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A/n 6-9-07: Due to certain inconsistencies, I have re-done some of the details so that they fit more appropriately.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Olivia and the plot-line.
Enjoy.
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Prologue.
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Entry 101
Today, I was let go-which is why I am finally writing. At long last, I feel as though I should be grateful for the Death Eater that took care of me after he was forced upon me. I don't know quite why, but I am glad that he still had a few shards of humanity in him. It happened after dinner the night after my last exams of the first semester of the seventh and final year at Hogwarts. I, of course, decided to retire to the lake just to get a nice stroll in before the rain came and it got too dark or cold, being how it was December and frightfully close to the Christmas Holidays. But, as my luck usually goes-fate had other plans for dear Livy. Although, I truthfully should be dead-I am alive. I was walking after dinner by the forbidden forest. My very own stupidity. When I woke up I was in the middle of a circle of robed witches and wizards-I knew instantly they were Death Eaters. And I also knew that I would either be raped, tortured, or killed. Or all three. However, what I didn't expect was to be raped and then taken into hiding and then let free when the coast was clear. I could have only hoped that the person that claimed me had humanity still intact. I was lucky enough to get such a person. We were forced into consummation of something that neither of us wanted. However, I am a forgiving person and I don't blame him for his mistake. I do however blame him for being stupid enough to join such a group. He took me to a house and healed my physical wounds and let me go. In return, I told him I would be grateful for his choice and I forgave him. So, here I am┘alive. Emotionally hurt-but alive.
All my love-
Livy Gray
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102.
I should have had my monthly visitor today-but I didn't. There is one more semester left in the school year-and I myself have been feeling as though I have a bug or something. Poppy said it's going around-the influenza bug┘so I could only hope that that's the cause. I don't think I could handle being with child and not becoming a healer as I have intended for the past three years. I'll update you more later.
Livy.
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103
It's been three months since my last entry. Unfortunately, being as how it's March-I still haven't had a period. So, I took a test-it said I was with child. So, I owled my sister and her husband in London and told her about it. She just finished dental school and I know that if I can't take care of the child she would gratefully take it. Being as how she can't have children. She had a little girl a month ago but it was stillborn┘they named her Jessica-and she's buried in the cemetery by our family manor. I will just put a concealing charm on myself until school is over so I can continue my education here at Hogwarts.
Livy.
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Took a potion to find out if it's a girl or boy-it's a girl. I suppose I can name her Elizabeth Jane Gray. Elizabeth after her grandmother and Jane after my sister's middle name. I anticipate the birth of her. I just have a week left at Hogwarts. I went to the infirmary to get some sleep potion and Poppy found out though, and she told me that the chances of my surviving the birth are very small┘that's not very comforting. So, she told me to make arrangements in case┘I wrote Karen and Frank and informed them of this and they said they would raise her as their own-so I left instructions how she should be raised and when it would be appropriate to tell her that she is my daughter and not theirs.
Love, Livy.
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105.
Dearest Elizabeth,
I'm writing you because I know that we'll never have the chance to formally know each other. Madam Pomfrey told me that I wouldn't survive the childbirth. So, I've arranged for you to go to my sister and her husband-Karen Jane Gray-Granger and Frank Allen Granger. Then, I'm going to let her alter your name as she sees fit. I'm telling you this because I'll never get the chance to do it when you're older. As you've read, it was unfortunately a Death Eater that helped conceive you-but nonetheless, it was a generous Death Eater and a person who 3 years ago was a classmate of mine. For the sake of your bloodline, because I've asked explicitly you not know I am or was a muggleborn witch until you are 17...which would be now when you are reading this-I want you to know that you are a half-blooded witch. I do hope that you've inherited two things from your father, Height & Brains Because although I once had a miniscule childhood crush on him-I am the attractive one. I digress however My full name is Olivia Hermione Gray. My birthday is December 19th. My hair is a mousy brown colour and my eyes are hazel. I am a stunning five foot two inches, but I'm very thin.
I'll have your mum give you a photo, or I'll include one here.
I attended Hogwarts and was a Ravenclaw. "Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure." My wand is vine wood with unicorn hair. I am excellent in Potions, Arithmancy, and Transfiguration. However, you are your own witch so you'll excel in whatever you choose. Your father is a half-blooded wizard. His mother was a witch and his father was a muggle. If he's around you can present my photo to him and introduce yourself as Elizabeth Jane Gray the daughter of Lady Olivia Hermione Gray. I've left in the care of Professor Minerva McGonagall a pensive. I've also secured several other things for you for when you become of age. Such including-a vault at Grigotts with a reasonable amount of money, a flat in a beautiful section of London, and several effects of mine in the flat. Just ask Minerva for these items and she will be glad to hand them over.
I am proud of who you are no matter what. I know that you can do anything you set your mind to because you are your mother's daughter. So, now with my final entry and last stroke of the pen, I give you a gift-your father's name.
I love you with all of my heart my precious little girl.
Mum.
Parental information:
Mother: Olivia Hermione Gray
Father: Severus Sebastian Snape
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With that, Olivia closed the book and placed it in a brown envelope in a leather bag and put that in the care of Minerva McGonagall. She placed all her things in the flat in London and locked it and secured it until the day her daughter would turn 17.
Olivia gave birth to a beautiful little girl on September 19th, 1979 in which she named Elizabeth Jane Gray. She died fifteen minutes after bringing the little girl into the world. A week later-her sister and brother-in-law gave the little angel a new name. And they became her parents.
17 years later. September 19th.
"Hermione, what do you suppose your mum & dad will send you for your birthday?" A tall, skinny Ronald Weasley asked his best friend as they made their way out of the common room on their trek down to breakfast.
"Probably another book. And some sugar-free candy." Hermione replied shrugging. "What did you get me for my birthday, Ronald?"
"Mum got it. I dunno yet. She'll send it later."
"Ah, well, it should be good." Hermione replied.
"I got you a book, Hermione. It'll be dead useful after we leave here in December." Harry Potter then pulled a book out of his leather bag and handed it over to Hermione.
"A Defense Book! How excellent. You are too right Harry, it will be very useful."
"You're welcome, Mione."
When the trio sat down at the table and the owl posts came through, there was a beautiful black owl that flew in and landed in from of Hermione. Tied to the leg of the creature was a letter.
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Hermione Granger-
Happy Birthday. We got you this owl because we figured it would come in handy after December.
-Yours.
Fred & George Weasley.
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"Who's it from, Mione?" Ron asked while stroking the owl.
"Fred and George. They said it would come in handy after December. I guess I'll name her later."
Another owl flew in and dropped a letter-this one was from her mum and dad.
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Dear Hermione,
After 17 years we're so very proud of you. However, we have something to inform you of. Although we have raised you for the past 17 years and tried to teach you the best we knew how-you are really our niece. In the package which is sent with this letter is a journal with an explanation in it and a photograph of your real mother. We don't know what it contains-but we do know that your real mum revealed your biological father's name in the journal. You need to speak with a Professor Minerva McGonagall also to obtain other effects your mother left. We will always love you as our very own child.
Love,
Mum & Dad
Uncle Frank & Aunt Karen.
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A little bit angry, Hermione opened the package which was sent with the letter and a photograph fell out. A woman with brown hair and hazel eyes stood smiling back at her. Hermione turned the photo over and on the back was written a simple message.
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Olivia Hermione Gray, 17 years old.
For my darling and beautiful daughter on your 17th
Birthday, I do hope life has been good for you.
Love, your mum
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"Who's that, Mione?" Ron Weasley asked. Hermione flipped the photograph back over and stared at the woman in it.
Hermione's eyes were a little downtrodden when she replied, with a little bit of a broken emotional state of mind look in them. "My mum." Was her only reply.
"That's not your mum, we've seen your mum."
"No, Ronald this is my real mother. You've seen my aunt and uncle. But this is my actual biological mother. According to mum & dad. Hermione answered back and then continued to pull the journal out of the package. She flipped to the last page and saw the names written there, when she read the name of her father-she closed the book in a hurry and stood from the table. "Excuse me, I have something I need to do." She proceeded to walk to the head table where Headmistress McGonagall was seated.