Hermione Granger is not what everyone sees. She escaped Potter and Weasley and everyone thinks she is dead. She went to Malfoy Manor to become a deatheater. What happens when Hermione, who is now Valeria, meets a certain bi-colored hair woman. Will...
The next morning was a difficult one. Narcissa woke up at 6:30 am as she always did, but today was different. She dedicated a little more time on her looks than she normally does. She wanted to look like a queen. Hopefully to get the attention of a certain someone. If she said she looked nice, she would be lying. She looked bomb.
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She hoped that this would do. She left her room in a good mood. She went to the kitchen to start her breakfast. After 10 minutes, she heard footsteps. Then she heard a voice say: "Good morning Narcissa." Valeria said. Narcissa knew that voice. When she turned around she found herself gaping at the girl's outfit.
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The girl looked amazing. She couldn't stop herself from roaming her body with her eyes. She found it difficult not to pin her to the wall, but she managed. "Morning. You look nice." Narcissa said. "Thank you. You look good yourself." Valeria said. "Thanks." Narcissa said with a smile. It wasn't a sneer or a smirk. It was a genuine smile. What she couldn't believe is what she heard next. "Te ves preciosa. Si te vistieras asi todos los dias, el mundo estaria en tus pies. (You look gorgeous. If you dressed yourself that way every day, the world would be at your feet)." Valeria said. "¿Tu sabes español? (You know spanish?)" Narcissa said. "Et un peu de français. (And a little bit of french.)" Valeria said. "So you are trilingual?" Narcissa asked. "One of my many talents." Valeria said with a smile. Narcissa felt like her heart was going to pop of her chest. It sounded cliche but the fact that she was the reason for her smile made her heart melt. Her smile was contagious, she felt the need to smile, so she did. "Narcissa, we must talk about what happened last night." Valeria said. "I believe we must. What do you need to talk about?" Narcissa said. "I mean, I don't want you to think that just because you revealed yourself to me I will treat you any different. It actually makes me happy that you trust me enough to tell me something that can cause an end to your life. I believe that the deatheaters are vile, but I think that having you around could maybe make the experience a bit more enjoyable. " Narcissa added. "Thank you Narcissa. You don't know how much it means to me." Valeria said. "Call me Cissy darling." Narcissa said. Valeria's smile grew wider at the pet name. She loved it. "Well then Cissy, may I help you with breakfast?" Valeria said. "Sure sweetheart. " Narcissa said. She was in a better mood now that she told Valeria what she thought. She loved Valeria's smile and the fact that she was the cause of it made her heart jump. She was addicted.
A/N. This is a short chapter, but it can help in the future. I hope you enjoyed it.Bonne journée ou nuit. ( Have a good day or night.)
