Revelations of Family
By: Steve Jester
Notes, Disclaimers and bullshit: All right, yes I know that I have so many fics that I'm doing, but I just had an urge to do this one. I own nothing!
A slow day during the summer holiday. Much was the normal for Hermione Granger. During the school year she attended the wackiest school, or at least what muggles would call wacky. But during the summer, by anyone's standards, it was quite boring. Hermione decided to look through her parents attic while they were at work. "They really need to sort through some of this stuff," Hermione said to herself. She picked up what looked like a fireproof chest that was locked, "Ah well, I can't magically open it," she said putting it aside but then she heard a small clicking noise. She looked to see if the latch opened she saw the lid wide open. "Well, I guess it's open," she giggled. She noticed that there was an envelope that only said "Hermione" on the front. "Hmmm… what's this?" she said as she opened the letter apparently addressed to her.
My Dearest Hermione,
If you are reading this then your father and I are dead.
Hermione looked at it again, "Maybe I shouldn't read this," she said. But she kept reading anyway, her quest for knowledge forced her to.
Of course you are probably saying "What? My parents aren't dead, they gave this to me!"
Hermione re-read that sentence, "What the…?"
I know this may be hard for you to understand, but you were adopted. If you are reading this, one of our friends betrayed us and Voldermort had killed us. Somehow you must have survived. I only hope that your twin brother did as well.
"TWIN BROTHER?!?!"
I can't say who we are, or who your brother is, incase Voldermort or his Death Eaters find this letter. But just remember, your father and I love you very much. Dumbledore will know about this already, so he may tell you who your brother is. But I think, if you inherited anything from me you already have a hunch.
Love - Mum and Dad
Hermione read and re-read the letter again, to make sure she got the message right. "I've got to write to Dumbledore!"
Just then a loud commotion was heard from downstairs and it sounded like someone coming up to the attic. The door opened to reveal a very panicky Arthur Weasley, "Hermione, we need to get you to the Burrow!"
"Why?!" Hermione asked grabbing everything in the box.
"I'll explain later!" Mr. Weasley said, "Just trust me!"
Hermione, papers in hand ran down and stuffed them into her trunk and brought it down to the living room, Mr. Weasley was there floo powder in hand. "Let's go! There's not much time!"
Hermione took a handful of floo powder and threw it into her fireplace screaming "The Burrow!" then she ran through the fire.
Meanwhile, at 4 Privet Drive, Harry was opening a letter of his own. It was from Sirius, left in his will incase he didn't have the chance to tell Harry himself before he died. Harry kept looking over the same sentence, unable to breathe.
Harry, I'm sorry I didn't tell you this when I was alive, but you have a twin sister, her name is…