A/N: Before we begin, I would like to say, to those of you who flame or who say I revealed too much personal info, I DON'T CARE! ALRIGHT? I know what I'm doing. We have been taught internet safety. Why do you suppose I decided to have the pen name of A Pelosi , and didn't reveal much about myself?
Alright, enough ranting. Let's get on.
A.
Fastforward: Year 6: Hermione: We're going to fastfoward to Year 6, since that is where I wanted to begin my story. The prologue was Year 1. This is the end of the summer. They are getting ready for school, shopping for supplies. Pretend that all that happened to them in the past happened. The books happened; Hermione just told Voldemort everything. Hermione is at Malfoy Manor as herself.
"Daddy, is it the end of summer already?" I whined. I didn't like going back to school. It meant pretending to be Hermione Granger. It meant I had to befriend Potter and the blood traitor Weasley. It meant being mocked by the school. It meant Draco had to pretend to mock me.
"Yes, Haley, darling, you have to," my father said tendarly.
"Fine," I puffed. Suddenly, Hedwig flew in.
"Dad, I got a letter," I told Father.
"What does it say?" asked Father.
I opened the letter and read:
Dear Hermione,
I am at the Burrow at the moment. We are going to Diagon Alley tomorrow. Please come. Term begins the day after next. Can you also stay at the Burrow with Ron and me?
Harry
"Do I need to go, Dad?" I asked, hoping my father would say no.
"Yes, darling, you need to go, as not to arouse suspicion," said Dad.
"Fine, I'll write Potter a reply," I grumbled.
I wrote:
Dear Harry,
My dad says it's OK for me to come. I had a great summer; we spent it in Paris. There are so much witchcraft that I rewrote my whole History of Magic Essay. Hope it isn't too long. It is 2 inches more than Professor Binns asked for. Can't wait to go to Diagon Alley and I'll be glad to stay.
Love From,
Hermione
I folded it carefully, and sent it off with Hedwig.
"I'm guessing that when we're shopping in Diagon Alley, I can't walk close to you, and I'll have to pretend to hate you and Draco if we cross paths, right Daddy?" I asked.
"Yes, Hales, that's right," said Father.
"This is going to be hard," I groaned.
Hermione, going to Diagon Alley:
I got my suitcases packed. Just one more thing to do; put on the glamour charm. I cast the spell and when I looked in the mirror, I looked like Hermione Granger.
"Bye Draco," I called as I went out the door. "Bye Dad, and Mom!"
I knew how to apparate, so I did, and landed in Diagon Alley. Draco, Mother, and Father were coming a little later. I went to the Leaky Cauldron, and sure enough, Mrs. and Mr. Weasley, Ronald, Potter, and all of them wer sitting there.
"Hermione!" called Harry.
"Hi, my parents dropped me off with my stuff and money," I said. Then, I left Leaky Cauldron.
I went into Madam Hopkin's Robes for All Occasion. Inside, getting his robes fitted, was Draco. I went inside to get mine fitted. Draco tried not to smile. Instead, he sneered and said, "Well, well, well, if it isn't Mudblood Granger. Where's your friends? Weasley and Potter?"
"Malfoy, you are a Slytherin prat. Who cares?" I tried to say with as envy as possible to my brother. We went on like that back and forth until our robes were fitted. After getting our robes fitted, we headed outside, where it was deserted.
I immediately said, "Drake, I'm so sorry. I bet I hurt you."
"No, Hales, 'tis alright. It's all part of the act. To tell you the truth, I should be sorry. All these years, I had to make fun of my own sister, instead of protecting her. I want it to end, too, but it's for the good of our world. Without you, the Dark Lord would not be as successful," said Draco.
"Alright, Drake, just give me a hug," I said. He did.
Suddenly, a voice said, "What are you doing, Hermione?" Crap, that was Ron's voice.
Ron:
Harry and I both agreed that somethng was wrong with Hermione. She shows up at the Leaky Cauldron, talks to us for a few minutes, and just leaves.
Harry excused himself, saying that he was going somewhere. I followed Hermione. She entered Madam Hopkins'. Malfoy was in there; this was going to get a bit violent. Harry and I saw her and Malfoy fighting verbal fights. Then, when their robes were fitted, they went outside.
I listened to the conversation.
Hermione said, "Drake, I'm so sorry. I bet I hurt you." WHAT? Something is going on between those two.
"No, Hales, 'tis alright. It's all part of the act. To tell you the truth, I should be sorry. All these years, I had to make fun of my own sister, instead of protecting her. I want it to end, too, but it's for the good of our world. Without you, the Dark Lord would not be as successful," said Malfoy. WHAT? She's in the league with Malfoy? Then, she is also with You-know-who.
"Alright, Drake, just give me a hug," Hermione said. He did. My eyes were bugging out.
I found myself saying, "Hermione, what are you doing? I heard you. You ae working with You-Know-Who. I want in." I was always the average one, the mediocre one, while my brothers best me. Then, Harry shows up, and gets all the attention. Hah! We'll see who gets attention now.
"How did you find out, Weasley?" asked Hermione with as much hatred as possible. I thought she was lovable.
"I followed you. I won't tell Harry. I want in. I'll even make the Unbreakable Oath with you if it means getting in," I said.
Malfoy and Hermione considered for a moment. "Alright, I'll talk to Daddy." Daddy? She flooed us to Malfoy Manor.
"Daddy, this is Ronald Weasley," she said.
"YOU TOLD HIM?" thundered Lucius Malfoy.
"Daddy...he wants in," said Hermione and she pouted. Lucius Malfoy's anger died out. Who knew that Hermione could be like that.
"Come here, boy," he instructed me.
"Why do you want to work for the Dark Lord?" he asked.
"I have always be mediocre, the average one, while my brothers bested me. Then, Potter shows up and steals all my attention. Plus, my family are blood traitors," I told him honestly.
"Sir," I said.
"Call me Lucius. I believe that I should welcome you, young one. No need for a Unbreakable Vow. If you betray the Dark Lord in anyway, you'll be killed. Let me introduce you to my family," said Lucius.
"Yes...Lucius," I said.
"Haley, come here," he instructed to Hermione.
"Haley? I thought her name was Hermione Granger," I blurted out.
"Idiot," said Hermione softly, and she laughed sinisterly.
"Dear, he doesn't know. Tell him," said Lucius.
"Fine, Daddy," she said. "Ron, I am not the pathetic mudblood, Hermione Jean Granger. Instead, I am Haley Felicity Malfoy, twin sister to Draco Malfoy. And...I am a pureblood."
"Oh," I said.
"Haley, dear, your assignment is the same," said Lucius.
"Yes, Daddy," said Hermione.
She turned to me. "At school, I am still Hermione Granger. Ron, for me, please don't reveal my identity. I am a spy."
"Ronald," said Lucius.
"Here, Lucius," I said.
"Your also going to be a spy. Spy on Potter for me. You may tell Haley here your results, or Draco," he said.
"Yes, sir," I said.
"Draco," said Lucius.
"Father," said Draco. "What is my job?"
"You will act the same. Treat Haley badly, and Ronald here to keep cover. Ronald and Haley, act like you hate all Slytherins and Draco," said Lucius.
"Yes," we chimed. This was going to be great.