A/N; Hey people I've been feeling like crap for the past few days and I went on here and realised I haven't updated this story in ages, and by the looks at my mistakes I hope to god I've gotten better with my grammar and spelling.

Here is the latest instalment to I Want To Be With You. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter Three.

Hermione's expression was pure shock, the letter she had let fall on to her lap read.

Miss Granger,

It has come to my attention that during this summer, we have found out that you are in fact a pureblood, you come from a long line of witches and wizards known as the Scrivens, which means you are in fact related the Tim Scrivens in Slytherin. I realise that this must be a shock to you, but apparently you were adopted buy the Granger's when your biological mother Helena gave you to them, telling them to look after you.

Your parents were being hunted by death eaters at the time of your birth because someone had been making remarks about them and the dark lord that were not true, they wanted to keep you safe, but when they came back to get you, your parents had moved, they believed it would be better for you to grow up in a loving home because it still was not safe at the time, they wanted to tell you on your seventeenth birthday, so they contacted me to inform you.

I know this will be hard to get use too but they want to meet you, they are coming to the school tomorrow and it is up to you if you wish to see them, but they really want to see you, they have so much about you.

If you are able to make tomorrows meeting please come to my office after dinner. The password is carrot cake.

Yours sincerely.

Dumbledor.

Standing up Hermione walked over to her travel case and opened it up taking out a some photo frames she likes to take with her every year she's at Hogwarts she found the one of her and her 'Parents', taking one final look at it she threw it at wall closest to the door, and watched it smash leaving shards of glass scattered across the floor. Tears fell down her face, she leant against the bed as she sat down.

'I lie, my whole life has been a lie.' she felt a lump in her throat as she tried to breathe through her misery, her breathing became heavier as she let everything sink in.

She sat there until her eyes could no longer stay open, she fell into a deep sleep not caring that she was on the floor, and everything went black.


Mourning.

Waking up on the cold floor of her room Hermione felt weak, she felt dehydrated from all the tears she had shed, she tried to shake herself out of her slump but she felt numb, when she finally managed to get herself up off the ground she walked to her shared bathroom, the door was unlocked so she knew she wouldn't be disturbed by Malfoy.

Stepping into the shower not caring that she was still in her clothes, she sat down letting the water full on her, her head was filled with so many questioned that she wanted answering but she could not find the strength to figure them out herself.

'There's a meeting tonight, should I go?' she thought, her hair had now taped itself to her face and her clothes started to feel heavier because of the amount of water that was soaked up.

Deciding that she gad all day to decide her fate, she began to get ready, throwing her wet clothes outside she let the warm water wash over her, waking her up a little but not washing away her confusion. Leaving the shower she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body tightly as if it were her life support.

Making sure no one was outside she grabbed her clothes and headed to her room where she got ready for her day, her clothes hung to every curve and her hair flowed down her back in wavy curls, putting on little make-up but enough to cover her red cheeks and to over shadow her blood-shot eyes, she made her way down to the common room and left through the portrait.

Walking down the corridor she hugged herself and let her head fall so all she could see were her shoes and the path to walk ignoring anyone's gaze, but she obviously didn't pay much attention as she walked into something hard.

"Oww." she cried, looking up to see what felt like a brick wall, which made her fall to the ground.

"Well, well Granger, I think you should watch where your going, but still nice legs by the way." Malfoy smirked, his gaze going on her legs up to her face.

"Perv." she said as she got up and brushed any dirt off of her.

"Well don't wear such a small skirt and I wouldn't look, but you know you like it." he said as he stepped closer to her, feeling her breathe hitch as he got closer.

"Please, why don't you and your ego go on it's mary-way and screw one of your whores who follow you everywhere." she said her words sounding very angry and venomous. Even though she was in a bad mood having him so close made her want to go 'Oh God'

"Hmm, got a back bone I see Granger nice, but I don't see anyone around here but you so, are you one of my "Whores", as you put it, mind you I wouldn't mind feeling your legs tight around me, as I make you scream my name." he said bending down to her ear so he could feel her flinch with every word he said.

"Please, the day I screw you is the day that all hell freezes over." she walked away, making sure to barge passed him as she left. 'Or when I'm not with Ron, Oh god did I just think that, bad me, this is the worse day to think like this.' she thought

'Hmm, angry, hot, backbone, I like this new Granger, like her even more if she were in my bed.' he smirked watching her walk away.

Author's Notes.

Short I know but ext chapter I'm hoping to reveal lots of things, till then my lovely people bye.

egolust92.
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