Chapter One: "Can you repeat that?"
"…Can you repeat that?"
"You're adopted, Hermione." As a reply, my mouth just hung open. "The man…Albus something…said that some kind of charm would wear off on your 16th birthday." My dad told me.
"…Do you at least know who my parents are?" I asked, surprisingly calm.
"No. I'm sorry. But, give us time, and we'll find out." I nodded. My mother was still crying, so I went over to her and hugged her.
"Mum." I said in a firm voice that made her look up at me. "No matter what, you can still think of me as your daughter, for I still see you two as another pair of parents." My mum hugged me tighter, and my dad came over and hugged us both.
"I'm glad you think that. And no matter what, we'll still always think of you as our daughter." My mother said in a watery voice.
I grinned down at her, and then said, "I'm gonna go send a letter." Up stairs, I grabbed a piece of parchment, and began a letter.
Dear Sirius, Remus, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Bill, and Charlie;
Well! I've just learned the most surprising news! It turns out I'm adopted. And guess what? I'm from a pure-blood family--Haha malfoy, the stupid git, can't wait to see his face!-- Weird, huh? I just dearly hope that it isn't one of those stuck up, only-gives-a-shit-about-themselves families…bloody bastard assholes…anyway. It turns out I've got a glamour charm on me that's supposed to wear off in two days, on my next birthday. Oh! And, please, only let you eleven read this, and don't tell anyone!
Love you all, and hope to see you soon,
Mia
I put a charm on it so that only the people whose names were on there could read it. Anyone else would just see a normal 'hey how ya doin' letter. Walking over to my owl, Godric, I told him, "only give this to one of the Weasley, Harry, Sirius, or Remus." He nipped my finger in understanding. "And peck anyone's eyes out who try to intercept you. They deserve it." If owls could laugh, then the sound Godric made would definitely be it. I stroked his head as I brought him to the window, and then watched him until I could see him no more. Now all there was to do was to wait for a reply. I sat on the window seat, not realizing that I would fall asleep as soon as I rested my head against the window. I woke up. Tap. Tap.
"Bloody hell! Go away!" I yelled at the tapping noise. I turned over, and fell. I got up and turned around towards the window, wincing at the sharp pain in my side and my leg as I did. "Definitely gonna have a bruise." I muttered to myself. I then saw Godric, still tapping away at my window. If there was one thing I hated about that bloody bird, it was its knowledge of everything that ticked me off. I threw the window open, letting him in. He held a bundle of seven letters tied together. I untied them, and he left to his food bowl. I rolled my eyes at this. He had the appetite of a boy…wait…never mind, of a Ron. I turned my attention to the letters.
Dear Mione,
Well, I suppose I'm happy, if you are. But…what are you going to do? Do you have to be resorted? Owl back when you know the answer to those, and: Since when the hell do you swear?! And, also, when you figure out who your family is.
Ron
Dear Mia,
You should've been here when Sirius read the letter to us! It was hilarious! At the end of the letter, mum scolded him for swearing. But he insisted that you wrote it. He showed it to her, and you should've seen her face! It was hilarious! Anyway, as long as you're happy, I am, too. I know you're going to owl me back when you find out who your family is, so, I'm not even going to ask. Remember though, no matter what, we'll all still love you.
Love ya, miss ya, can't wait to see ya,
Ginny
Dear 'Mione,
Well…that certainly is shocking…but, even more shockinger, is the fact that you swore! What the hell! Don't bloody swear! But, seriously, we all love you no matter who you are, so, don't worry about it, like I no you are!
Love,
Harry
Princess,
I called you that, because Fred and George say it annoys you. Why would I want to annoy you, you might ask? Because. You got me in trouble with Molly. All I did was read your damned letter to them, and she yelled at me for swearing! (If you can't tell, right now I'm pouting) Then, aster I showed it to her, she said you were taking after me! I'm 50 proud, and 50 insulted. Well, anyways, siriusly, whatever family you belong to doesn't matter to me. If anything, if your family turns out to be bad people, and you're judged from who they are, you can always talk to me. I don't care who it is, because of two reasons. The first is that I know you---sort of…and you don't deserve that. The second is that Harry thinks of you as family. Therefore, I think of you as family. I'm quite sure you don't want another dad, so, just think of me as an older brother, or as an uncle.
Love,
Snuffles
I had tears in my eyes as I finished reading the letter. He was right. He was the only person who would understand me the most. I then turned to the next letter.
Dear Princess, (I groaned),
Well! Isn't that bloody terrific! Yah! I mean...see? This means that if anyone criticizes her 'coz of her family, we get to beat them up, as older brothers should! Right, George? Right, Fred! Well, that's basically all we've got to say! Yah! So…bye! Fred && George
I laughed quietly at this letter. This was there way to tell me not to worry, and that they supported me completely.
Hermione dear,
I'm sure whatever I've got to say has been written in all the other letters. Just know that we're always here for you, and that we love you. And dear, Charlie and Bill haven't been able to get here yet, and will hopefully be here in around nine days. If you're here then, you could always tell them---or show them since the glamour charm will be off by then---yourself.
Love,
Arthur and Molly
I then read the last one.
Dear Hermione,
I definitely feel happy for you, if you are, and yet, I have to admit, I also feel sympathy. I'm pretty sure you're feeling confused. Just always know you can always come talk to me. I'm pretty sure there's nothing else to say, or else I'd just be repeating everyone else. So, just remember.
Remus
I started replying to them all.
Dear Harry, Ron, and Ginny,
Harry, you're first! Here! You really are stupid, aren't you?! Is shockinger even a word?! And how the hell can you tell me not to swear when you swore in the sentence telling me not to swear? And Ron? I've sworn quite a bit, ever since I was 12. just never in front of anyone, Gin? Don't worry. Although you didn't write it, here's the answer! You're not going to have to listen to them by yourself for much longer. I should be coming soon. Oh! And Ron? No, I don't know what I'm going to do, or if I'm going to be resorted.
Love,
'Mione
Well, Sirius,
I guess I'll get the advantages of a sister? Well! Since you didn't say anything, I'll take that as a yes. So, my first sisterly duty when I see you, is to smack you for making me cry, even if their happy tears. My 2nd duty is to offer to help you with your problems, although I doubt you would want me nosing at your problems. (p.s.-I guess I'll let the 'Princess thing slide…)
Love,
Princess
Fred. George.,
There is no bloody way that I'm going to let you two fight my battles. …at least, not while I'm there. Plus, I know you just want a reason to fight, and just maybe test new pranks. And, I guess I have two more brothers, and them being you two, I guess that since I'm a prefect I'm going to have to let you two and Lee off with a lot of things. Just not testing pranks on first years. 4th and up years…yes, since they know the risks. But, third-first is off-limits. Agreed? Good.
Love ya and miss ya,
Princess
Dear Molly and Arthur,
Dear lord. I've always thought of you two as another pair of parents. Good god, that makes 3…well, anyways, I've always known I could go to you two with anything. And even though I've only known you for what? Almost 3…4 years? I still don't think you fully undedrstand how much I love you two. Just, please, know that.
Love,
Hermione
P.S.-I'm sorry about the swearing! J oh! And tell Sirius I'm sorry for getting him in trouble, Mrs. W! Love ya!
Laughing, I replied to Remus' letter.
Remus,
So, if you were going to write what they did, it must mean that you'd be telling me that I could think of you as a brother, that you would give me your support. That you would ask me 'Since when the bloody hell do you swear!' to quote Ron, and are telling me 'Don't bloody swear!' to quote Harry. And that you would 'get to beat people up as your brotherly duty' if people criticize me for my family to quote Fred in his and Georges letter? Wow! I feel so special! I mean…I've got you, Sirius, Fred, George, Ron, Harry, and I know Bill and Charlie as older brothers, Ginny for a sister, Molly and Arthur for another pair of parents! Wow! I just feel so special! But, I'm just jokin' 'round. Seriously, though, thanks.
Love,
'Mione
I folded all my replies separately, put each person the reply was made to on their respective reply, and then put it all together. Then, I cast another charm. I then looked at the clock. 1:40 a.m. I grinned evilly. "Give this to Fred and George." I told Godric, before sending them off with him. I then crawled into bed for a good night's sleep.