daughter, Ariana. You should bring your Hogwarts supplies with unless you haven't got it yet, then you can come shopping with us. As we said before we are really pleased you could join us. Can't wait to meet you formally.
Sincerely,
Narcissa Malfoy

I let out a breath I didn't remember holding. I didn't need to go to another house. I dont need to pretend to be some perfect little girl that dose nothing wrong. I like to climb trees. I like to play. I like wearing play clothes. I like playing quititch for goodness sakes, but when I'm in public I like dresses. I like gloves. I like acting like a lady. But the worst part is I have to pretend I like hating muggleborns. When I'm at home I don't have to worry about pretending any more I can be myself, but my father is sending me to one of his 'friends' house so now stating this afternoon I have to pretend for a whole month.

I heard the door to my room creep open, and the wind it unsettled caused my dress to flutter for a few seconds. I didn't need to turn around to know it was my father I could smell his scent the minute he walked in, I'm not saying he smelt bad he smells really good, it's just i would know his scent any where.

"Hermione are you ready to go, are you packed?" my father asked.

"Yes father," I said.

"I gave the Malfoy's some money so you can go school shopping," he said to me.

"Yes father," I repeated.

"Alright, I'll have one of the house elves bring your trunk over," he said to me.

"Yes father," I said for the third time.

I turned around so that i could look at him he was in his late fifties but he looked older considering every thing he went through in the past fifteen years, it just happened that when I was born my mother died in labor and that took a really big toll on him. His hair line was receding, but it worked for him, he still looks rather handsome, or that's at least what the lady's say at the Sunday lunch. He still kept his body in the best shape that he could considering his age. I ran at him and threw my arms around him and gave him the biggest hug I've ever gave some one.

"Please don't make me go, I want to stay with you," I said with tears in my eyes.

He finale responded with tightening his arms around me. "Sweetheart we already told them your going, and it would be a chance to make friends your age before school started that way you know some one. Can you be a strong little girl for me," he said with kindness in his voice.

"I'll try...for you," I told him wiping the tears out of my eyes sniffling a little bit.

"That's my big girl," he said while giving me a squeeze and then letting me go. "I'll race you down stairs," he said and then took off out of the room. He beat me out of my room but I beat him down the long white hallway. Everything on my side of the wing was in bright colors. Dad told me that once I get placed in my house, at Hogwarts, I can paint it what ever I want along with decorations so it something to look forward to. I raced down the marble staircase. Ran passed one of the house elves.

"Mss. Hermione your lunch," cried the little house elf.

"Thank you, but I'm not hungry," I yelled back to the elf.

I ran down the last hallway to the fire place that we flooed from I gave it everything I had. I was so close and then I saw him. He took another hallway and now he was in front of me he quickly threw open the door bolted in then turned around and I ran in to him and we tumbled to the floor laughing. I tried getting up and was on one knee and then a strong arm grabed my dress, and pulled I fell to the floor with a scream. He chuckled then stood up and grabed me and set me right. I laughed and then we quickly calmed our laughter, but couldn't control the beat of my heart as quickly.

"Alright its time to go, pumkin," father said.

"Ok, goodbye dad see ya durin the holidays I promise I'll come home," I said still slightly cheerfully from earlier.

"Ok see you then, love you, sweetheart." he said to me.

"Love you too. Malfoy manor!" I yelled as I stepped into the fire place and through the floo powder.

It's a pleasant feeling flooing when you step into the flames it feels like the first breath of spring. Until it's over and then the sensations gone again. The worst part about it would have to be is if your not holding your body together tightly enough you end up in the wrong place, but that's about it.

When I finally reached the right location I stood perfectly still just to make sure I was done moving. When I finally opened my eyes I saw a beautiful woman standing across the room. She had long strait fine blonde hair. She was wearing a day dress with the unique color of a grayish blue, which brought out her very blue eyes. She was extremely pale but on her it just made her look more fragile then she would appear to be other wise. In all and all she was extremely beautiful.

I slowly stepped out in case there was something to trip over. I walked toward the woman and then stopped in reaching distance. I watched as she slowly took in my curly chocolate brown hair. My light brown eyes, and my blemish-less skin. My un-dirty, un-torn, cream strapless knee length dress. Then she did the exact opposite of what I thought she was going to do. She smiled not a nice smile, a smile that looks like your up to something smile I don't like it.

"Hello you must be Hermione. I'm Mrs. Malfoy, but you can call me Narcissa. The children are in the gardens all show you the way," she smiled sweetly.

She motioned that I should fallow her so I did. We walked down a gloomy hallway painted black and forest green. We passed quite a few portraits and most of them were either smirking or glaring, and if they weren't doing that they weren't paying attention at all. At the end of the hallway there was a huge door that you would see usually for a balcony which lead out side. We walked all the way down the hallway at an extremely slow pace when we finale got here she said "go have fun," which shocked me to be honest, then she just turned around and left. So I did what any one else would do I opened the door and stared in amazement.
The garden was huge and beautiful. There was flower beds every where, but the one that caught my eye was the biggest one right in the middle of the yard that held a bunch of bleeding hearts, a flower. The one thing that shocked me the most was the fact that a boy around my age was kicking at them.

"Hey those are beautiful flowers STOP kicking them," I yelled at him.

He jerked around trying to find out who said that. When he finale found out. Brown meet sliver.

A/N ok hi I had one of my cousins read this story and he told me the only confusing part is the age in case anyone was wondering there all ten and in one month there all heading to there first year to Hogwarts. Sorry if I confused anyone. Please review dose it need anything please let me know.
Love,
Sarah