Hello. This is my second fanfic ever. I like to write but I don't have much time on my hands so the updates won't be as often as I would like them to be. I would be interested in a beta if anyone would like to offer as I am not very good at the editing part.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Only the plot. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1: Big News

"I'm what!" Hermione Granger yelled at Kingsley Shacklebolt, the newly appointed Minister of Magic.

"You are adopted Ms. Granger. Well separated at birth would be he correct wording. You and your twin sister were born near the end of the first Wizarding War, and your parents were in hiding from the Dark Lord."

"Hold on. I have a twin sister?"

"Yes now let me continue. Your biological parents were, as I already stated, were in hiding from the Dark Lord. Your father had rushed your mother to the nearest muggle hospital. You were born three minutes after your twin. Your parents were so excited to have two beautiful baby girls. The nurse ad taken you and your sister to get you all cleaned up in a different part of the hospital. There was another couple at the same hospital who just had a baby girl. The woman was not very she could have children and was very happy that she had just had one. Little did the couple know, their daughter had died just a few minutes after being taken to get cleaned up. The nurse didn't have the heart to tell them that their baby girl had died. So, making up her mind very quickly, she took you and gave you to the other couple, while your nurse wasn't looking. The other couple was the Grangers. When your parents found out you were gone they were incredibly heartbroken. They didn't understand how someone could just take someone else's child. They never got over the loss of you and searched and searched for you. They ended up having another little girl a couple of years after you and your twin were born, but no one could take the place of you. When you turned eleven and went to Hogwarts Dumbledore had noticed something different about you. He noticed that you weren't the muggle born you claimed to be. In fact, you were a pure blood."

"I'm a pure blood?"

The minister looked her in the eye, "Yes my dear, you are in fact pure blood. Dumbledore had heard about your disappearance and knew that you would be coming to Hogwarts at some point. So when you arrived he contacted your parents and the recognized you. You do look very similar to both of them and your sisters. They were going to tell you but then the Dark Lord came back your first year and they knew they had to wait. And now that the war is over your parents want to know you."

Hermione tried to take in all the new information, she was separated at birth, she had a twin sister, her parents were not actually her parents. "What about my parents, oh excuse me, the Grangers?" she asked Shacklebolt.

"They know now what has happened. They love you very much but they think it is time that your real parents and family get to know you. They will always be there for you. They have packed all your things and given them to an auror. They have decided to stay in Australia as their dental practice is doing very well and they have made some very good friends. They said you can come and visit or call anytime you need to talk."

Hermione took everything in once more. After a few minutes of silence she turned to Shacklebolt and asked, "So what happens now?"

"Well actually, your family is here and they cannot wait to meet you."

Hermione was stunned, "They are here? I don't know anything about them!"

"Okay well I will tell you about them. They are a pure blood family. One of the ancient pure blood families. Your mother stayed in hiding with your sisters while the war was happening and your father was a spy for the order. Now wait Miss Granger. Before you say anything yes, he has the mark, but he had to take the mark so it would seem real to the Dark Lord. But he fought for the Order throughout the war. In fact, he kept an eye on you the whole time making sure nothing happened to you. They do not believe in the pure blood hierarchy that Voldemort did."

"Well, who are they?"

"Your family is the Greengrass's."