Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot.

Pairings: Hermione/ Draco, Pansy/ Blaize

Summary: Hermione is Voldemort's long lost daughter, but she doesn't agree with what he does. She is Head Girl, has powers over the elements, is sorted into Slytherin, and finds the love of her life...

The New Prophecy

Chapter 1: This Year Should Be Fun

Hermione stood on platform 9 3/4, looking at the familiar scarlet Hogwarts train. This was her last year at Hogwarts and she was gonna remember it. As predicted, she had been made Head Girl. But not as predicted, she had had some major developments over the summer.

One, her look had changed drastically. Gone was the book-worm of 6 years. She now had straight, black hair with dark red streaks that came down to her shoulders in layers. Her figure had filled out to one that a super model would envy, and she had a nice tan from her vacation in Hawaii. Her eyes were an iceberg blue, but became black when she was using her powers, and a deep red when she was angry. She even got the courage to get her belly-button pierced.

Two, she found out that she could control the elements. She was an elemental sage. (A/N I know nothing about sages and whatnot, but that fit in my fic. Sorry for all those who do know!).

And finally, she found out that she was the only child of that one and only Lord Voldemort. She was to be his heir, but she didn't want to be. She didn't agree with what he was doing. Sure she liked to be mean and evil, but that was an extreme.

Tired of standing around and deciding that she would rather avada kedavra herself that see Harry and Ron (they annoyed her greatly), she got on the train. Ignoring all the stairs, Hermione went into the Head compartment. She sat down and looked out the window, where she saw a familiar platinum blonde enter the platform...

Draco stood on the platform that Hermione stood on not too long ago. He was going to have a great year. His father had gotten him the latest broomstick available, the Wind Rider 6000, he was the Slytherin Quidditch captain, and he was Head Boy (A/N ::gasps:: never in a millon years would I have guessed!). The only thing that could annoy him this year was his father pestering him to be a Death Eater. Oh how he loathed his father and those mindless morons.

As he was heading to the Head compartment he saw the one person he couldn't stand.

'Pansy,' he sneered. He started to run towards the compartment now. A call of "Drakey!" was heard as he closed the door. He spun around in order to hide his face from view, and when he did, he saw a girl that he had never seen before.

'Holy crap she's hot,' he thought while scanning her up and down. "Uh... hi... I'm Draco Malfoy, Head Boy. Can I help you miss...?"

"Yes, Malfoy, I know who you are. And no, I don't need help," the girl said.

"Holy crap Granger?!"

"The one and only. But it's not Granger anymore. It's Riddle. Hermione Annabella Riddle."

"You're kidding me," he said, slightly shocked. 'She can't be Voldemort's lost daughter. Stupid, lying mudblood.' Then he said those exact words. At the mention of the word mudblood, Hermione snapped up and grabbed his throat and pinned him against the wall. Then she whispered in his ear in an almost deadly voice:

"I swear that if you ever call me a mudblood again, you will regret it for the rest of your short life. I am more powerful than you can ever imagine, Malferret." Then she let go and stepped back. He looked into her eyes and saw that she meant every word she said. He nodded in understanding.

Just then, Professor McGonagall came into the compartment. She was a little shocked at seeing her favorite student looking so different and in such close proximity with her worst enemy. She told them about their duties as the Heads, then she left.

A few minutes later the train pulled into the station at Hogsmead. Hermione quickly got off the train in order to avoid Harry and Ron, who fortunately hadn't gone looking for her. Ever since the summer of 5th year, they had been growing apart. This year it would most likely become a permanent separation. When she got off the train she headed for an empty carriage. But it wasn't empty for long because Malfoy went into that same carriage to escape from Pansy.

'Damn,' they thought at the same time. "I can tell you're going to be like the annoying little neighbor child that won't leave me alone this year, Malfoy," she snapped.

"Shut up," he replied. 'Good comeback, Draco,' he thought. The rest of the ride was in silence.

In the Great Hall, after the first years had bees sorted, Dumbledore stood to make some announcements.

"First off, for those who don't know, or refuse to listen (looking at Harry and Ron), the Dark Forest is off limits. This year's prefects are: from Gryffindor: Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter, from Slytherin: Pansy Parkinson and Blaize Zambini," Dumbledor continued on with the rest of the prefects, then came time for the Heads. "This year's Head Boy is Draco Malfoy." At this, a loud cheer erupted from the Slytherin table and Draco wore his usual smirk (A/N sexy!)

Dumbledore continued, "Professor McGonagall, if you could please get the Sorting Hat. Our Head Girl, due to certain circumstances, needs to be resorted. Hermione Granger, if you please."

The hall was dead silent. As Hermione stood there were a few gasps. Her new look and style had shocked everyone. She was wearing a black, pleated skirt, a dark green spaghetti-strap shirt, a silver netted shirt, and army style boots. (Cool outfit!). She walked up to McGonagall and stood there. A piece of parchment appeared in McGonagall's hand. She read from it,

"Hermione Annabella Riddle." Hermione smirked and went to the stool and sat. The Sorting Hat was nowhere near her head when it shouted, "Slytherin!!"

As she walked to her new house table and looking at Harry, Ron, and Draco, she thought, 'Well...this year should be fun.'