The Dark Lady (Blamione)

Prologue

A/N- Welcome to the first part of my Dark Lady Trilogy. The first part has been written and I am about to start the second. I shall be posting chapters whenever I can. As the title suggests, this is a dark Hermione story. The romance between Blaise and Hermione properly starts in the next part but the seeds are sown in this part. Whilst this is rated G, the next two parts are more likely to be rated 13 as the Blamione love heats up. The prologue is quite short but it sets the scene of Voldemort's return. I hope you enjoy this as I love writing dark Hermione and have already planned part two and three.

All of Hogwarts were gathered in the groundsas the final task of the Triwizard Tournament took place. The task had been going on for nearly an hour and both the Durmtsrang champion, Viktor Krum, and the Bauxbatons champion, Fleur Delacour, were out of the running. this meant that it would either be Cedric Diggory or Harry Potter, both Hogwart champions.

While both Cedric and Harry were well supported by the crowds, Cedric was the champion most wanted to emerge victorious. Being a Hufflepuff he obviously had them all behind him and the Slytherins would support anyone over a Gryffindor. The Ravenclaws were less petty than the Slytherins, but they were supporting Cedric as he was the official champion. Harry is actually underage to enter the tornament and his participaction in it was highly suspicios and had caused a lot of trouble over the last few months.

"Where are they?" Ron Weasly grumbled. "How long does it take to find a bloody cup?"

"I hardly dought it's a straightforward maze." Hermione Granger snorted in reply. "They'll need all their magical abilities to reach the cup."

"It's bloody boring to watch though." Ron pointed out. "We can't see how well Harry's doing."

Ron had barely finished talking when the was a commotion down beside the maze. Since Hermione and Ron were fairly close to the front, they spotted Harry straight away. Harry wasn't alone as he was clutching Cedric, who was lying motionless on the floor.

"Something's wrong." Hermione said to Ron. "Let's go down there."

As Hermione and Ron pushed their way down to their friends the cheering in the crowds started to subside. The second Harry appeared the crowds went wild, thinking they had a winner, but they were now realising something was wrong.

"Miss Granger, Mr Weasley, stay back."Professer McGonagall suddenly appeared in front of the pair, stopping them from getting any closer to Harry.

"What's going on?" Ron asked, trying to see around McGonagall. "Is Harry okay?"

"He's fine." McGonagall said trying to reassure the duo.

"What about Cedric?" Questioned Hermione. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Professer Moody escorting a distraught Harry back into the castle, but Cedric was still lying on the ground with his father clutching onto his body sobbing.

"He's not alright." She said quietly. "Professer Dumbledore will address the students later, but for now head back to your dorms."

Hermione and Ron did as McGonagall asked and joined the crowds heading back towards the castle. All the talk was about what happened and those closest to the front were passing on what Harry was saying when he appeared to those who weren't. According to the rumours, Harry was saying that Voldemort had returned and had killed Cedric.

"Do you think it's true?" Ron whispered to Hermioneas they appeared in the Gryffindor Tower. "Do you think You Know Who's back."

"I don't Know." Hermione shrugged. "We'll just have to wait until Harry returns and tell's us the full story."

"I suppose." Ron conceded as Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas and Neville Longbottom joined the pair.

While Ron talked to the three boys, Hermione stared into the fire and let her thoughts drift. Events hadn't gone quite as she planned, Harry was supposed to be dead not going around shouting about Voldemorts return. Hermione could only hope the rest of the night's plans had gone right and The Dark Lord was indeed back to full strenght.

"Harry!" Ron's shout for joy jolted Hermione out of her thoughts minutes later.

Hermione snapped back to reality as a shaken Harry joined them by the fire. By this point the whole Gryffindor Tower had gone silent as they waited to see what Harry would do or say.

"What happened?" Ron asked.

"It was a portkey." Harry said quietly."The cup was a portkey. When we touched it we were transported to a graveyard. He's back." He declared, looking up at Hermione and Ron. "Voldemort's back."

"Are you sure?" Hermione asked, making sure to hide her excitment.

Harry nodded as he began to tell the story of what had happened at the graveyard. Hermione was thrilled to hear that Voldemort seemed to be back at full strength and he'd already gotten in touch with his inner circle of Death Eaters. From the sounds of things everything had gone to plan, except Harry had somehow survived the encounter with Voldemort.

"How was the cup a potkey?" Neville asked.

"Professor Moody." Harry awnsered. "He's not the real Moody, he's a Death Eater. He's been using Polyjuice Potion all year."

"I've always said he wasn't right in the head." Seamus muttered.

"What about Cedric?" Dean asked. "What happened to him?"

"Voldemort." Harry awnsered solemly. "Cedric didn't stand a chance."

"Why don't we let Harry rest." Hermione suggested, before the group bombarded him with more questions.

Harry smiled gratefully at Hermione as he stood up and headed towards the stairs. Once Harry was gone conversations erupted all across the common room. Leaving Ron to talk to the boys, Hermione said goodnight and headed to bed. Her life was about to change forever and she wanted to be well rested for what was to come.