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Everyone has a dark side..even me	By : Dramionepurehearts Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 9215 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Harry Potter .. Belongs to J.K Rowlings I only own the plot This a Dramione fanfiction And I am not earning any profit. I write this story for fun I do not MAke any profit from it.

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A/n Here is another story for you. Sorry to those of you that are waiting for me to update my other Dramione stories. I hit writers block with those at the moment. So I hope you like this one in the meantime. This chapter is all Hermione’s point of view, but Draco POV starts next chapter and it will alternate from there. And please email me at angelgirlflyingwithmyheart@gmail.com to get the chapter with the pics you are missing something without them.

          Its near the end of my 5^th year and the D.A. is doing great. Harry has been a great teacher despite his qualms he had about it at the beginning. I can Stuplify Ron in a duel before he can even think of uttering a spell or a blocking spell. I’ve also managed to produce an playful otter. It is so exciting to know that I can produce a patronus and what it is.   Right now we are wrapping up our discussion on what we are going to do when we go into the Department of Mysteries to rescue Sirius. Department of Mystery is a place within the ministry that has every prophesy ever made within. There is something almost empowering about breaking rules. “Feels good doesn’t it? Breaking the rules.” I say to the DA as we are about to leave the school. “Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?” Ron asks and I just smile. With our brooms in hand we Disillusion ourselves, then we take to the skies. I’m scared of flying so I cant fly as well Harry or even Ginny. But I fly pretty well for someone that is afraid of it. Another thing I am afraid of are snakes and I’m not talking about the Slytherins either. I’m talking about the actual reptile. The Basilisk terrified me in second year. I look and see that we have made it to the department of Mysteries. We have made good time. We sneak into it. And we are sneaking around. Neville finds a prophesy with Harry’s name on it. Then we are ambushed by deatheaters. We work together to try to drive them into a retreat but then one sends an attack on Harry. Harry doesn’t even see. I cant think of a spell to deflect it so I move into its path. I scream in pain. I do know that its an unforgivable. When I am released from it. A deatheater yanks me up roughly, makes it so I Cant escape by pointing its wand at my head. “Harry Potter watch as we show this mudblood her place. Bella?” Voldemort says. Harry screams “NOO!” I look to see Bellatrix point her wand at me. The next thing I know I’m hit by something. I Scream in utter pain. Then everything begins to fade. Fade into complete darkness….
Later
          When I open my eyes I see stark whiteness. Where am I?   I see a healer walk in. “Miss? Where am I?” “You are at St. Mungos. And a spell gone wrong. I’m afraid. Now do You know who you are?” “Oh course I am Hermione..” At that moment another healer comes in. “Has Miss Riddle regained conscienceless?” Is someone related to Voldemort here? “Yes. She seems coherent today but I’m accessing her now to see if she is still living the delusion that she has been living in for 14 and half years. So far she still thinks her middle name is her first name.” I look at them completely confused. I’m not used to feeling confused. “She is coherent you say to everything around her and to you and what your saying?” “Yes she asked me where she was. And she has answered a direct question.” “Then I’m going to try something new since she is finally coherent.” Then the second healer turns to me and says, “Miss your first name is not Hermione its Laila. And your surname is Riddle.” “NOO! I cant be a relative to Voldemort.” I cry out. “You are his daughter Laila.” “No my name is Hermione Granger I am a muggleborn.” “There has never been any witch muggleborn or otherwise born by that name. Now Laila I was there when you were born you are a Riddle.” I grab my head with both of my hands and scream. “NOOOO!” and I start crying as well. “Alert her guardians that she has woke up is coherent and is no longer under the delusion that she has been stuck in. But please warn them to be gentle the truth came as a shock.” “Yes ma’am.” The first healer leaves me with the second. “I’m sorry miss Riddle to tell you so bluntly but we have been waiting for years for you to wake up so to speak. And I wasn’t sure if you were going to relapse back. “How can this be reality?!” I cry out in between my sobs.” “Reality is usually the hardest dear.” Oh Merlin this cant be real could it?! Then my magic starts causing the lights to flicker. The healer moves to touch me in a comforting way. Then she screams and is flown across the room. “I’m so sorry I don’t know whats happening to me!!” “I need a calming drought in here NOW!” She yes to an attending healer outside. “Its alright Miss Riddle I considered all this as an outcome if we were to bluntly tell you that you were a Riddle and life as you knew it was a lie.”
          A healer comes in and carefully has me take the calming potion. It must be a strong batch because the effects are immediate. “Oh thanks so much for coming on such short notice.” The healer says. “Of course we would come straight away when it concerns our goddaughter.” Says a voice that makes me freeze. No oh please no! Let my ears deceive me please. “Please be gentle it all is a bit of a shock for her. She will need time to get used to it. After all for years her delusions made you all..” “I know made us all to be evil. We are Slytherins yes but evil no.” “Alright I will leave you to it but I will have someone outside the door just in case but it shouldn’t be necessary we gave her a strong calming drought.” I hear the healer leave the room then. The Malfoys come toward me. And on impulse I crutch down in fear. “Laila dear we aren’t going to hurt you.” I heard a kind voice. I look up at them cautious. I am immediately met with Mrs Malfoy’s concerned face. That is not how I remember her to look. I think back to when I saw her right before fifth year started. That version of her didn’t seem like she could ever be warm and/or kind. But the Narcissa Malfoy that is before me seems like she could be both. I look at her not sure what to say. “Laila it is good to see you. I always hoped for a day when you would return to us.” Mr. Malfoy says. With a small smile. I’ve never seen the man smile before. Is this really happening. “Did I go somewhere? According to the healer I’ve always been here.” I say cautiously. “You have been physically here. But your mind was trapped in an evergoing delusion. Which was caused by a spell that hit you when you were 6 months old because the ministry attacked us.” “Why did the ministry attack you?” “Because the ministry assumed we were hiding your father.” We weren’t but they attacked us anyway.” “And a stupid Auror attacked you because you are his daughter.” Malfoy says. “Draco you were only a year and a half old how do you remember that?” “I have often heard you and father talk about it. It would happen a lot. Laila was talking to the Grangers in her head and of course I wasn’t there in her delusion so I would find you. Because as a kid I wanted someone to play with.” “Did we grow up in the same house?” “Yes. Why was I always the bad guy?” Malfoy says looking at me seeming a bit hurt. “I don’t know the other you was always mean to me because I was a mudblood and you hated me for it. I tried to be your friend first year but that didn’t work out.” “I must have missed that moment where you tried to be the other me’s friend.” “It was more than once.” “Oh it might have happened when I was in other classes. We didn’t have many classes together first year.” “We didn’t?” “No they don’t often put Slytherins and Ravenclaws in the same classes together.” “I’m in a Ravenclaw?!” “What house did you think you were in dear?” Mrs. Malfoy asks. “Gryffindor.” “No you always were way smarter than the average Gryffindor. Its strange with everything the delusional world you lived in got wrong you always did incredibly well in tests and school work.” So I’m still intelligent but there is so much that is different in this other reality. “So I’m in Luna Lovegood’s house?” “No. She is smart but she is a Gryffindor. She is actually one of the few people from other houses that is kind to you and is considered a friend or yours.” I look down taking all this in. If I was stuck in a delusion and where almost nothing that was happening in that world was happening in this once. I must have seemed crazier then Luna in the other world did. She was strange at best. I bet that I have very few friends. “You will have more friends now that you are actively involved in this world.” Malfoy says gently. How did he know what I was thinking of?
I look up and I am caught in a pair of silvery eyes. Has his eyes always been silver? I could have sworn they were blue. “I can always tell when you are thinking of something or something was happening in your other world that was making you sad or upset.” He says kindly. He also is looking better than I ever saw him looking in the other world. ”How is this world real?” “Oh Laila.” Mrs. Malfoy says. “It will be okay Mia You will see soon that this world is real.” Malfoy says. Gently. A healer comes in. “How is everything going?” “Better than we expected. Can we take her home?” Mr. Malfoy says. “Of course can I just get you to sign a few things?” “Of course. Excuse me.” He says as he follows the healer out to sign my discharge papers. “Who’s spell sent me here in this world?” “You aren’t going to like the answer Mia.” Malfoy says. “Who attacked me Malfoy?!” I ask and he winces. “Could you please call me Draco? And it was Potter.” My eyes go wide in shock. ”What?!! Harry attacked me?!” “Yes. You two aren’t friends here.” I started to feel like I couldn’t breathe. Harry who I loved like a brother attacked me. “Mia Mia! Breathe please!” Draco says. “I’m sorry I should have been protecting you but I was practicing for the upcoming Quidditch game. And I didn’t know that he found out who’s daughter you were.” “Does no one know I’m Voldemort’s Daughter?” “No they just all assume you are the adopted daughter of the Malfoy’s.” “Has my surname been Malfoy?” I ask my breathing still hard. “No. To keep you safe we gave you the surname Sartre. But we haven’t decided what to do now that Potter knows the truth.” Then Mr. Malfoy comes back in. Mrs Malfoy hands me a coat. I put it on. And she carefully sets a hat on my head.
          I look to see Draco looking at me in a way I cant figure out. Why is he looking at me like that? I Follow the Malfoy’s to the floo. And Mr. Malfoy calls out Malfoy Manor. And the next thing I know I’m walking out into a large sitting room. “Watch out mum will want to throw a party.” Draco whispers to me. “We are going to throw a gala in honor of you returning to us Leila. The Gala will start at 7 pm. And I’m sure you will find a suitable dress in your closet. You have many that have never been worn. Until then have fun. Get to know Draco till its time to get ready.” She leaves to plan and put together a Gala in about eight hours. Mr. Malfoy excuses himself saying he has to floo call a friend. “Come on I will show you to your room.” He leds the way and I follow him. He opens a door. “This is your room Mia.” It’s so dark in here. And strangely enough I like the purple. I look back at Draco. “Why do you call me Mia?” “For one I thought it would be easier for you since Mia is a nickname for Hermione. And two I’ve always called you that.” He says kindly. I’m not used to this version of Draco. It confuses me for him to be like this with me. I take off my coat and this lace wrap. I look in this full length mirror. I look different yet the same. “My hair is longer straighter and darker. It strange not to have the mess of curls that can be mistaken for a bush. But its also strangely thrilling not to have to deal with that here. “Did you look different in the other world?” He asks curiosity evident in his voice. “Yes. My hair was lighter, curlier and a mess. And I didn’t wear my makeup edgy like this. It was simpler and lighter. It makes me want to know what else is different.” “You can ask whatever questions you want. I will answer them.” “If blood purity is so important why do you all follow a half blood?” “Interesting first question. I’m guessing in the other world Tom is a half blood. Here he is a pureblood and so are you. It seems hypocritical to follow a half-blood who values blood purity.” “I’m a pureblood? I didn’t expect that. I went from being a muggleborn to a pureblood.” “I remember you mentioning that at St. Mongos. That must have made your other life hard.” “Yes it made my life as a witch hard. Especially since the other you wouldn’t stop harassing me about it. Do you torment people here about being muggleborn?” “Not if I can help it honestly. There are times where I have had to or they had just did something to piss me off. But really I’m not the same bloke as in the other world.” “Who makes up the golden trio if I am not friends with Harry and Ron?” “Its actually the golden quartet ever since third year. It is Potter, Weasley, Weaslette, and Luna.” “I’m guessing Luna is the Brains of the group.” “Yes she is. And she has been working hard to keep Potter away from your true identity. I still wonder how he still found out. I can also see that in the other world you were the brains.” “Yes I was. Harry and Ron would have ended up dead or worse expelled without me. Are you dating Parkinson or Astoria Greengrass?” Draco laughs a little though im not sure if it was at my statement or question. Maybe both I’m not sure. “No Pansy is far too annoying. She is like the cousin you go out of your way to avoid when they come over for family gatherings. And Astoria is too high maintenance for me. If I dated her she would have one hand on mine and the other in my Gringotts accounts.” “Is she a gold digger?” “A what?” “Must be a muggle term here as well. A Gold digger is slang for a greedy person, stereotypically a woman, who only dates and subsequently marries wealthy partners with the intention of exploiting said wealth.” “Ah. Yes she is. And she is the worst sort.” “Funny I thought that was Parkinson on top of being a doorknob.” “A Doorknob?” “Like a doorknob everyone gets a turn.” I say with a smirk. “I see. Well Pansy is more of a doorknob as you say then a gold digger.” “I guess that is something that hasn’t changed.”
          “So who do you date if not one of those two?” “I’ve dated Flora Carrow and her twin sister. I dated one third year, the other fourth year. This past year I was dating Marietta Edgecombe. She broke up with me sometime after she joined Potter’s Dumbledore’s Army. Saying she didn’t want to date a deatheater because then her friends would hate her.” He frowned at this. “That was messed up to break up with someone just because you think your friends would hate you for it. If they are your true friends they would accepts it whether or not they would agree with your choice.” Draco smiles at this. “Did you date anyone in the other world?” “No. No one was interested in a bushy haired bookworm though I did fancy Ron. But he preferred Lavender.” “Its really hard to picture you in this other world. But Weasley is an idiot.” I concentrate on this spell I saw in a book once. I made a slideshow appear on the blank wall. I titled it :Me in the other world.
My first year
My Second year
Harry was hearing Nagini talk
In the walls

My third year
Ron was pissing
Me off cause
He kept saying
My cat ate his
Rat

My fourth year
Ron and Harry got
In a fight and
I was forced in the
Middle
Of which I got
Upset at both of them
For that

This passed term
We were training in
A duel and
I beat Ron with
Just one spell

Then my slideshow ended. “Weasley and Potter are idiots. And that’s a good spell. Now let me show you a few pictures.”

Right before you
Started first year
At ten
Your father insisted
That you start
At the same time I did.

This was the first
Saturday of your
Second year
Some more for second year

Right before 3^rd year

Us the first Saturday
Of third year

I’m not sure
What was going
On in the other
World
But we were at
A Hogwarts party

This was at
The second Quidditch
Game of the year

Third trip to Hogsmeade
Potter and Weasley were
Giving you trouble
Because I guess you were
With them at Hogsmeade
In the other world

Protecting you
From Weasley.

This was on the Hogwarts
Express on the way
To Hogwarts 4^th year

On the second Saturday
Of the term
We were with Luna

At Hogsmeade
You were with Potter
In the other world
Im guessing..
You kept saying his
Name and talking
About the
Triwizard tournament

This was a day
Where mum
Met us at Hogsmeade
We were hanging out in the room
Of requirements Because
People were giving you trouble
We were practicing for the
Ball here..

People were
Harassing you because
Of what you
Were wearing
So I put on
The same thing

This was us on
Another day of
Ball practice
Someone had jinxed
My tie into a Gryffindor one

This photo we
Took at Hogsmeade
For my mum
This was right
Before the
Ball

This was at the ball
You thought you were
With Victor Krum

This was taken for
Christmas at the manor

Someone really hurt you in your other
World and you were screaming
And fought against me when
I tried to comfort you
I guess other Draco was
Bothering you

This was taken
A week before 5^th
Year

At school
This was a moment
Where I swear you looked
Right at me
But then you
Said Weasley’s name
And had a conversation
With him

One morning
I found you at the
Lake dressed like a
Princess

This of you working
Hard so that
You can be
A prefect next term

This was you at Hoqwarts
Semiformal dance

I’m not sure what
Was happening
In the other world
But we were at dinner

We were all hanging out
At Hogsmeade one night
We were hanging out
One night after a
Quidditch game
The same

You said something
About Weasley and
Lavendor then started
Crying

Then you stopped talking
And eating for
A week

I ended up having to jinx
Weasley for tormenting you
About it.
You started going
More or less how
You usually
Were after
Just a night during
The year

You were doing research for
Potter’s Dumbledore’s army
I guess in the other world
You were a member

This was taken at a
Dance
Marietta broke up
With me the
Day before
This was taken before you
And Luna went to a
Girl’s night out

This was a school
Photo
A party we went to
I don’t have a clue
What was happening
In your other world
Luna was throwing
A party that we
Were invited to

Even though you
Were lost in your
Strange world
You helped me feel better
When I felt Like
I was losing my mind
This was right after the last party
We went to together

This was the morning
Before you were
Attacked

Wow! He certaintly had a lot more photos to share. He certaintly have been looking out for me in this world even when most would leave me along because nothing I did or said would make sense with what was happening in any given moment. How did he deal with it? His photos are now all showing at once. He is protective of me and he always looked out for me. Does Draco like me?? I look at Draco. He is looking straight at me. Giving me a look I cant define. Because no one has ever looked at me like that. At least not in the other world. “Well I hope that helped Mia. I should go at let you get Dressed for the Gala. See you later.” “See you later Draco.” I say and he smiles. It’s the first time I’ve ever called him by his name.
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