Hermione Voldemort's Daughter

Chapter 28: My ferrety plans whirr into motion

When I got back to the Gryffindor common room, I found out that it was way past our curfew, so I went up to my dorm and fell asleep almost instantly. The next morning I was shaken awake by Ginny.

"MIONE! MIONE!" she yelled, waking me up. "Guess what ti amo means in Italian!"

"I think it's... I love you?" I grinned.

"Yes! He loves me! He loves me! Blaise Zabini loves me!" she squealed.

"So..." I prompted.

"Me and him are going to have a date on the next Hogsmeade outing. He said he'll be taking me somewhere special!" she giggled. "I told Justin he'd have to find someone else to fake-date, because me and Blaise are going out!" I grinned at her again.

"Brill but I'm hungry. You coming down to the Great hall, amante-girl?" I asked. Amante means lover in Italian.

"Yeps." she nodded.

As soon as I sat down at the Gryffindor table I knew something was wrong. Harry was grinning in a very weird way.

"He was up all night, couldn't get a second of sleep," he was whispering to a second year.

"Who?" I asked. Then Ron came in and sat down.

"Shwmae!" he grinned.

"Um... Shwmae." I replied. What the dickens, I thought to myself. Ron was speaking Welsh!

"Rydych yn gwybod sut mae'r Elddir yn siarad Cymraeg? Wel, maent yn Gymraeg?" he asked, which meant 'You know how the Elddir family speak Welsh? Well, they are Welsh?'

"Ydw..." 'Yes...'

"Wel, penderfynais y byddwn yn cymryd cwrs iaith yn y Gymraeg i chi!" 'Well I decided that I would take a language course in Welsh for you!'

"Could someone tell me what's going on here?" Ginny asked, "I don't speak whatever they're speaking!"
"Ron just said that he's taking a language course in Welsh because Mione's family are Welsh." Harry told her.

"Ron dyna oedd yn beth neis iawn i chi ei wneud!" I smiled.

"Ron that was a realy nice thing for you to do!" Harry translated.

"Gallaf ddweud beth yw fy enw i yw, a pha lliw fy ngwallt a llygaid yn awr a phopeth!" he grinned.

"He said he can say his name and what colour his hair and eyes were."

"Ewch ar hynny, beth yw eich enw?" I asked excitedly.

"Go on then, what's your name?"
"Fy enw i yw Ron Billius Weasley." he said proudly.

"My name is Ron Billius Weasley."

"Ac yr wyf yn byw yng nghefn gwlad."

"And I live by the countryside."

"Oh my god Ron this is so... Words cannot describe!" Ginny laughed. Then Blaise ran over, trying to disguise his worry.

"Elddir, is it true?" he asked.

"Beth?" I asked, then shook my head, "Sorry. I mean, what?"

"This." he shoved the Daily Prophet into my face.

'Imposter Scandal!

Someone's been hiding secrets in Hogwarts, writes Rita Skeeta, as I have to regret to inform you. From the start of the year, someone has been pretending to be who she's not. It seems that Hermione Granger, or Hermione Elddir as she would rather be called, is not Hermione Granger at all! It turns out that she's Sophia Lily Riddle, the late You-Know-Who's daughter, best friends with a certain Slytherin named Draco Malfoy. She has spun an array of tales to try and cover up her identity as Hermione Granger. Her two so-called 'Best Friends' think that she's Hermione Elddir, which, dear readers, note is Riddle backwards, You-Know-Who's surname from back when he was a boy. Draco Malfoy knows about Sophia Lily Riddle, but not about Hermione Granger. He thinks she's a Deatheater, giving information to said dark daughter- closer than what she told the Gryffindors I can tell you that! It's only Ginny Weasley and Blaise Zabini that know the truth! What's more, she kills brains! Upon finding out that Blaise Zabini found out, the dark daughter (As I will now call her) threatened to have Zabini slaughtered unless he kept quiet about her identity. More on page 12.'