Disclaimer: I don't own HP, but if I did I'd have thousands of pairs of shoes.
Summary: What if Ginny wasn't a Weasley? What if Hermione was? This is exactly what happens in this fanfic.
Setting: This story starts during summer holiday between Ginny's 5th and 6th year and Hermione's 6th and 7th year.
I'm Related to You?
"Hi mom!" Ginny cried as she, Ron, Harry, and Hermione got off of the Hogwarts Express.
"Hello dears!" Mrs. Weasley hugged them each in turn.
"You're all getting so big!" she exclaimed. Ron was at least 6', Harry was 6'2", Hermione was 5'5", and Ginny was 5'6". Hermione was 2 inches taller then Mrs. Weasley.
"Oh, mom, we're not much bigger then we were last time you saw us." Ron said playfully.
"I know I haven't grown at all since last time." Hermione said this unhappily, always wishing she was taller.
"You're still taller then me my dear, and that's all that matters. Now then, let's get going." Mrs. Weasley said cheerily.
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"Well I'm off. Are you all sure you can handle everything without me? I wont go if you aren't sure." Mrs. Weasley was going on a cruise with Mr. Weasley. They had decided to celebrate about his promotion.
"We'll be fine mum, you know that. Now go and have a good time." Ron said this with a wide smile on his face, knowing she would never be fine with leaving them there, even though three of them were almost 17.
"Well, in case you aren't Fred and George are going to stop by a lot, and if you need anything or something happens please contact us. Oh, and take care of your sister Ron." She said this hurriedly, levitating her bags in front of her.
"Mum! I'm only a year younger then him! You still treat me like a little child!" Ginny whined this as though she was a little child again.
"Well if you didn't act like that then I wouldn't have to. Goodbye Harry. Goodbye darling. Take care of Ginny, Ron. I'll miss you Gin!" she said this with tears in her eyes. It was always them that left her, not the other way around.
"Bye kids. We'll make sure to write." Mr. Weasley said this in his somewhat gruff voice before opening the door for his wife.
"Bye!" The four teens called to the Weasley parents.
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The four teens sat leisurely on a couch eating some muggle nachos. it had been three days since the two parents had left. Ginny was chosen to be the cook, but had accidently blown up the kitchen, so they decided to order out.All of a sudden the flames in the fireplace turned green and out came Fred and George.
"Hey guys. What's up?" Fred greeted them.
"Did you blow anything up yet?" George asked with a smirk on his face.
Thefour teens looked at each other with shocked faces on.
"Man, I was just kidding! I didn't realize you actually had! Who did it?" Fred and george were on the floor laughing harder then they had in hours.
"Ummm...it was me." Ginny said meekly, which made the twins laugh harder and the other three teens started giggling as well.
Hermione saw that they were going to have a lot of fun this summer.
"Did you dye your hair Ginny? Did you dye yours too 'Mione?" Ron asked them.
"Ummm...no. Why would you think that?" they asked.
"Because Ginny has black streaks and 'Mione has red ones." Harry stared in amazement as more hair particles changed color right in front of them.
"Whoa! Almost all of your hair is a different color!" Ginny exclaimed over Hermione's hair.
"Same with you! How could this be happening? There is no logical way for this to happen. Well, I mean i'm sure there is, but I don't know it!" Hermione was frantic, looking at her hair in shock.
"Ummm...you guys, now you're starting to look different as well...Ginny looks like Harry, and 'Mione looks like...Oh Merlin! You look like me!" Ron was totaly surprised as their faces changed rapidly in front of him adn Harry. Then he fainted.
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed. She went over to him quickly.
"Whaa?" Ron said confused then he remembered what was going on.
"I'm o.k Ginny, promise." Ron said groggily.
"I'm Hermione, Ron. You must have hit your head pretty hard. We look nothing ali-" she had looked back at Ginny then and stopped short. Ginny looked exactly like Harry, jus more feminine, and with dark brown hair instead of pitch black.
"Why do you look like my mum Ginny? And why does Hermione look like how you used to look? I'm confused." he put his head in his hands, exasperated.
"I think I can answer that question." said a voice from the fireplace.
A/N: wuddya think?i dont think its as good as my 1st story, but mab it has sum potential. tell me wutcha think!