I appeared in the Malfoy Manor fireplace.

Malfoy and his friend, Blaise Zabini who was also staying here, were sitting on the couches talking.

Malfoy ran to me immediately when he saw the tears running down my face.

"Riddle? What happened?" Zabini asked.

"T-they did it. The O-Order killed them."

Tears were running down my face. all of my best friends went behind my back and killed what they thought were my parents for no reason, then blamed my real father on it trying to pit me against him.

"Get her father." Malfoy ordered. "Who did they kill?"

"The Order killed the Grangers! Then they said they had to because they were under the influence of the Imperius Curse, which were placed on them by death eaters, ordered by the Dark Lord."

I was bawling when my father walked in.

He saw crying nd ran up to me.

I hugged him tightly.

"I will make the Order pay for what they have done to my daughter. " he said, after I calmed down and told them all every detail.

"I might be able to help with that." I said.

he raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I may or may not have pretended to believe them, lied, said I was staying with  friend to blow off some steam. I may or may not still be held in their high esteem."

his eyes opened wide like saucers.

"'Mione that's brilliant!"

"I know."

I smirked.

"Shut up."
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ONE WEEK LATER
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I was getting the dark mark today!

but in a discreet place, obviously so I don't blow my cover.
I walked up to my father, full in death eater robes at a meeting.

I pulled off the hood, but not the mask, and swiped my black hair to one side.

My father put his wand on my pulse point and I felt a calming sensation.

I closed my eyes.

There was collective gasps.

I opened my eyes, alert, my wand in my hand.

"Don't worry, princess. As the heir, your dark mark was bound to stray from tradition."

He handed me a mirror.

The mark that was on neck was not the same as all other Dark Marks were.

The skull was an open book and the snake was a rose. The book said "De domo tenebris"  which I knew was Latin for "Descendant of the dark"

I smiled.

"I love it." I whispered.

I hugged him and when I pulled back and took off my mask. The death Eaters did the same.

In the week that has passed there have been three death Eater meetings and I have attended each one, sitting left of my faather, where my mother once sat.

I recognized almost all of them. Crabbe and Goyle's idiotic and equally fat fathers, Lucius, Blaise's father, Rodulphous Lestrange, Fenrir.

"Daddy? What's the plan on getting Bella out of Azkaban?" I asked.

He looked at me surprised.

"What plan?"

"Oh." I giggled.

"We didn't have a plan. Should we?"

I nodded.

"I wanna meeeet her!" I whined.

He stood. "Today we will be discussing a plan to get Bellatrix and the others out of Azkaban."

Everyone began to whisper.

My father looked at me silently asking my plan.

I stood and flicked my wand and a three dimensional model of Azkaban, dementors and all, appeared.

"Dementors are here. So we need to get Narcissa in first,"

She gulped. "Why me?"

"They'll let in her sister for visitation, duh." I rolled my eyes.

"Lucius and..." I restrained from the last names and cringed. "Draco will join her. While the sisters are going over the plan, Lucius will use his ministy leverage to get the guards to leave the four of them alone. Draco will pickpocket the guard and take the key."

I glanced at Malfoy.

"Can you pickpocket?"

He shook his head.

"Okay, should we teach you or would you rather someone else who can take Polyjuice Potion?"

"Teach him, 'Mione." My Dad said.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. We will unlock the cell and Lucius and Bellatrix will have to kill guards to get out. They'll press the mark and run to the other cells and get out everyone else, and evacuate after obliviating any survivors."

Malfoy raised his hand.

"What?"

"Why did you say Lucius and Bella have to kill but not me and my mother."

"I know both have already killed. You can kill if you want but I don't want to force the fate of a murderer on someone."

Dad put his hand on my shoulder.

"That's brilliant Hermione."

I did a dramatic hair flip.

"I know."

Everyone laughed.
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"Malfoy it isn't hard."

"Easy for you to say." He mumbled.

"What. You just pretend to pat him in the back and say 'We'd really appreciate it. Mum doesn't get much time with her sister'. Then you take two fingers and slide them down to his pocket and pull out the key."

"Yes. Easy."

I put a key in my back pocket.

"Ready?"

He nodded. I stood against the wall and pretended to be talking to Lucius.

Draco put his hand on the small of my back.

I tried to repress a smile.

Why do you like him now? He's been torturing you for years!

So? He apologized.

I guess.

As my mind and heart went against each other, Draco recited his line.

I couldn't tell if his fingers went down or not.

He took his hand away.

"I got it! I got it!"

"Great job. Let's run it again."

We practiced and once he had gotten it right four times in a row, we left the training room and went to the study.

I opened the door and saw my father sitting at a desk and looking at a price of paper.

I cleared my throat.

"Princess!"

"He's ready, daddy."

I motioned for Draco to come in.

"He got it right seven times, four times in a row. I figure he is ready to have a schooling in another subject." I say, carefully eyeing the Firebolt 2 in the corner.

He chuckled and handed me the broom.

"You're going down, Malfoy!"

"Not if I can help it!"

We ran out to the pitch. Along the way we gathered Blaise and  Joie, an elf we convinced to play, and We made our teams.

Malfoy, Seeker. Joie, Chaser.
Green Team
Hermione, Seeker. Blaise, Chaser.
Silver Team.

We convinced Daddy and Lucius to play as Keepers.

It was funny to see the Dark Lord like that.

Once Narcissa, Ref, let the snitch out, it flew up.

I payed no mind to the other scores. I saw a flash of gold and chased it.

Lucky for me, it looked like I was going in a circle so Malfoy thought I was looking for the snitch but I was really chasing it.

I caught it in 5 minutes, by which Blaise had scored 20 points.

We won by 170 points!

Blaise and I celebrated by going up to Draco's room and setting his alarm clock to wake him up once at 1 am, 1:30 am, 2am, 2:30 am, and 12:07 am.

Sadly, I won't be able to see him falling asleep in the train as I have to sit with Toilet and Side as I have resigned to calling them.

Toilet like Potty, or Potter and Side because all Weasley ever does is follow Harry, being his sidekick. That was really the whole point of Ron. Sidekick.

But I went in to Draco's room and swapped out his shampoo for permenant pink hair dye that I charmed so I was feeling better.

Year five of Hogwarts: Order of Murders and the Year of Betrayal