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I stood there gawking at my parents they had to be kidding me, there was no way I was a half-blood and there was no way... I Hermione Granger was going to marry a man I'd never met, I glanced at the man and thought back to how this whole mess began!
-flash-back-
I sat at my desk and sighed I had no more work left to do so, I looked around and noticed that Nott had left, I sighed realizing that he must have headed out to do his rounds. I shut the book I had been trying to read before standing and heading out to do my rounds, being head girl was tough especially with Theo Nott as head boy I mean he wasn't the worst Slytherin there was but, trust me that didn't make him the best either. I sighed and continued down the corridor checking the classrooms making sure no late-night snogging sessions where going on, I stopped and shook my head when I heard moans coming from one of the nearby classrooms, when I opened the door I was heartbroken, there with his dick out was my boyfriend Ron Weasley and sucking it and moaning was Nott's girlfriend Daphne Greengrass. Suddenly I heard a deep voice.
"What's going on Granger?" I turned to see Nott coming up the hall and I quickly shut the door.
"Trust me you don't want to know Nott." He simply rolled his eyes and opened the door.
I could see the snarl form on his lips and then he shouted "YOU BLOODY (1) PUTA! FIFTY POINTS FROM BOTH GRYFFINDOR AND SLYTHERIN NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I HEX YOU BOTH".
They both hurried to grab their cloths, I stood there tears in my eyes as Ron looked at me with guilt in his eyes.
"Hermione! I swear this is not what it seems"
"Then what is it Ronald?" I glared at him tears streaming down my face. "Well Ron what is it?" I asked getting angry.
He glared back and muttered "This never would have happened if you weren't such a shrew."
I gasped/growled, and bawled my hand into a fist before I could do something I regretted like beat Ron to a bloody pulp, Nott grabbed my arm holding me back, I glared back at him but all he did was shake his head.
"Get out of here and back to your dorm NOW!" I shouted turning my anger back on Ron, I then waved my wand making the cloths he was trying to put back on disappear.
" What the hell Hermione." Ron shouted trying to cover his private part.
I then yanked my arm free of Nott's grip and ran back to the heads dorm. "Skor!" I shouted at the portrait causing it to swing open, I ran into the dorm and I stopped for a second grabbing my book, before running into my room, I slammed my door shut and locked it before flinging myself on my bed and beginning to sob. After about 30 minutes Theo knocked on my door.
"Go away Nott!" I choked out,
I heard a heavy sigh "I'm sorry for what you had to witness Granger and I'm sorry you lost the Weasel." was all he said and then I heard him walk back down the stairs. About five minutes later there was a hoot coming from outside my window I opened it to find the owl I had given to my parents with a letter in his beak, I took the letter thanked him and gave him a small treat.
Dear Hermione,
Hermione in just a few short days is your 19th birthday and your Father and I would like you to come home, you see somethings are going to happen that can't be explained through a letter, we have already written a letter to Headmistress McGonagall to ask her to let you out of school for the next couple of weeks and she has agreed, we expect you tomorrow no later than 9:30. We love you darling.
With all our love and affection,
Mum, and Dad.
I stared at the letter confused what things were going to happen that I needed to be pulled out of school, I sighed before heading to bed deciding I would get up early to talk with McGonagall. I set my wand alarm for 7:00 A.M., and went to sleep. The next morning, I awoke and after getting dressed headed straight for Headmistress McGonagall's office, I stopped at the gargoyle.
"Licorice" I smiled as I said the password McGonagall had chosen because that password was one of Professor Dumbledore's favorite muggle candy. I knocked on the door at the top of the staircase.
"Come in Ms. Granger."
I chuckled as I opened the door, "I guess you were expecting me Professor?". She nodded as a small smile formed on her lips.
"I can't tell you why your parents want you home, however this"-she pointed to a small stack of papers- "are all of the notes you will need as well as the assignments you will need to complete over the next couple of weeks."
I nodded standing and grabbing my paperwork, I smiled and thanked her before leaving. I asked her who the new head girl would be, and smiled when she said it would be Ginny. I thanked her again and went back to my dorm, I wrote a quick letter to Ginny explaining the schedule to her and letting her know when the next one needed to be done. I also wrote to tell her how happy I was for her to hear she'd be head girl and that I'd miss her over these next couple of weeks. I then packed a few of my belongings mostly the books I needed for my assignments, by the time I was done it was 9:10. I walked down to the common room relieved not to see Nott and stepped into the chimney, I grabbed a hand full of floo powder, and flooed to 6273 Slivia Drive, I stepped out of my family's chimney and smiled when I saw my dad sitting in his armchair reading the newspaper, I could hear my mother humming away in the kitchen.
My father looked at me from over his newspaper and smiled. "Welcome home Princess."
The next week was interesting to say the least, my mother was constantly fidgety and my father looked like he was waiting for a bomb to go off and they were so jumpy, and it got worse as it came closer and closer to my birthday, dad had invited and old colleague son to visit and to meet me, some fella by the name of Damon Salvatore not that I cared. On my birthday I awoke feeling more refreshed then I had in years, I yawned and noticed something strange my usual lions' mane was not in my face, I stood and headed for my bathroom I looked in the mirror and screamed. The person looking back at me was not someone I recognized, I suddenly had dark brown hair that was only lightly curled and my eyes were a light gray. My mother and father practically broke down the door to get to me, I stood there in shock, my eyes wide because even though I still resembled my mother I now looked nothing like my father.
"What has happened to me!?" I shouted, my mother looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"Hermione, I think it best if you sit down over here," My mother patted the bed.
"Dear it time to take it off" My mother looked at my father who sighed before waving his hand in front of his face and changing into none other than Regulus Black. I looked at him in shock.
"You mean to tell me that you're? No, no because that would mean that no...NO! How could you not tell me all this time? That means, oh that means I had to watch my uncle die that night you... I." I sat on my bed tears streaming down my face not sure if I should feel mad of relived, I always knew that I was much too good at wandless magic to be a true muggle born but I never thought that I would be a Black!
"Please Princess I... I did what I had to do to keep your mother safe it's all because of her that I'm not dead or worse a death-eater, you see because I fell in love with a muggle I realized that Voldemort was wrong. Are you mad at me?" He asked tears threating to spill.
I stood and shook my head before flinging myself into his arms. "Of course, not daddy."
Just then the front door rang.
"I'll get it." Said my mum smiling and heading out of the room. A few seconds later she called me and my dad down to the living room. There she sat with a very handsome man, he looked no older then 22 maybe 23. His skin was a soft tan and his hair a dark brown almost black, his eyes... oh how a girl could get lost in eyes like his, his eyes were a beautiful stormy gray. He stood when I entered and took my hand in his and placed a small kiss on the back of it. "You must be Hermione, you are very beautiful, I'm glad to be your fiancé." I turned to face my parents.
-Flash back over-
"Surprise!" was all that they had to say, and the next thing I knew I was unconscious.
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