Hi all, I still haven't decided if I want to write a sequel to Unlock my
secret. While I am debating on that subject, I decided to write a new
story. It is going to be a bit different from my first Draco/Hermione, so I
hope you all bear with me. If you all have any idea's you would like me to
try and incorporate into the story please let me know and I will do my best
with your suggestions. Also let me know how you feel should there or should
there not be a sequel to Unlock my Secrets? You all know the drill I do not
own H.P I only own my idea's and plots. Hopefully I am not stealing
anyone's idea's.
Christmas-Snowflake
The night was still, No winds were blowing; there wasn't even a faint call of owls in the distance. Ebony canvas was filled with magnificent specs of light; it seemed the whole world was asleep except for one girl. She sat at her window seat looking out into the starry heavens; a sigh was emitted from her pouty lips. "I can't believe we have all graduated, the wizarding world is still in danger and I am stuck here" She whispered to herself. Hermione still had her bushy hair, her know-it-all attitude and was still best friends with Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley, but that didn't change the fact that she was stuck in the muggle world, under Dumbledore's orders for the time being. "Afraid that I'm an easy target because I am muggle born, my ass, I should be helping the order instead of sitting here." Hermione muttered to herself as she slowly got up and went over to her bed, turning down the covers and snuggling under them and quickly falling asleep. Having no knowledge that she would soon play a important role in the upcoming war, that she would soon be a major factor in which side would win and which side would eventually lose.
Outside her window two figures dressed in black cloaks stood watching her, whispering among themselves, "Your sure this is the girl that he wants" The taller of the two figures harshly whispered.
"Yes" The other answered him still looking into the pitch blackness of the room.
"Why would he want a mudblood?" He ask.
"She was the smartest witch in her year, graduated top of her class" the shorter one answered back as he moved closer to the window.
"Are we gonna take her tonight" the tall one ask again.
"No we wait, Give the old coot time to think it was a good idea to send her back to the muggle world" The second one whispered, as he disappeared with a small pop leaving the first to follow.
"Well" A figure asks sitting behind a very expensive maple desk "Where is the girl" he hissed.
"We left her figured we would give it some time let Dumbledore think he made the right decision" The shorter of the two said.
"I didn't order you to think, I told you to capture the girl" The man roared.
"Told you we should have went on and taken her Nott" The taller man hissed at him.
"Oh shut up Flint" Nott spat.
"You will be the one's to explain this to Lord Voldermort." The man hissed standing up from his seat banging his cane on the ground.
"Yes" Both of the other men gulped looking at the proud figure of Lucius Malfoy as they followed him out of his study and to a different wing of the Manor where Lord Voldermort was waiting.
"Well Lucius where is the Girl" Voldermort more or less demanded.
"These two have something they wish to say to you Master." Lucius said pushing in a struggling Nott and Flint.
"We-we thought it was best to leave her a few more days" Nott said in a small weak voice.
"What" Voldermort roared looking at the two "You are my servants meant to do my work, not question it".
"We thought we should make Dumbledore think he made the right choice by sending her back to the muggle world" Flint continued on.
"While it was a good idea you are still going to be punished for disobeying my commands" Voldermort yelled sending a burst of red light at his two henchmen. "You shall bring me the girl tomorrow night" he commanded while they were withering on the floor in pain. "Now Go" The two scurried out of their lords chambers as fast as they could.
"Is everything else ready for her arrival Lucius" Lord Voldermort ask his right hand man.
"Yes Lord, her chambers are ready, the potion is made, and soon she will be on our side." Lucius said his voice filled with glee.
"How did your son take the news" Voldermort ask.
"Draco at first was not to pleased with the idea of this mudblood becoming his bride, but he now accepts it whole heartedly, knowing it is for the good of our cause." Lucius said.
"Yes we shall kill two birds with one stone my dear Servant, having the smartest witch since Rowena Ravenclaw on our side, and luring Harry Potter to his doom." Voldermort cackled evilly.
"It will be ask you wished" Lucius bowed as he left the room his robes billowing around him.
Christmas-Snowflake
The night was still, No winds were blowing; there wasn't even a faint call of owls in the distance. Ebony canvas was filled with magnificent specs of light; it seemed the whole world was asleep except for one girl. She sat at her window seat looking out into the starry heavens; a sigh was emitted from her pouty lips. "I can't believe we have all graduated, the wizarding world is still in danger and I am stuck here" She whispered to herself. Hermione still had her bushy hair, her know-it-all attitude and was still best friends with Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley, but that didn't change the fact that she was stuck in the muggle world, under Dumbledore's orders for the time being. "Afraid that I'm an easy target because I am muggle born, my ass, I should be helping the order instead of sitting here." Hermione muttered to herself as she slowly got up and went over to her bed, turning down the covers and snuggling under them and quickly falling asleep. Having no knowledge that she would soon play a important role in the upcoming war, that she would soon be a major factor in which side would win and which side would eventually lose.
Outside her window two figures dressed in black cloaks stood watching her, whispering among themselves, "Your sure this is the girl that he wants" The taller of the two figures harshly whispered.
"Yes" The other answered him still looking into the pitch blackness of the room.
"Why would he want a mudblood?" He ask.
"She was the smartest witch in her year, graduated top of her class" the shorter one answered back as he moved closer to the window.
"Are we gonna take her tonight" the tall one ask again.
"No we wait, Give the old coot time to think it was a good idea to send her back to the muggle world" The second one whispered, as he disappeared with a small pop leaving the first to follow.
"Well" A figure asks sitting behind a very expensive maple desk "Where is the girl" he hissed.
"We left her figured we would give it some time let Dumbledore think he made the right decision" The shorter of the two said.
"I didn't order you to think, I told you to capture the girl" The man roared.
"Told you we should have went on and taken her Nott" The taller man hissed at him.
"Oh shut up Flint" Nott spat.
"You will be the one's to explain this to Lord Voldermort." The man hissed standing up from his seat banging his cane on the ground.
"Yes" Both of the other men gulped looking at the proud figure of Lucius Malfoy as they followed him out of his study and to a different wing of the Manor where Lord Voldermort was waiting.
"Well Lucius where is the Girl" Voldermort more or less demanded.
"These two have something they wish to say to you Master." Lucius said pushing in a struggling Nott and Flint.
"We-we thought it was best to leave her a few more days" Nott said in a small weak voice.
"What" Voldermort roared looking at the two "You are my servants meant to do my work, not question it".
"We thought we should make Dumbledore think he made the right choice by sending her back to the muggle world" Flint continued on.
"While it was a good idea you are still going to be punished for disobeying my commands" Voldermort yelled sending a burst of red light at his two henchmen. "You shall bring me the girl tomorrow night" he commanded while they were withering on the floor in pain. "Now Go" The two scurried out of their lords chambers as fast as they could.
"Is everything else ready for her arrival Lucius" Lord Voldermort ask his right hand man.
"Yes Lord, her chambers are ready, the potion is made, and soon she will be on our side." Lucius said his voice filled with glee.
"How did your son take the news" Voldermort ask.
"Draco at first was not to pleased with the idea of this mudblood becoming his bride, but he now accepts it whole heartedly, knowing it is for the good of our cause." Lucius said.
"Yes we shall kill two birds with one stone my dear Servant, having the smartest witch since Rowena Ravenclaw on our side, and luring Harry Potter to his doom." Voldermort cackled evilly.
"It will be ask you wished" Lucius bowed as he left the room his robes billowing around him.