Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter. I do own this plot.

Chapter 1

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"Shhh…everyone be quiet! I think she's coming!"

There were footsteps…and then there was the creek of a door opening. She walked inside and flipped up the light switch. With the newfound light dozens of people jump and yell as one,

"Surprise!"

"Oh my God! I can't believe you all remembered!" Hermione cried as she saw all her friends and family gathered in the living room.

"Of course we remembered. It is your birthday after all," Fred replied as he kissed her on the cheek.

"Hey, how come he gets to kiss you and I don't?" whined George.

"No one said that you couldn't. I wouldn't mind a kiss from you," Hermione said as she pointed to her other cheek as an indication for George.

"Hermione, sweetheart, you look lovely. Come inside the living room, everyone is waiting for you," Mrs. Weasly said as she gave Hermione a hug.

When Hermione stepped into the living room, she was surprised to see the huge mound of presents awaiting her on the table. She scanned the room smiling happily until she met Harry eyes. Her smile left in an instant.

She quickly averted her eyes and forced the smile to come back onto her face and sat down at the table next to her parents. After everyone has started to hand her gifts to her, Hermione's happiness returned from the joy that everyone had gotten her something she had wanted or needed.

As the pile began to decrease, it was then she found her eyes glued to one gift in particular. It was wrapped in green and silver and had little black snakes spelling out her name. Even though she tried to turn her attention to the others, she found that she couldn't get her mind off t hat one specific present.

She looked around wondering who could have possible gotten her that one but everyone had the same look on their faces. Hermione silently picked up the gift and felt all of the people in the room disappear into the back round.

She slowly pulled off the wrapping and found a beautiful gold and black leather journal with her name engraved also in gold. Hermione noticed that there was some kind of snake shaped lock moving about the opening but as she looked around, she could find no key.

However, it was then that something almost seemed to be pulling her to touch the face of the journal where the snake lied. She watched, transfixed, as the snake stuck out it's tongue to taste the air a few times until it reared up and struck Hermione on the tip of her index finger.

A drop of blood slowly welled up and slipped onto the cover and it glowed red for a few moments before it turned back to its original color. It was only when it did this Hermione tried to open the book and found she could do so with ease.

"Who got me this?" Hermione asked as she looked up at everyone gathered around her.

"None of us did. It came in the mail," Mr. Granger replied.

"The mail…? But it's a magical object. It couldn't have come by the mail," Ron said confusedly.

"I don't know how it happened, but I do wish whoever sent this to me would have written their name because then I could thank them. I love this gift," Hermione said with a smile.

"Well who wants cake?" Mrs. Weasely asked as she broke the silence.

Hermione set down the journal to get up when Ginny stopped her.

"Hermione who do you think got you this?" She asked as she tried to open the book but found that she couldn't.

"I really don't know," Hermione said as she took the journal back from Ginny and opened it easily. "I guess it needed my blood for some kind of DNA response system…" she said quietly.

Ginny shrugged and walked into the kitchen and was shortly followed by Hermione.

(One month later)

"Oh sweetheart, you be good and have fun at school now," Hermione's parents said as they watched her board the train.

"Bye mom, bye dad!" Hermione yelled as she waved goodbye.

As she stuck her head back in the train, Hermione went and found herself an empty compartment and proceeded to load all her things into it. As she finally sat down, she pulled out her journal and thus began to write.

About fifteen minutes later, she felt an odd feeling come across her. As she heard the compartment door open she looked up to see Draco Malfoy with an n expression of anguish etched across his features. Neither said anything and then everything went black.

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"Hermione dear, wake up," Madam Pomfrey said as she walked around Hermione's bed to do the same to Draco. She didn't have a clue what was going on but she knew that she needed them both wake even though she knew it was probably a bad idea to do so.

Both woke up simultaneously and they looked at each other for a long moment before both tried to edge themselves away.

Hermione and Draco had then same thought running through their minds.

'Why the hell are we sharing the same bed?!'

In the event of trying to pull away, the two noticed that a strange force was holding their arms together.

"What the hell is going on? Let go of me Mudblood!" Malfoy said angrily.

"What are you talking about? It's you who won't let go of me!"

"Children, children, please calm yourselves. I need to do some tests to see what kind of spell was cast on you so could you please try to remain civil?" Madam Pomfrey said anxiously.

A couple of hours later Hermione and Draco were both at their breaking points. After constant bouts of fighting they finally fell silent as they saw Madam Pomfrey's face.

"Oh dear…oh dear…" Madam Pomfrey said. "Did you both know that you have Glamour's on yourselves?"

"A Glamour? That's ridiculous. I couldn't possibly have Glamour on myself. I look exactly like my mother," Hermione said confusedly.

"Well you do. I think it may be the cause of all this so I'm going to lift it."

"For goodness sake do it already! Get me away from Granger." Malfoy sneered.

As Hermione glared at Draco, Madam Pomfrey undid the Glamour.

Before his very eyes Draco watched as Hermione's face tanned to give her an olive complexion and her hair turn jet black and fall straight down her back losing all of its curls. Her eyes grew bright and turned an auburn red shade.

This all happened as Hermione watched Draco's hair turn jet black and his skin gained an olive complexion as well. His eyes also turned the same color.

Madam Pomfrey couldn't believe her eyes; they were twins. That explained how they were bonded.

"Children, I was right, I know why you're bonded."

"What is it?" The two asked in unison.

"Well it seems that you are both twins," Madam Pomfrey said.

"That's ridiculous. Granger an I couldn't possibly be twins: she's a Muggleborn and I'm a pureblood." Draco said.

"Well I don't know how this happened, but you are. See for yourself."

Madam Pomfrey handed them both a mirror. "It explains why you two are bonded together. You must have had your sixteenth birthday."

"It still doesn't prove that we're twins," said Hermione.

"Well I could test your DNA and do a round of questions.

"All right," The two replied in unison.

Madam Pomfrey cast a spell to do the DNA test while they were answering questions.

"When were you born?"

"January 30," the two said.

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen," Hermione said quietly while Draco nodded.

"Were you adopted?"

"Yes," said Hermione.

"No," said Draco.

"Just then a light appeared in front of Madam Pomfrey and it glowed for a few moments before it disappeared.

"Well, I'm sorry to say this, but Mr. Malfoy you must be adopted as well because you and Ms. Granger are both twins.

Hermione was shocked to hear this but Draco just sat quietly.

"Can you do anything about the bond?" Draco asked.

"No, I can't. It will disappear in a week's time though."

It was then that Draco stood and walked out into the hall forcing Hermione to follow him.

"Hey, slow down! Where are you going?!"

"To the owlery. I need to write to my father," Draco replied.