Hey everyone I hope that you all like this one, it is the sequel to "The Down Fall Of Draco Malfoy" There is going to be one more after this story, so in a total there will be three of these stories. This one will follow the 6th book slightly but there will be some changes because of Draco.

Now this story is going to be a Hermione and Draco story like the last but it is mostly going to be from the point of view of an OC character called "Bella Nott" bit it IS a Hermione/Draco!

Thank you to everyone who followed "The Down Fall of Draco Malfoy, it was my longest story to date and it got over 200 reviews, something that I was really happy about!

For Isabella120 who reviewed all of my stories and chapters without fail! Thank you : )

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Yeah, we're all the same inside (same inside)

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This one's for the girls

Who've ever had a broken heart

Who've wished upon a shooting star

You're beautiful the way you are

This one's for the girls

Who love without holding back

Who dream with everything they have

All around the world

This one's for the girls

Yeah, this one's for the girls

-This ones for the girls

The youngest member

Chapter One

Nothing like them.

End of Fifth year, Pansy's P.O.V:

No matter how hard they try boys are never going to be able to understand how girls work, they will, never know what the right thing to say will be or how to tell them they look nice, simple things seem to come harder to them and in the end they all end up messing up. And while it is his fault he ends up walking away from the relationship without a second thought while the girl has a broken heart and that's were me and the girls come in.

At least we used to.

It was the last day of fifth year and while the club had been up and running we had no been doing much helping out lately instead we were just spending time with each other, having sleepovers and gossiping about the secrets and rumours that we had at dinner. We did this before but not as much as we were now, I knew that there was a bigger picture and that we were going down hill but some times it just did not seem that important.

There was a war going on around us and it felt like it was rapping itself around us and trapping us together, inclosing us in till it felt like we could hardly breath.

Everyone was up stairs packing but I stayed in my chair, leaning my head on the back of it and looking up at the ceiling that I knew so well. So much had happened in this room and so many girls had come and gone, I was just having trouble knowing that I was going to have to leave it forever soon. I had two years left at school but I would be leaving much sooner then that.

My seventeenth birthday was in just over a week and from some reason it felt like it was going to be the end of everything, the end of my childhood and all of the friends that I had made. My parents had made great plans for me and they needed to be followed, my friends would be on the light side and I would be on the dark.

I thought back to what Hermione had said all those months ago and smiled, we would always know that we were best friends I just hoped that out paths never crossed in the war, I could never hurt one of my friends but if I walked out on them then they may not feel the same.

Things had already started to get harder in the last week, Draco and Blaise's fathers had been serving Voldemort when they had been caught by Hermione, Harry, Ron, Luna, Neville and Ginny, all of the people that the three Slytherin's called friends.

It had caused some problems but everyone was working threw it, we were still friends and Hermione and Draco's relationship was moving fast, he had started to look at his father in a different manner before he was locked away, he had less respected for him and I would often have to remind myself to not to think about him too much, it looked like he was going to be going over to the light side and while I respected him for it and wished that I could do the same I wanted to know nothing about it.

If Voldemort read my mind that he would know what was going on in a heart beat, something that I could not let happen after everything that I had done.

And plus I was really bad at saying goodbyes.

I looked around the room one last time and made my way to the door, I was not going to be laving just yet and I knew that I would still have some of the next year left but knowing that I was going to lose them seemed just as bad.

"Friends forever" I muttered as I walked to my dorm to pack my bags. "But forever is a very long time, maybe too long for me"

----*----

Malfoy manner

"You should be packed by now young man, you leave in three days and I will not have you running around the manner on September the first saying that you can not find anything"

Draco sighed but smiled warmly as his grandmother stood in the door way of his room, her arms folded and a stern but kind look on her face. Helen had been slowly getting better since the death of her husband, she missed him with all her heart but she knew that she was going to have to carrying on living her life, it was what he would of wanted. After he had passed she had made her number one goal in life to make sure that Draco stayed good and that when the time came he would so what was right and pick the light side, something that even now might be easier said then done. While her stay at the manner was only meant to be temporary she found her self still here months after she had arrived, she had no desire to return to her big house all alone and the family needed her more then ever now that her son had been locked away.

"I know, but I have started at least"

They both looked over to his trunk to see a few shirts flung into it and Draco grimaced, maybe that had not been the best example. Helen laughed lightly and entered the room fully before walking over to his draws and picking out some cloths, she worked in silence for a few minutes while he read his book but he knew what was coming.

"So, how is that Hermione of yours now a days? I have not seen her in some time. I would of thought that you would of spent every moment that you could with her"

Draco smiled at how predictable she was and shrugged.

"I have seen her a few times over the summer and we do write I have just been…busy"

Helen carried on folding his shirts as she glared at him lightly, showing him that she could see right threw him.

"Your lying to me. And your not even doing it well. You don't want to bring her here do you?"

"I do, really, I would love for her too, god knows that it would mean that we could see each other more but we both agreed that it was best if she did not come, it would be awkward to say the least. I think that mother would have a fit"

"Have you asked her?"

"Would there be any point, she must hate Hermione after what happened"

"I think that you are underestimating her you know" Helen smiled sadly and sat down on the bed next to Draco. "See loves your father more then anyone but she also understands what kind of person he is and darling we both know that your father has some… problems"

"Like being a Death Eater?"

"Yes" Helen sighed "Like that. But the point that I am trying to make is that your father was doing some wrong things when he went into the department of ministry and Hermione had to make up her mind because the truth is that if she had not fought against him then she could of died. What happened that night was nothing to do with you and yes, she was one of the people who got your father put away and your mother understands why. Hermione did the right thing and she knows this, just try and talk to her about it? For me?"

Draco sighed, he cold never say no to this women, he loved her like she was his mother and she had been there to look after her for as long as he could remember. She had been one of the only people that he could be himself around and he owed her a lot for that.

"Alright, for you, I will"

She beamed and hugged him tightly, her love for him shinning off her.

"Good boy" she muttered as she finally let go.

"You're a crafty old women, do you know that?"

Helen scowled playfully.

"Hey, who are you calling old? I'll have you know that you are as old as you feel"

"Really?" Draco chucked "And tell me how old do you feel?"

"Sixteen" Helen replied with a slight smile.

"And what were you like at that age then?"

Helen's smile widened at the thought of what he life used to be like.

"Just like your friends I should think"

---*---

September 1st

Nott Manner, where the story really begins…

Bella's P.O.V

I took a bite out of my toast and sighed as I read yet another article about the new mister of magic, he was smiling up from the front page and I hated him already, Fudge had never been good but this man seemed some how worse. I know that it is odd for someone like me to be reading the paper but I now found myself doing it every morning and checking over every page for any sign of the dark lord, fearing with everything that I was that he had killed again.

Nothing had been said about the dark lord in a whole year in till he had gotten into the ministry of magic itself and a new death had been mentioned. The death of Sirius Black. He had been innocent all along and spent the greater part of his short life locked away after losing his best friend. I thought that it was sick and wondered what the magical world was coming to, they talked about muggle's like they were bad people but I often wondered if we were really that much better then them if something like that could happen.

But the worst thing about what happened that night in the ministry would probably have to be my dad. He was one of the Death Eaters that got caught that night and I had not seen him since, I had always understood that there was something dark about him and while I hated him for it there were times when I would fall asleep thinking of him, thinking about how scared he must be, all alone and trapped in there.

I would never say if out loud but I missed my dad.

I was eleven years old and in my option extremely misunderstood, people would relate me more to my family then myself, something I found to be greatly unfair because in truth I am nothing like them. I love them because I have to but I would not say that I like them. My home life seems fair at most times but at others I just want to run away and hide in till everything is over.

My parents think that I don't know about who they are and what they do but when I read about all the things that they did and got away with how could I not realise that they are Death Eaters? They talk about the dark lord like he is some kind of King but I think that he is nothing but a coward who hides behind other people for his mistakes. I love them both but I could not stand what they were and what they wanted me to be. When I was younger I had my whole life planned out, I was going to become a healer and help people, I wanted to feel like I was needed but I no longer was silly enough to dream that I could help people. There was a war coming and it was time for every one to pick what side they were going to be, not matter what age they were and I knew what my parents were going to decide for the family.

They were going to go into the dark.

The darkness that the dark lord brings with him changes you forever, I know this because of my brother, Theodore. Once upon a time I had looked up to him but now there was nothing about him that I thought was great and worth looking up to. He used to look after me and read me stories and play games but when he went away to Hogwarts it had all changed, he no longer smiled or played he would just go out with his friends and forget all about me. He was about to enter his sixth year and I was about to enter my first, as you can tell five years is too big of an age gap to have anything in common. He was not the brother that I loved and for that I blamed Slytherin, my family house, the one that we were expected to get sorted into, my brother had done so and I was determined not to. There was nothing dark about me and I was willing to prove it.

The door opened but I barely looked up from my paper as my brother sat down at the other end of the long table and started to eat breakfast, as always my our mother never ate with us, she said that she had other things to be doing but I some times wondered if she even liked us. I hardly ever saw my mother and father, even when dad had been at home but I never minded, the less time I spent with them the better but I knew that I was going to have the face my mother later.

Today was September the first and I was finally going to start Hogwarts school. Some times I wondered if I was going to end up like my brother, depressed and unemotional in everything that I did, there was something about that school that changed you, I was looking forward to getting away from here but scared about what it was going to do to me.

"You got everything that you'll need for the school year?"

I froze at the sound of my brothers voice and slowly lowered the paper before peering at him over it, he never talked to me when he could help it so I wondered why he was suddenly interested.

"I should think so, I think that I can handle a little bit of packing by myself, thank you"

I started to raise the paper once again, getting ready to ignore him threw out the whole of breakfast when his voice stopped me once again.

"I am sure that you are going to do well, Slytherin is a good house, you'll like it I think, it's the perfect place for us, all of our family have been in there after all. Its natural that you will be in there with me"

I showed no emotion expects from the normal scowl that my father and brother wore when they were mad about something. He had no idea what I wanted for myself and I new that even if he did then he would not care, I was eleven now and what I wanted no longer mattered. I can still remember my father sitting me down and saying that I was going to be representing the family name when I went there so, if I knew what was good for me I would behave and keep up the family name, not something that I wanted to do.

I wanted people to know me because of me, not because of them and everything that they did.

"And if I do not make it?"

He watched me coldly before taking a sip of his drink and reaching for his own copy of the paper, I had never seen him read it before and I suddenly wondered if he did it to look more like father. The very thought made me shiver, I had never wanted him to turn out like that, he had been so happy when we were younger and now…I did not even know who he was anymore.

"You will make it, it would be unacceptable for anything else, remember that. I will be watching you this year and with my help you will get in fine and know all of the right people"

I bit my tongue and went back to my paper, I was not going to follow his rules just because he said that they were right, I was going to be friends with who ever I wanted to be friends with and there was nothing that he could do to stop me. He could tell mother and father if he wished to, I would just not come home in the holidays and then I would have to wait a hour year before facing them again.

I smiled at the thought, maybe school was not going to be so bad.

---*---

Platform 9 ¾

September 1st

"I mean it, if I hear that you have been doing anything that you should not be…" My mother left the sentence and I thought that maybe she was hoping that my imagination was going to run away with me and I put on my best being scared face. Every where I looked parents were hugging their children good bye and I closed my eyes for a second while I wished that it could be me being hugged like that. My mother was just looking down at me while trying to make me scare and I wondered if she even cared that we were not going to see each other in months. She had never cared when my brother went away so why should she care about me? Theodore had already left with out a word and after my mother had left I looked down at my trunk and sighed.

I was not a short girl but I still was eleven and this trunk seemed to be bigger then me, how was I going to do this?

"Do you need some help?"

I looked up to see a round face boy looking down at me, he was a great deal older then me and had black hair, while I had wanted to make friends with people that I knew first I still nodded and smiled, he did not look that bad so maybe he was one of the nice ones. He picked up my trunk and started to walk to the train with ease.

"I'm Neville by the way"

I smiled.

"I'm Bella"

"You a first year then?"

We walked onto the train and I smiled as I rolled my eyes.

"Is it that plain to see?"

He laughed lightly as he placed my trunk in the bagging department.

"Yeah sorry but it is a bit, you looked a little bit lost back there so I thought that I should help you, god knows that I would of liked someone to help me on my first day. But I did have Gran I guess. Why were you there alone?"

"My mother had to go and I have no idea what happened to my brother, he just walked off, not that I thought he was going to do anything else any way" I shrugged "I don't think that he likes me that much"

Neville looked slightly worried as he nodded in agreement and I could see that he did not have any brothers or sisters himself.

"Yes well its not good for you to be all alone…would you like to come sit with my friends and myself?"

I suddenly felt nerves at the thought of sitting with people that I did not know and who were older then me, I looked down the train to were I knew the Slytherin's were sitting and bit my lip, would my brother even notice or care if I did not sit with him?

"Hello Neville"

I turned around to see a blond haired girl wearing the freakiest glasses walking up to Neville, she said something that I could not hear and began to walk away with her to find some were to sit, I frowned, just when I thought that I was making a friend he walks away, I went to turn around when he looked back at me with his eyebrow raised.

"Are you coming then?"

I smiled.

"I would love to"

---*---

Hermione's point of view

Every thing had been working so well and there were times when I could not believe how good my life was going for me. I finally had the guy of my dreams and people had gotten over whispering behind out backs and excepted us for what we were: two people in love.

But then it happened, we had gone to save Sirius and in the process Draco's father had been caught and arrested for being a Death Eater, something that we had known all along but never talked about. He would always tell me that he did not blame me and he knew that I had done the right thing and while the start of the summer had gone so well at some point the has just gotten…sad.

He always looked so worried about something and I would find myself worrying.

Worrying that he no longer loved me.

---*---

Bella's point of view.

Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood. These were some of the people who had taken my father away from me and shown the world what he really was and here I was, sitting down with them and talking like I was not aware with this. I had not told them my second name yet and true be told I was too scared to, I had made friends with them and if they knew who I was…if they knew who my father was then I knew that they would never want anything to do with the likes of someone like me.

I was currently looking out the window and thinking of how I was going to get you of this problem when something that they were talking about caught my attention.

"…Draco"

I snapped my head round at the sound of his name and looked around the compartment in panic, he was an old friend of my brothers and I did not want to think about what he would do if he saw me in here.

"He can not stay mad forever Hermione, I mean look at everything that happened last year and you too still got over that"

Hermione sat back in her chair and carried on looking out the window instead of her friends, she was not smiling and she looked slightly pale.

"Ron this is not something that happens everyday, thinking about it, if your girlfriend ended up getting your father put in prison what would you do? Could you forgive them or even want to look at them?"

Harry Potter, the boy who lived leaned forward in his chair and offered his friend a kind smile.

"It's not like he is ignoring you Hermione and he has not broken up with you or stopped being friends with any of us over the summer, I think that he just needs some time to think things over. He understood what kind of person his father was and he is just having a hard time coming to terms with what is happening that's all. He'll make the right decision, I know he will"

I could feel my heart beating and my eyes were widened in disbelief, Draco was going out with the Hermione Granger? One of the people who had put out fathers away forever? I did not even think that he talked to Gryffindor's. The rest of the conversation caught up with me and my mouth almost opened from the shock that I was feeling. He was friends with Harry bloody Potter? Did that boy have a Death wish? He was coming of age and we all knew that it meant one thing, joining the dark lord or running away from him and watching as he punishes your family for the choices that you make.

"And he is only with Pansy and Blaise and we know that everything is alright with them, don't we?"

I turned to the window to hid my disbelief, what the hell were they playing at, they were not at the right age to be acting so stupidly, if they did not do something soon then they would be dead by the end of the year. The dark lord was getting stronger by the day and more and more people were joining him in his pointless war, I did not want to join them but I was eleven and it would be a while before I would have to fight against him but there time was now.

The compartment door opened and I looked around to see a breathless girl standing there.

"I have a message for Neville Longbottom and H-Harry Potter"

---*---

"So what house do you think that you are going to be in?"

I looked up from my book to see Hermione smiling down at me, her own book was placed next to her and was forgotten as she watched me. I had hear a lot about her and it seemed like I had been waiting to meet her for a long time, she was a hero, just like her friends and some one that I knew I could look up to.

"I'm not sure yet, I don't think that I would really mind to be honest, they all sound alright"

"They are, except Slytherin" Ron said with a small smile and Hermione scowled at him before turning but to me.

"There is nothing wrong with being in that house"

"I would have thought that you would of hated that house, you are a Gryffindor?"

"Yes well…you'll find that not everything is like it seems anymore, you can you judge people by their houses, some people will surprise you"

"It was easier back then" Ron added with a sigh "Slytherin: evil gits, everyone else: good. Those were the simple times

"That's not true"

"Are you just saying that people you are going out with one?" I said before I could stop myself, she turned and looked at me a confused frown on her face before she smiled slightly.

"You must be from a pureblood family then?"

I nodded before asking a question that I already knew the answer to.

"Are you?"

"No. Is that a problem to you?" she looked slightly annoyed and leaned back in my chair with a smile on my face.

"Not at all, you know not all purebloods hate people who are half-blood or even muggle borns, were not just saying that some people will surprise you?

Hermione smiled.

"Your high spirited for a first year"

I smirked slightly.

"I do try"

"So, what's your second name then?"

I grimaced slightly and trued to force a smile on my face.

"It's-"

The compartment door slammed open and everyone jumped before looking to the door, my heart raised in my throat and I moved closer to the window, trying to get away from the look on death that I was getting from my brother but it did not seem to make any difference.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?"

I opened my mouth a few times but said nothing, I had no idea what I could say, I knew that this was going to be a bad idea and now there was no doubt that this would get back to my mother. Like they had planned it everyone but me stood up and blocked him off from me, their wands out and pointed at my brother.

"I think we should be asking you what you are doing here" Ron said with a small smile and I looked at them all in awe, they were not even scared, I had heard about the things that they had done but always thought that it had been over exaggerated to make the light side seem like they were winning but watching them defend someone that they hardly knew I was no longer so sure. "Now turn around and walk away, we don't want to fight you, considering last year I would of at least thought that you could be a little bit nice to people in different houses"

I frowned, what had they done last year together, my brother spotted my questioning look and if anything he looked even madder.

"Well you thought wrong didn't you? Now get-"

He stopped sentence and jerked his stomach forward, almost like someone was pointing something at his back, I looked behind him to see nothing, what was? I made a small sound as Harry and Neville appeared from no where and my eyes grew ground as I spotted the cloak on his hand, I had never seen one before but I knew well enough what it was. Both Neville and Harry had their wands digging into my brothers back with grim looks on their faces.

"Is there some kind of problem here Theo?"

His face went from shocked to anger as he realised who was standing behind him but he still did not move, he was too worried that someone would hex him.

"Yes, there is, I was just coming to get my sister when these people started to get in my way"

Everyone turned to look at me with a slight shock before they turned back to the matter at hand: my brother.

"Your sister?" Harry asked as he raised his eyebrows and looked at me, I sighed and waiting for him to tell me to get out but it never came, instead he turned back to Theo.

"And does she want to come with you?"

"Of course she bloody does" my brother hissed.

"Have you asked?"

Theo looked shocked for a second and that was all the answer that Harry needed, much to my shock he turned to me and asked:

"Would you like to go with him?"

My eyes widened and I looked from them to my brother, no one had ever asked me what I wanted before and the question seemed to take up everything that I was. Did I want to go with them or stay here? I could have friends and be different like I wanted or I could be what my family wanted for me? The very thing that I was scared of. I had never took a chance before in my life. I was going to be risking everything that my life had been so far but as I remembered the change I had seen in my brother, the person who had once loved me I knew.

"No…no I really don't"

Harry nodded and smiled widely at Theo.

"Well I think that we have the answer right there, don't you?"

Within a second they were in the compartment and my brother had been pushed out, I saw him hit the wall with a "thud" before the door was slammed shut and the small white blind on the door was pulled down blocking him from my view, something that I was thankful for. I looked at Harry as he sat down next to Hermione, no one had even done anything like that for me before.

"Look, thank you for that and everything"

Harry smiled slightly and shrugged as Neville sat down next to him, the compartment felt suddenly crowded with the two extra people sitting with us.

"Don't worry about it, so you're his sister then?"

"Yeah, I am"

"You two close?"

"Used to be"

"What happened?"

"He came here and he changed, he stopped playing with me and being the person that I had grown up knowing, maybe that's why I have been so nerves about coming here" I admitted "I'm worried that I am going to turn out to be like him, that this place is going to change me too"

Harry smiled.

"Don't worry, this place can change most people for the better"

Hermione gasped and I turned to see her looking at me with wide and shocked eyes, her mouth open slightly and she looked like she was trying to say something but was not sure how, after what seemed like a lifetime she finally managed to mutter:

"Your dad"

I looked down at my feet and could feel everyone move apart in signs of worry as they realised the same thing that she had, they were the ones who had put my father away and taken him away from me. I knew that I should be mad, that would be the right thing to do…but I liked them and being mad was hard, they had done nothing wrong to me, just my dad.

"I did not know that any of them had younger kids, I did not really think about it" Hermione muttered and I shrugged.

"It does not matter really, I miss him, I will not lie about that but I think that we all know that he was not perfect, he was a bad person, he was the one thing that I really hated and he broke my heart by doing what he did" I smiled sadly "It's hard trying to be a daddies girl when he off kill innocent people, you know?"

There was a silence and I knew that none of them did not know what to say, finally Harry spoke:

"How can you not be mad at us, even a little bit?"

I shrugged.

"I know that it was not personal"

"Your not like normal Slytherin's you know that?"

"I'm not a Slytherin yet"

"But you will be"

"Says who?"

He faltered slightly before smiling.

"So what house do you want to be in?"

"Any really, I just hate having to do something, I like to be able to make up my own mind about some things, like who my friends are and…what I do in my life and hey, it looks like I have already started, I'm sitting with you after all"

Neville smiled and pulled out his wand.

"Exploding snaps anyone?"

Needless to say that my first ride to Hogwarts was one that I was not going to forget, I made friends and was able to be me for a while and I loved it. Little did I know that meeting Harry Potter that day was not the thing that was going to change my life but meeting Hermione Granger was going to.

So that's it for the first chapter, hope that you all liked it and don't worry things are going to pick up really soon!

Preview:

Pansy raised her eyebrows as she watched the small girl walk to her next class with her house mates, she looked fairly simply, her black hair was tied back and she had smile on her face while she laughed and talked with her fellow first years. She was so occupied with talking that it happened in under a second, she stumbled slightly, dropped her books and attempted to stay up right, it may of worked if she had not stepped on one of her fallen books. The girl let out a small squeal that made many heads turn and fell to the ground with a loud "thud!"

"Your right" Pansy sniggered with a small smirk before she walked away "I can see what you mean, she would be perfect, that girl is all about the stealth that we're looking for in our girls"

Hermione groaned, she liked the girl but her timing was horrible.

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