Hermione Voldemort's Daughter

Chapter 25: The first kiss

A/N: ... The Bridge to Terabithia is such a sad film.

I floated into the Gryffindor common room, and lay down onto a sofa, oblivious of the rucus behind me. I closed my eyes. He'd kissed me. Draco had kissed me. Well, only on the cheek, but I knew he'd wanted to kiss me on the lips. Stupid Harry and Ron walking out of the library and spoiling it. Inches apart we had been, inches! I sighed. I realised at that moment that I loved him, just like Ginny had predicted. And she said she wasn't any good at Dinivation.

"MIONE!" Harry yelled and I jumped up.

"What where's the Marmite!" I babbled, then glared at him loathingly as everyone stared. "Harry! Why'd you do that for! I was in a perfectly good daydream then!"

"I need help with my Dinivation homework. I have to learn how to laugh evily." Harry explained.

"What the heck does that have to do with Dinivation?" I asked him, sitting down again.

"Well it was either that or making an A1 star log." He looked at me pleadingly. "Mione, I don't wanna do a star log!"

"Fine. I'll help you. But next time don't yell in my ear. What do you want me to do?"

"Give me an example of an evil laugh." He instructed, getting out a piece of parchment and a quill, "While me and Ron take notes."

"If possible could you add an evil plan?" Ron added, "Ending with either 'Then we'll take over Hogwarts ha ha ha' or 'And kill Harry Potter ha ha ha." He was very bad at evil laughs.

"Fine. Lets see... hm... I need an evil assistant." I mused, "Like Voldemort has Wormtail."

"I'll help!" Neville grinned, hopping over to us.

"Brill. Hm... Lets do one about me! Okay. So, the the Elddirs have found their precious daughter, have they?" I put on my best evil villain voice.

"Cool a play!" Fred exclaimed. Five minuets and a mash potato later me and Neville were stood on a raised platform with lights bearing down on us and a hundred people below.

"From the top Mya!" George yelled from the crowd.

"So, the Elddirs have found their precious daughter have they?" I asked Neville, with the villain voice.

"Yes, mistress." Neville tittered in a voice oddly like Wormtails.

"Blast!" I thumped my fist down on a table that appeared out of nowhere, making my audience jump. "And after all we did to hide her from them as well. What did you say her name was again, Ratface?"

"Hermione, mistress." 'Ratface' replied.

"Hermione," I snarled, pacing menacingly.

"Means well-born, mistress." Ratface put in.

"Well-born I wish she'd never been born! You said she goes to Hogwarts?" I prompted.

"Yes mistress," Neville nodded, "In her 4th year. She's best friends with Harry Potter."

"HARRY POTTER!" I yelled, facing my astonished audience, "The very cause of my downfall a decade ago. And she's friends with this... this... fish? Preposterous! To think my niece is best friends with my worst enemy! Where is Sophia?" I looked around at the audience, beckoning to Ginny.

"She is outside, mistress." Neville replied.

"Fetch her, while I get a drink." I walked off the stage, and Ginny and Neville ran up. "Ginny, you're Sophia. Neville, still Ratface." They nodded and I strode back up onto the stage. Soon after, Ginny and Neville came on.