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Hermione Granger sat in her room contemplating her life so far. She had done great things in the wizarding world and had gained a lot of fame from them and she was only going into her 7th year at Hogwarts. All of it had mostly arisen from being one of Harry Potter's best friends. Harry, Ron, and her exploited were constantly seen in articles in the Daily Prophet and The Quibbler. She thought back to all the nasty rumors Rita Seeker had published about her in her 4th Year.

Hermione had been so sure about everything and felt like she knew what she had to do and how to do it, it was all planned, but now she was confused about her life, her parents had just called her downstairs earlier in the morning saying they needed to tell her something important…

-- Flashback --

"Hermione honey, I'm really sorry, but we haven't been totally honest to you." Said Jane Granger, while nervously brushing her hair out of her face. Hermione had always been jealous of her moms beautiful straight auburn hair. It was so much nicer then her own mousy brown frizzy mass of curls.

"What do you mean mom?"

"Well, when your father and I decided to have children we tried for months and months with no success…"

"Ew Mom, if this is another Sex talk, spare me! I've read the books I know what's involved and how to practice safe sex!"

Her mom laughed, but it seemed strained, "No no, its not another sex talk… well anyways, after months of no success we visited the doctor and he said I wasn't able to have children."

"But… that doesn't make any sense! Was he wrong?" Hermione was getting nervous herself now, what was this about? She thought to herself.

"No honey he wasn't wrong, and after getting over all of our anger your father and I decided to look into other options…"

"Honey, Your almost 18 now, and we've decided that its time for you to know the truth," It was her Dad speaking for the first time since she came down, he was continues for her mom who had broken out into sobs, "Honey you were adopted…"

"WHAT!!!" Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing, at some point in the confusion she had stood up, and began to pace around the room.

"Hermione were so sorry for not telling you sooner, your father wanted to, but I just wasn't ready, I needed you to love me awhile longer. You're a strong young women now and we couldn't keep it from you any longer." Her Mom looked up to her crying.

"I don't want to say, this is a lot for me to digest." Hermione was thinking like crazy, it made sense, she had never really looked like her parents, and they didn't have a whole lot in common, even aside from her life in the wizarding world…

" I know honey, But there is one more thing." Her Mom picked up an overstuffed envelope from the coffee table and handed it to her….

-- End of Flashback --

Hermione was now flopped on her bed reviewing her life to date and trying to figure out how this changed things. She hadn't yet had the courage to open the envelope; her parents had said it was left with her at the adoption agency.

She lifted the envelope up to examine it closer. It had begun to yellow with age and the seal had begun to peel up at the back. To Our Daughter was scrawled in loopy script with Violet ink… Violet ink, she thought, that's peculiar…she only knew wizards that used coloured ink for important letters and documents.

I'm just going to do it! She thought, turning the letter over in her hands, she never thought it would be so hard just to open a letter. Finally she gathered all her tell-tale Gryffindor courage and opened it.

She pulled out the letter and carefully began to read it.

Dear Our Daughter,

If you are reading this it means your adoptive parent have decided to tell you the truth about your heritage. We are so sorry that we had to abandon you as a baby, but you have to understand that we had no choice; it was a very difficult and dangerous time for our people.

We are sure you have found out that you are not like regular people, but you are infact a witch. We've known since you were first born that you would be incredibly powerful, it practically radiated off you. It was for that reason we decided to hide you amongst muggles. You are in fact descended from a long line of very prestigious purebloods. He who must not be named had been pressuring many of the pureblood families to join his ranks. Frightening them with threats against their families, he did the same to us. We are sorry to say that we were forced to go along with it, but remember, we do not like the situation and if there had been some other way we would have done it. We are not evil!

When we saw your power we knew we had to hide you, or the dark lord would take you away form us anyways and raise you to be on his right hand and his successor. We refused to let that happen, we would not allow you to become evil like him.

So we decided to put a glamour charm on you that will wear off on your 18th, hopefully by then you will have good values instilled in you and you won't want to turn to the dark side. When that happens we will start looking for you, we know you will have gotten into one of the magical schools. Also, the name we gave you is Morgan Sophia, we have asked that your adoptive parents keep that name for you, if they didn't we understand if you don't want to change to it. There is one last thing we need to tell you, you are a twin. You have a brother that was born one and a half minutes before you.

We hope you understand our reasoning behind giving you up, and hope that you will not hold any ill feelings against us, although we will understand if you do. Just remember that we love you and will never forget you!

Love until we are reunited,

Sophia and Alexander….

Hermione dropped the letter when she read the last name…it was unbelievable…