This chapter I got a little help from NerdBirdy241. But after that the ideas will be all my ideas.
I always thought I was who I was post to be. But after one event. I was not the same person I thought I was. I feel like my world is falling apart. No one is going to look at me the same. I'm going to be treated differently if any one finds out.
What really just happened is we just got done fighting in the Ministry and I was treated different with Death Eaters. Some tried to kill me and then there were some that didn't but let me go. That was weird. Death Eaters letting someone go. Then I started to go though some changes and remembering things.
Its now is summer and I'm sitting in my room. Trying to ingore my brothers. But that's hard to do. I was brushing my long black curly waveyish hair. I always know I was different from my family. People got use to seeing me with black and not red hair like my family.
"Hey Ginny. What's up?" Hermione said walking in and closing the door behind her. She looked at me and she know I have cried.
"I can't believe it. They all lied to me." I said trying to hold back the tears again.
"You can't believe what Ginny?" Hermione asked.
"They lied to me this whole time." I said.
"Who and what?" Hermione asked.
"Everyone. Hermione. Everyone has been lying to me." I said now looking at her.
"What about?" She asked.
"They all lied about who I am and my past. Hermione remember when we were at the Ministry the Death Eaters didn't go after me really. I know why now." I told her.
"Why?" She asked.
"First promise me you won't tell any one. Our little secret." I told her.
"Swear." She said.
" I am...Bellatrixa's and You-Know-Who's daughter." I told her. I looked into her eyes and I could see a shocked face.
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"Yeah. I'm sure. It makes sence. Why I don't look like the my family. I look like Bellatrixa. I'm almost a spite image of her. Why the Death Eaters didn't attack me. Why I got the journal in my first year. I also been having these memeries." I told her.
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