Summary:

Hermione gets some very very unexpected news that change her life forever.Follow her as she goes back to Hogwarts and watch how two houses that were rivals for years are finally brought together by a prince and a princess, a lot of twist and turns that may make you sick. Enjoy and Please don't forget to review.

Hermione's father died a few months ago, sure she hadn't really gotten to know him because her parents divorced when she was about 3 years old and she didn't really remember him because they didn't keep in touch a lot, he only sent her presents on different occasions, but she was still sad, he had been her father.

She lived her life like any other ordinary girl. Well besides the fact that she was a witch.

She really liked reading, playing tennis, swimming and other stuff.

Though she didn't really care about her looks, she was still the bushy haired girl and to add to that now she also wore glasses and brackets. Since then she got even more teased at school because of it, but like I said she didn't really care.

It was summer; she had finished her sixth year at Hogwarts. In her spare time, which was a lot during the summer she worked at a bookshop near her house or went roller skating with Ginny. They were now best friend and Ginny was fascinated by muggle life much like her father.

It was seven and she had already returned from the bookshop. She entered the house, it wasn't very big, but she really liked it, it was all white and had a beautiful garden.

"Honey you can go change your clothes and wash your hands, dinner will be ready in half hour." Her mom said.

"Ok mum" She answered as she climbed the stairs to her room.

Her room wasn't very big, but it was cozy and pleasant the walls were of a light green and there was a yellow carpet on the floor, the main theme was nature. There were a lot of books on the shelves and many pictures on the walls.

Crookshanks had his own small adobe in one corner of the room; it was all white and fluffy. Hermione loved her room a lot; it was where she spent most of her time. She would usually read cuddled in her big soft bed, or she would spend her time in the internet finding out about new things at her computer.

She entered her room and opened her medium sized wardrobe, her clothes were pretty much ordinary, nothing too daring, nothing too revealing, she put on a pair of sweat pants an a sweat shirt on when she heard her mom call. She went back downstairs.

"Did you call, mom?"

"Yes dear, I wanted to tell you that your grand mother just called she said she arrived here yesterday and she wants to invite you to have some tea with her tomorrow.

"Wait, you mean the one from Monaco" Hermione asked a bit surprised, she hadn't communicated much with her grandmother from her father's side, all she got from her were very expensive birthday present and nothing more.

"Yes dear, that's the one"

"And she came here just to have some tea?"

"Well, actually she wants to discuss something with you so you better go tomorrow, here's the address." Her mom said as she handed a piece of paper to her.

"Now go wash your hands and come here dinner's ready."

"Ok mum."

They ate in silence, and she went to sleep thinking about, what would her grandmother want to tell her.

She woke up early in the morning and ate some cereals with milk, she couldn't stop thinking about what could her grandmother possibly want to tell her, what was so important that she had to come all the way here, she was lost in thoughts and she didn't hear Crookshanks come into the kitchen and when he mewed she nearly fell of her chair, that same moment her mother came in.

"Oh my you should be careful and you should also get going."

"Ok I'll go take my bag, and then leave"

"You have the address, right?"

"Yeah, don't worry"

Bidding her mom goodbye she took her bike and went to her grandmother.

When she got there she thought she got the wrong address 'cause there was a big house, and I mean very big like 5 floors and it was all white with flowers all over. She went in and to her surprise there was a receptionist there.

"I'm sorry does Katherine Gerraldi live here?"

"I beg your pardon, who might you be? The receptionist said in a somewhat prevailing manner. "

"I'm her granddaughter."

"Oh! Yes of course, I'm sorry, she's here; wait just a minute I'm going to call her. Hermione noticed the sudden change in his behavior but didn't pay much attention to it.

The receptionist went up the stairs and after a few minutes he returned with a very fine and elegant lady. Hermione figured this was her grandmother.

"Why hello Hermione dear, how are you.

"I'm fine thanks."

"Do you know why you are here?"

"Well my mom said you wanted to discuss something."

"Yes I do, if we could just go to the terrace and sit down I will tell you everything."

"Umm… ok"

They went and sat down on the beautiful terrace and her grandmother started talking:

"Hermione do you know the name Antonio Franco Wilhelm Gerraldi the third?"

"I don't think so, why?"

"He was the heir of the throne of Monaco…"

"So?"

"… and your father."

Hermione just sat there looking like a deer in the lights when she finally came out of her daze she asked:

"You mean I am a, a…

"Princess, yes"

"And then you are the…"

"Queen" Her Grandmother finished the sentence.

Hermione couldn't believe her ears.

"And this is not all" Her grandmother said looking straight at her.

"What more could there be?!" Hermione asked completely shocked.

"Hermione I am a witch and your father was a wizard and your mother is a witch too and so are all the other members of his family…"

This time Hermione nearly fell of her chair.

"That means I'm pureblooded!?"

"Yes Hermione, you are."

"Why didn't anyone tell me this, do you think I like it when people tease me because I'm not pureblood?!"

"I'm sorry dear but we had a deal with your mother not to tell you about this until you were of age but under the circumstances we had to tell you earlier."

"What circumstances!?"

"Well with your father being dead you are now the official heir for the throne."

"What, I'm not responsible enough to run a country who do you think I am!"

With these words she ran off, thousands of thoughts running through her mind.