Okay, so this story just kind of came to me the other night. I'm not really sure why. Depending on the response to it, Beneamato will still be my main focus. I hope you guys like this one. By the way, it starts during the summer between 6th and 7th years then skips to the summer after 7th year. There will likely be flashbacks of 7th year though.
The ride home was unusually silent for Hermione and her parents. Hermione felt sure they had something important to tell her, she just had no idea what it could be.
Once they got home, Hermione's dad turned to her and said, "After you put your trunk away, would you meet us in the living room, sweetheart?"
"Sure," And she did. She took her trunk up to her room then hurried to the living room where both of her parents were waiting for her.
"Hermione, you know we love you, right?" Her mum began. She nodded. "Sweetie, what we have to tell you is hard for us so I'm just going to say it. You see, when I was a little girl I was badly injured and I'm unable to have children. Then, after your father and I were married, a young couple approached us about adopting one of their twins. They told us that you were in great danger if we didn't take you and so we did. They explained to us that you would be a witch and told us everything that went along with that."
"You were only a couple of months old at the time. We never found out what happened to your brother or you parents. We don't even know what you were in danger from," Her dad finished.
Hermione was silent for a few minutes, trying to absorb this information. "What were their names? My biological parents and brother?"
"Lily and James Potter and your brother is Harry Potter," Her mum answered.
"WHAT?!" She fainted.
Two days and many questions later, Hermione accepted what her parents told her. She then wrote to Harry and insisted he catch the Knight Bus to her house immediately.
Upon hearing the news that he and one of his best friends were twins, Harry fainted too.
When he came to, he had an interesting question that Hermione hadn't thought of. "Why do we look so different then?"
"You don't look that much different. Just your eye and hair color. Your mother said it was a glamour charm that will wear off on your 17th birthday," Hermione's dad answered.
Hermione insisted that Harry came to live with her after that. The two of them slept in Hermione's bed most nights. Sometimes just to be close to each other now that they knew they were twins and sometimes because they'd been up late talking and had just fallen asleep.
On their 17th birthday, they recieved a letter from Gringotts telling them that their parents had left a few things at the bank for them to recieve on their birthday.
The glamour on Hermione had worn off over night. She now had slightly wavy, black hair and emerald green, almond-shaped eyes. Both her's and Harry's hair now had streaks of incredibly dark red that only really showed up in the right light.
At the bank, they were given a few family heirlooms, a book, and a letter. Harry put on the family ring and Hermione put on a necklace that bore the family crest on it. They also found out that they inherated two more vaults. One vault, they decided, would be dedicated to rebuilding the house at Godric's Hollow to excatly how it had been when their parents lived there. They had been to the destroyed house and both had felt a sort of peace and homecoming settle over them. That's when they decided to rebuild it.
The letter, which they read once they got back to Hermione's house, was from their mum.
My children,
I am terribly sorry that I have to write this letter instead of telling you these things face to face. It means James and I are no longer alive.
There are a few things I must tell you both on this day. First, Remus and Sirius have no memory of you, Hermione. I modified their memories. The charm has worn off by now, just as your glamour has. Also, some of your powers were blocked, Hermione. I am a Seer and you seem to have gotten that trait while Harry has not. Seek help from where you can to control this gift.
You are both Parselmouthes, again from my family. Lastly, the book is my journal. Hopefully it will answer your questions.
Always remember that your father and I love you both dearly.
Love,
Your mum, Lily Potter
Hermione dove for the leather bound book and they began reading.
I know this is really short, but it is just the prologue. I will be making the following chapters longer, I swear. -Aurora Requiem