Sibling Rivalry
"I'M WHAT?" Hermione gasped at what her parents told her.
"Honey, you're adopted." Her mum sighed, "Sorry we didn't tell you earlier, but we didn't know how it would affect you!"
"I can't believe it! I'm not a Mudblood! Or am I. Mom, Dad, Who are my parents?" Her Dad sighed,
"Mione, dearest, you belong to a pureblood family."
"What? I'm a pureblood just like the Ferret? I need to owl Harry and Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, while running up the spiral staircase to her own room.
i Harry and Ron,
Hey! Hermione here! You'd never believe what my parents told me. I'm a pureblood, I was adopted! I got to go ask more about it, so I'll owl you with the updates.
-Hermione /I
She quickly put away her quill, and strapped the message on her new owl, Peter, while opening the window for him. Hermione didn't even bother to close the window, she just ran downstairs.
"Mom! Dad!" Hermione ran into her parent's arms. "I would've never guessed! I'm." Hermione broke down into sobs. "Mom, who are they?"
"We don't know, honey. You see, you have a twin." Hermione gasped.
"A twin? Why didn't you tell me earlier! This is so cool!!!" Hermione giggled, she always wanted a brother or sister.
"Well, honey. We don't know where he is."
"What?" Hermione asked, shocked.
"Well." Her Dad began, "You see, we found you on our doorstep. Apparently, a young couple that already had a song about your age adopted you, and your twin. I guess something happened to the couple, because you were put on our doorstep. We don't know what happened to the other."
"What? Omigosh, I need to go to the Burrow!" Hermione quickly grabbed her duffel bag. She wanted to visit Ginny anyway, and Mrs. Weasely was usually very happy to have visitors at the Burrow. She quickly arrived by use of subways.
"Hermione! Dear! Come in!" Mrs. Weasely greeted her warmly.
"Oh! Hello Mrs. Weasely. How have you been?"
"Wonderful, dear. Here, have some tea." Mrs. Weasely shoved a kettle under her nose.
"No thank you. I need to talk to Harry. Although it was kind of you to offer." Hermione couldn't remember manners now. This was a moment of crisis.
~More to be added later, sorry, I'm pretty busy right now~
"I'M WHAT?" Hermione gasped at what her parents told her.
"Honey, you're adopted." Her mum sighed, "Sorry we didn't tell you earlier, but we didn't know how it would affect you!"
"I can't believe it! I'm not a Mudblood! Or am I. Mom, Dad, Who are my parents?" Her Dad sighed,
"Mione, dearest, you belong to a pureblood family."
"What? I'm a pureblood just like the Ferret? I need to owl Harry and Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, while running up the spiral staircase to her own room.
i Harry and Ron,
Hey! Hermione here! You'd never believe what my parents told me. I'm a pureblood, I was adopted! I got to go ask more about it, so I'll owl you with the updates.
-Hermione /I
She quickly put away her quill, and strapped the message on her new owl, Peter, while opening the window for him. Hermione didn't even bother to close the window, she just ran downstairs.
"Mom! Dad!" Hermione ran into her parent's arms. "I would've never guessed! I'm." Hermione broke down into sobs. "Mom, who are they?"
"We don't know, honey. You see, you have a twin." Hermione gasped.
"A twin? Why didn't you tell me earlier! This is so cool!!!" Hermione giggled, she always wanted a brother or sister.
"Well, honey. We don't know where he is."
"What?" Hermione asked, shocked.
"Well." Her Dad began, "You see, we found you on our doorstep. Apparently, a young couple that already had a song about your age adopted you, and your twin. I guess something happened to the couple, because you were put on our doorstep. We don't know what happened to the other."
"What? Omigosh, I need to go to the Burrow!" Hermione quickly grabbed her duffel bag. She wanted to visit Ginny anyway, and Mrs. Weasely was usually very happy to have visitors at the Burrow. She quickly arrived by use of subways.
"Hermione! Dear! Come in!" Mrs. Weasely greeted her warmly.
"Oh! Hello Mrs. Weasely. How have you been?"
"Wonderful, dear. Here, have some tea." Mrs. Weasely shoved a kettle under her nose.
"No thank you. I need to talk to Harry. Although it was kind of you to offer." Hermione couldn't remember manners now. This was a moment of crisis.
~More to be added later, sorry, I'm pretty busy right now~