Hey everyone! I usually do Twilight stories, but I am dipping my toes in the Harry potter pool. Let's hope that its good!

Discliamer: I own NOTHING! If I did, I would be rich and not JK Rowling (And I wouldn't have to wait to get into the new site because we all know I would suck at the clues)

Summary: Hermione Granger was a muggle-born until her 16th birthday. She finds out that not only is she adopted, but she is a certain professor's daughter. What will her friends think? And who does she meet during her journey?

Hermione Granger is a witch. She found out she was a witch was on her 11th birthday. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry owled her and boy was she shocked. Her parents were no so shocked because they had knowledge of her real parentage. Hermione made friends with Harry and Ron in her first year. She found out she was adopted in her 4th year. It was winter break and she started to look at her baby pictures and home videos and saw one hidden in the back of the hall closet. It was labeled "Hermione coming home for first time", so she put it in the VCR and started it.

Jean Granger held 2 year olds hand. The 2 year old was sucking her thumb and looking around scared.

"Oh Hermione! You are so cute. Don't worry baby, we are almost home. We have 3 rooms you can choose from. What's your favorite color?"

"Gween" a quiet rely came from the young Hermione.

"Oh sweetie, green is a boy color! How about…pink? That would be cute for your room!" Jane gushed while Hermione just scrunched u her little nose.

The screen went black.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*2 Years Later*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Snape point of view

I slowly crept up to her sleeping form. She looked so peaceful. I couldn't take off this glamour…but it was this way, or it come off painfully when she wakes u. I can't have her in pain for her 16th birthday. He waved his wand over her sleeping form while whispering a spell.

Hermione's point of view

I yawned as I woke up. Slowly I got out of bed while rubbing my eyes. Today I would be turning 16! My sweet sixteen! My parents said they would throw me a party and I could invite whomever I wanted. Ron, Fred, George, Harry, Neville, Luna, and a few more I can't think of at the moment. Of course it would be huge. Slipping on my slippers, I walked into my bathroom. I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste.

Gosh today is going to be so fun! I thought putting toothpaste on my toothbrush.

I looked in the mirror and screamed. I was shocked with what I saw.

Is this even me?

The person in the mirror had black hair that went to her shoulders in ringlets with brown eyes with a fleck of gold in them. Her skin was pasty white, yet not so white. What the bloody hell is going on?

"Sweetie…what's wrong?" Jean Granger asked worryingly as she ran into her daughter's bathroom. "Oh dear..."

"Mommy…w-what's going on?" Hermione stuttered.

"I knew this would happen, but I did not know that it would be this soon…." murmured Jean.

"Knew what…? Mom..."

"Dear...as you know we are not your real mom and dad..."

"Yes Ma'am…"
"I will owl your real father and let him know of this change so you can meet him officially before I tell you who he is" and with that, she left to go owl a certain professor.

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After getting dressed, Hermione went downstairs to go make her some breakfast. Walking in the kitchen she saw her dad, or Mike, made her a breakfast consisting of 2 scrambled eggs, and some bacon. Sitting down she started to eat. Half way through, she heard the doorbell ring.

"Hermione dear, can you get that?"

Hermione rose from her seat and headed towards the door, but not without checking her appearance one last time. She was puzzled on why she had the urge to look presentable all of a sudden. I mean all she was doing was answering the door. Opening the door she saw her feared potions master.

"Professor Snape…uhh...Not to be rude sir, but my I ask why you are here..at a students house…in the summer.." Hermione stammered and also kind of curious yet feeling awkward on why he was staring at her up and down.

"Ms. Granger, I am here of great importance" said Snape in his silky voice.

Her eyes widen at his words.

"Is there another attack You Know Who is planning? Harry and Ron..do they know? Are they safe? What about the rest of the We-"

"Ms. Granger…if you lease quit your rambling! I do not have the patience for it especially right now. Now to answer your questions. no attacks of my knowledge. Potter and Weasly would know as soon as I would tell Dumbledore, and I do not and don't care of the Weaslys at this time" he snapped just as Jean walked u behind Hermione.

"Professor Snape, please do come in" Jean gestured inside, moving her daughter away from the door.

Snape point of view

I was nervous. Me…Severus Tobias Snape. Nervous. Never thought I would ever be nervous, but when you undo a glamour off your daughter and then go to her house the following morning to meet her, even though you have know her as someone else for about 6 years. Ya..you would be nervous also. Hermione Jean Granger. When she was adopted, I had the orphanage call to tell me. I wanted to know who got my baby girl. Of course the Grangers and I had met multiple times after they adopted her. The fourth time, I told them what I was. Their first question was, "Is Hermione the same?" How I hated that name. Her real name is Alison Leigh Snape. Her name sounded beautiful to me. The name Hermione sounded like dirt. I wouldn't say that in front of the Grangers. When they told me that she received her letter, I was so happy for her.

The Grangers got her hooked on reading, so when she went with McGonagall to get her school things, she bought so many books, including Hogwarts: A History. She read that book first, and in 2 days. When her name was called, I leaned as far as I could without drawing too much attention to myself. I was hoping for the Sorting Hat to yell Slytherin, but to my dismay it yelled Gryffindor. My own daughter in Gryffindor, but I guess that is to be thought of. Her knack of potions showed first day of class. She said answers she just knew from the top of her head. And even I knew she never read those answers.

I slowly walked u to the door and knocked. That's when I heard her voice. My baby girl. The door opened and I saw her, for the longest time, without her glamour on. Her hair was my color and her mothers curls, and her eyes were her mothers beautiful brown with gold specks. Sadly, she got my skin tone, but with her, it worked. In short, she was beautiful! After a short conversation, I was escorted in by Jean.

Hermione point of view

Oh Merlin. My most hated teacher was in my house and sitting across from me. Wait..how did he recognize me? Does he know who my father is? Unless..he is my father, but that is highly unlikely. Right? I mean, who would want to be with him? And why am I even thinking this? Ok Hermione breath..He just wants to chat…with my mom…and dad…on my 16th birthday. This cant be good.

"Mom…can I floo Harry and Ron?" I asked hopeful I can get a friend with me at this scary moment.

"No dear, Severus has some things he needs to tell you"

"S-S-Severus?" I asked shocked. Since when do they know each other? And why would she be calling him by his first name?

"Hermione," Severus started.

"professor," I started at the same time.

"I know you may not care to know this information, and indeed you will be shocked, but I am indeed your biological father," he continued as if I never even started talking.

"Woah…Woah! Wait…You mean to tell me that…the most feared teacher at Hogwarts is my father?" I asked in disbelief. I looked at my mom and dad, well Jean and Mike. They both nodded like I was asking if they would take me out for lunch. I cannot even begin to fathom this.

"I..I need to comprehend this.. in my room…" I got out.

Well? How was it? Was it good? I dunno how long this will be, but I plan to be constant with uploads. Constructive feedback is welcomed! Will be done every other day :)