Chapter 3

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Hey guys! I'm back!!! So I got sick over the weekend and couldn't publish the next chapter, so I published the one-shot instead. Sorry about that by the way. Yeet -Catfish


" Come on lady, time for dinner. Wait, Granger?" 

"What are you doing in my house mudblood? And why do you have a room and not a cell in the dungeon?" Draco practically yells at me, 

"Well Draco, it will all be explained at dinner, now how about you be a gentleman and show me to the dining room?" I say and brush past him, into the hallway. I smirk as he follows me, catching up and politely leading me to the table, not saying a word doing so. We walk into the dining room where You-Know-Who's inner circle is sitting, waiting for dinner to start. The second I walk in with Draco wands are pointed at me, everyone staring at the Dark Lord, who hasn't moved an inch, for permission to strike. 

"Stand down men," Voldemort says, and everyone goes back to their seats, "Hermione Granger over here has decided to become one of us, as the Order of Chickens killed her parents." everyone stares at me with disbelief, all thinking the same thing, Hermione Granger is going bad?  "I expect her to get the same treatment as any other fellow Death Eaters have, despite her parents were Muggles. Elves, bring out the food, and Draco, Hermione will sit in between you and Bellatrix." I tense up at that, Harry told me and Ron how she tortured Neville's parents so much, it drove them to insanity, permanently placing them in St. Mungo's. Draco shows me to my seat, where I sit and try not to tense up when Bellatrix touches my arm,

"Congratulations Hermione, for dumping that Order and joining us and the Dark Lord. Do you have any missions yet, or do you need training first?" she says and picks up her fork, stabbing her steak with her knife. Not terrifying at all, I think to myself, also beginning to eat my steak. 

"Well, I just got here about two hours ago, but I think I will need training before any missions," I say, and glance over at the woman next to me. 

"Well, then I could train you! I'm sure the Dark Lord won't mind, I'll ask him later tonight about it." She says, and I now see that she's not as crazy as Harry made her out to be. Though I still don't trust everyone here, I feel almost at home with all of the crazy aunts and pureblood fathers. After dinner, I have Malfoy take me back to my room where I quickly fall asleep.


A/N: So sorry for the short chapter, I'm a little bit stressed because tomorrow I have to go to a Girl Scouts campout, not to mention my friends, school, and church, are all very stressful. On a happier note, I ran a mile at our school in under 9:00 minutes! I'm very proud of myself for that, and now I'm training for the hang-bar test thing that will also happen next week. Hope you enjoyed the short chapter! Yeet -Catfish

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