It's Not The Same Me Anymore

Chapter: 5 She Is Who

Draco's POV:

She ran out of the great hall sprinting towards most probably would be the slytherin common room. we all ran behind her and she was fast. quidditch practice in the past heled me catch up with her. she was just about to turn the corner when I grabbed her hand she turned around. he face was wet with tears. She just lunged on me and sobbed into my shirt with her arms around my waist. I hugged her back telling her its all right, everything will be fine. Blaise Theo and Pansy arrived no sooner. they helped me take her to our common room. Pansy then took Hermione to her bed in the girls' dormitory and came back down.

"She has cried herself to sleep. I have never seen her like this. The two of them shouldn't have done it." she said

I was angry.

"something had to be done. we cant sit like this and do nothing. we have to come up with a plan."

"Obvio dude" blaise scuffed.

"we can tell the Weasley brothers what their brother and Potter did to Granger and tell them to make hid life a living hell. meantime we make their life a living hell in school." Theo suggested.

"that's a great idea but I thi-" Pansy was cut off by a loud shattering up in the girls dormitory.

Granger!

 we all rushed up to the girls dormitory to see Granger doing wandless magic and destroying the room. she was infuriated. but when she looked at us, her anger turned into fear and concern and love at the same time.

she mumbled something that might have been an 'I am sorry'

I speed walked to her side ignoring them snickering behind my back because well they all knew about 'It' !!!

" its all okay. nothing is wrong..." I said stroking my hand through her bushy hair

"apart from the fact that she is crying" Blaise mumbled. I sent him a glare and mouthed that he wasn't helping! he for some reason smiled to that.

" do you want to talk about why you were crying?" asked theo asked,

" all right then hear this out... When I came to Hogwarts I hoped to be able to fit in. Harry and Ron were my first friends. In spite of being a know it all they were still my friends. we helped each other with everything, assignments, dressing up, dates and even with each others crushes. for the first time in my life I felt accepted. when I we went home for the break Ron would invite me over to the burrow. no body even cared about the fact that I was a muggle- born. Except now I know that I am not. but ta is beside the pint. Then when Ron and I were in the chamber of secrets breaking the cup we kissed. And it was the best day of my life despite the circumstances. it was amazing what we shared. the three of stuck together till the end. after the war we were the golden trio. I was everything I wanted to be. accepted. but when everything was going the way I wanted it to, Ron decided to cheat on me with Lavender Brown. Harry had nothing to tell him. He was supporting this decision. Being betrayed by someone you love, you care for, your own, is even worse than being all alone. With my parents dead, it is all so hard now. knowing there is no one to fall back on. Yeah, its pretty much this." she finished.

" you have us. you always will okay. Slytherins never turn their backs against eachother. we are family and you are a part of it okay? " I said wiping the tears from her face. she squashed me into a hug which took me by surprise. pansy cooed at this and Hermione pulled away chuckling to my dislike. " now that everyone is in their senses lets start the pranks.." blaise said with mischief clear in his eyes.

A week later

We played so many pranks on Potter and weasel that now they didn't go anywhere without checking for any pranks. but they still got pranked. once we made both of them pee their pants! it was crazy fun. In this week I grew closer to the group of slytherins. Pansy and I had become practically best friends. we helped each other with everything. They asked me to help them with their homework but they genuinely wanted to understand which made me want to help although more. As time passed Draco an I grew closer. we shared ice creams and had our own inside jokes which neither theo, blaise or pansy could crack. we had become inseperable. I could have smart debates and conversations with them having to explain what I meant which was great. I was already forgetting about Ron and Harry.we were working on our two and a half feet long defence against dark art essay. It was going great until a snowy owl flew in the common room and sat on the window sill keeping its eyes fixed in me.  it had a letter tied to its feet which I removed. I read out loud

Dear Hermione,

 It is time you know that you are adopted. You are not a Granger, you are Riddle. The grangers were close friends of your dad, tom Marvalo riddle and your mom Georgia annable Riddle. due to the circumstances of your dad rising as the dark lord or Voldemort we had to send you away to ensure your safety as your dad had already made many enemies. Your real name is Annabeth  Clarissa Riddle. by the time you will be reading this we would be dead. I just want you to know that we have always loved you. the Zabini's have promised to take care of you after you find out the truth about your identity. we are sorry you had to find out this but it was for your protection.

love,

mum and dad

the paper fell from my hand with my tears stained on it. my legs failing me buckled at dropped to the ground. I felt strong pair of hands grab me and pull me into a hug. But I had too many thoughts occupying my head. I was Voldemorts daughter. I had helped kill my very father. It felt as if the whole world had shattered. my parents weren't my parents and my actual parents are dead. I cried and cried. luckily the common room was empty. Draco lifted me up and made me sit in the sofa in the common room. he sat with me comforting me. Meanwhile Blaise Theo and pansy picked up the letter and read out loud for Draco to hear as well. I felt Draco stiffen beside me.

"oh my god" he whispered. I heard pansy take a sharp breath. blaise and theo were just shook with surprise. We knew that I was probably a pureblood because I was sorted into slytherin. but who knew that Hermione Granger the muggle born was the daughter of the strongest dark wizard Voldemort.

Draco hugged me tighter. I cried myself to sleep in loving and comforting arms...

(did I just say that?)

Draco's POV

After Hermione went to sleep I carried her to her room and tucked her in bed. She was scared. Fear was written all over her face. The dried path of the tears prominent on her face. how I was cruel to her was beyond me. Was it because I thought she was muggle born? yeah. it was probably that considering father had had a conversation about muggle borns being filth so many times with me it was second nature to insult them. I kissed her on her forehead before leaving. unable to control myself. she was beautiful. inside out. I went outside into the common room and joined the others. we were all thinking the same thing. The dark lord will be back.