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So hey, I'm back with this story. I'm really having a hard time keeping up with long updates so I thought "Hey why not do short chapters then update fast?" And then I realized how awesome and easy it was.
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Sakura POV:
I don't know how it started or rather I don't remember but for years already, I carry the name Hermione Granger. Being Sakura Haruno I didn't believe in reincarnation, not that I really had the time to worry about those things. At that time it seemed trivial and nonsensical.
Then one day came and it hit me just like a ton of bricks. I woke up in a room not mine and looked, no more like gawked at the mirror and saw a face that was not mine but I can move it willingly. I remember that the prompt to puke at that time was huge.
I dug deep into the memories, tried to search for answers. I was baffled when I saw my memories as Sakura Haruno still there and vivid. Then I was even more surprised when I saw hers. Hermione's memories, her childhood, her favourite food, the books she loves to read again and again, her parents, her seventh birthday which she loved, strolls on the beach with her father, her obsession with cats, her shyness and the growing oddity in her.
Her language is different from my native tongue but from her memories I know how to speak, read and understand it. It's both amazing and terrifying, the fact that I knew how to do the things she would usually do. Like I sometimes impulsively hum a tune when I'm alone.
It was too awkward for me. Since I was confused, I didn't know which is which. One time I thought that maybe Sakura Haruno was just a figment of my imagination and that I'm really just Hermione Granger. Then at times I feel like if I and she are just separate personas, then I must be stealing her time controlling her body from her. Then there was this huge theory of mine that involved reincarnation.
There was not much source of information, imagine a nine-year old kid buying books about reincarnation and stuff. People besides my parents have thought of me peculiar enough, I don't want to give them leverage for more gossip.
Besides I think where I am now is in some distant future seeing that shinobi are no longer well known or that I'm in a completely different universe.
Then a letter came and a woman visted and said that I was a witch.
I'm quite sure it's the second option now.
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Okay not exactly a rewrite but hey it's the same concept.
I will update everyday if you review. Since it's short I have no doubt that I can really do it.