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A/N: Hi I just wanted to thank everyone that's reading my stories! I am happy to announce that Unexpected Lovers has become my most popular one. It's a Harry/Hermione. I was surprised that it went over so well, I have never read and Harry/Hermione, so if you have any suggestions on good ones, your own or someone else's tell me in a review or PM. I hope that you all enjoy chapter five!

Hermione stood in front of the doors that led into the one of the ball rooms at Malfoy Manor, the one that the Death Eater Ball was being held at. Tom had decided to surprise her by telling her that the ball was that night, the night of the ball.

-Flashback-

Hermione said on the bench beside Tom, staring quizzically at the dark green mermaid tail dress with a very low halter neckline, dark green stilettos, and diamond necklace that he had laid out on it beside her.

"What is this for?" she demanded, gesturing at the outfit.

"The Death Eater Ball at Malfoy Manor tonight, I would like to introduce you to my followers," Tom said. Damn it, Snape.

"But-"

"No but's," Tom snapped cutting me off as he flicked his wand, my clothes disappearing from by body, leaving my in my lacy black panties, then he flicked it again and the dress was on her, along with the stilettos and necklace.

"Tom. . . ." Hermione whined as he flicked his wand once again, her hair putting itself into an elegant braided bun. Then he flicked his wand for the last time, light make-up applying itself to her face, enhancing her slightly serpentine features.

"I'm scared, they're all going to try to kill me. . ." Hermione trailed off when Tom's lips met her's.

"It'll be fine, love, now come, we must not miss our port-key," he said, pulling a small red rubber ball out of his dark green dress robes, before waving a hand in front of his face and turning into Voldemort. "Touch the ball," he said and Hermione pressed her fingers to the ball. She felt a tugging sensation from somewhere behind her navel and was surround by cold dark fore a few seconds before her feet touched the ground again.

-end of flashback-

Hermione clutched Voldemort's arm to her's as the doors swung open and they walked in, Hermione spotted several familiar faces, some of them she had dueled herself. Among them were Bellatrix, Lucious, Narcissa who must have come with her husband, Draco, and Snape. Hermione's eyes met Snape's and she quickly looked away, knowing that she would most likely be questioned by him at some point that night.

They stopped walking when they were at the end of the room, by then all of the dancing, eating, and talking had stopped, and each Death Eater were bowed low for their lord.

"You may rise my loyal followers. I have an announcement to make. I am happy to say that Hermione Granger has joined our ranks. She is even closer to Harry than Severus is and can find out very valuable information from the order and directly from Harry. I expect all of you to follow her orders and respect her as if she was me," Tom finished his speech and sat down in the large dark wood throne.

"You may go and socialize," Tom said to her with a wink, that looked odd when coming from him in his Voldemort form.

"Okay," she said with a smile and walked over to the food and drinks table.

Hermione helped herself to a glass of butterbeer as she watched the other Death Eaters dance and talk.

"Miss Granger, may I have a word?" Hermione spun around to see Snape, dressed in black dress robes.

"If you insist Snape," Hermione said with a sigh, trying to sound careless, when her insides were actually crawling with fear.

"I was wondering why exactly you are at a Death Eater ball?" Snape questioned.

"Because I'm Voldemort's bloody girlfriend, why else?" Hermione asked, rolling her eyes.

"Are you spying for the order," Snape asked, a sneer curling over his lips, "because I assure you that if you're not the Order will have to know about it,"

"Snape. I have joined this side, because it's the right side. If you tell the order about me, then I'll tell the To-Voldemort about you," Hermione said, a smirk edging her lips. "Or of course, I could just silence you now, whatever you would like," Hermione sighed, "Snape listen, I am not planning to tell anyone about you, I do not want to betray my friends more than I already have, so can you just keep your mouth shut? Give me a couple detentions instead? You know about Draco and he's not in Azkaban, please, or I will have to silence you, permanently,"

"Very well, I will not tell anyone about you. . .yet," Snape said before turning and walking away.

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The day after the ball Hermione sat in Charms, exhausted. Harry and Ron had to keep prodding her to keep her awake. She noticed that Snape had been keeping a close eye on her in potions and any other time that she was in his sight range, that was to be expected though, as well as detentions that he had appointed her with. 'It could have been worse, I could have had to kill him,' Hermione kept telling herself. It was like her mantra. It was like her way of getting through the day. All she could hope for was the best, maybe she could find a way to save her friends and stay on the Dark Side, Tom did say that anyone she wanted protected would be. So what if she wanted to protect Harry, Ron, and Ginny?

A/N: I know that this one was short, but I'm busy with my other stories, and though I like this one I'm liking the others better, so updates for this may be slower, but I'm NOT abandoning it! Please review, I know that this wasn't the best chapter, but I would still love to hear your feedback, good or bad! (-=