Hey guys, I came up with this wonderful Idea of a story and since I'm too depressed to continue my other stories at the moments and my parent's forbid me of talking about what's going on right now I decided to put this story into action. Yeah this is kind of short but it's only a prologue.

So this is going to be kind of an AU starting in the summser of cast's sixth year at Hogwarts. I changed Hermione's B-day so that it could coincide with my story so don't believe it's her real birthday (when is her real birthday? cuz I don't remember -_-) This will be about how Hermione cope's with finding that what she believe to be her real life was actually a false life. So I hope you like this first chapter and please review (I really want to know what you guys think.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, much to my displeasure.

It was July 31st; my sixteenth birthday. My parents had bought me a very pretty cake – mom can't cook to save her life sadly – and my presents were stacked high on the kitchen counter. My parents had decided that I should invite some of my friends from school this year – which I argued about since we're all Witches and Wizards… Mom undoubtedly won that argument so I sent letters via owl to what friends from school I had and only one of them couldn't show – but that's not a surprise seeing is his Aunt and Uncle are horrible.

When they arrived we all piled into the living room to hang out until the Chinese Guy delivered my birthday meal – I love Chinese food so much but we hardly ever have it because good things must be savored. My friends Ginny, Ron, Luna, and Neville have never had Chinese food but they seem to like it almost as much as I do. I make sure to save some for Harry because it's also his birthday as well and I want to send him a special birthday dinner plus cake. We find it funny how we share the same birthday and sometimes we pretend we're twins though we know we aren't. The twins think it's funny, too and joke about it with us.

After the cake we open presents; this year I got quite a few more than usual but since it's my sweet sixteen I don't argue like usual. Mom and Dad had something extra that they wished to talk to me about once all my friends leave. We spend the next couple hours catching up from the summer and then it's time for them to go.

As I hug them all good bye and tell them I'll see them when school starts my parents say it's time. But time for what? They take me up into the attic and show me a chest that I've seen hidden in the far corner hundreds of times before when I've come up for holiday decorations but never found out what was in it. Right now it's in the center of the attic, open…

I look at my parents and they gesture for me to look inside of it and I do. What's inside shocks me more than anything. More than the sorcerer's stone, more than the chamber of secrets, more than the Dementors and Harry's godfather escaping from Azkaban, more than everything else we've gotten into over the years. I have no clue what to say to what I find. Inside are pictures and letter's and journals from some unknown woman – I can tell because of the handwriting – but what's more, I recognize the people in some of the photos.

In the photo right on top is a moving picture of Lily and James Potter with Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and the rest of the Order of the Phoenix. But the most surprising part of it was that Lily was still pregnant and from the looks of it, with more than one baby. I grab the pictures out of the chest and start shuffling through them. The next is a moving picture of Lily just having given birth to a pair of twins – one boy and one girl. The boy is obviously Harry – he looks so much like his father – but the girl looks like Lily. She had Lily's hair though it was so curly it could be considered bushy like mine had been those first three years at Hogwarts. The baby's eye's I knew would be brown just like James' was because Harry looked like James except for his eyes so it was only reasonable.

The next picture confirmed this theory because there was a picture of Lily sitting on the couch with a 13 month old girl while James was chasing Harry around the living room. I'd seen that baby girl before, in pictures. Of course I'd seen pictures of here, If I when down the stairs I could see plenty of them up on the walls. I knew then that our joke wasn't just a joke…It was reality.

Again, sorry that it was so short and please review,

Sero

P.S. I will be continueing with my other stories when I am able to (I already have the next chapter of Hua Feng written - just need 1 more review so I can post it- and my Romance with a Dungeon Bat chapter is halfway finished) Though it might take a while and I will be concentrating on this story mostly for a while until I feel able to completely return to my other stories then I'll be having minimum reviews for all of them.