Chapter 1~Finding Out
During Hermione Granger's 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the school was forced to close. The Dark Lord had been gathering followers for close to two years after he had been resurrected, and was planning on attacking Hogwarts to kill Harry Potter.
Rationally panicking, Albus Dumbledore closed the school and sent all students home. Since Sirius' name had been cleared the year before, Harry went to stay with his godfather. But even Sirius couldn't stop Harry's destiny. Which was to die, alone, at the hands of his mortal enemies. Or, more correctly, at their wands. Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, died, on his 16th birthday.
Professor Dumbledore came to see Hermione and Ron, and told them what had happened.
After Ron had returned to the Burrow, by way of Floo powder, Dumbledore asked for a word with Hermione.
"Of course, Professor," she responded, though her heart wasn't in it.
"Hermione, I have something of great importance to tell you. Something, which may, in fact, cheer you a bit." Dumbledore paused, to judge her reaction. "Hermione, have you ever wondered why you're the only witch in you whole family?" Here Hermione shook her head no. "Hermione, you aren't a muggle born witch. Your biological mother, a witch, gave you to the Grangers asking them to promise to look after you, since they couldn't have a child of their own. They surmised that your mother was running from something, or someone, as the case may be, but they accepted you into their hearts and into their family. Have you ever, in your research at school, come across a pure blood family whose surname was the Marinettas?"
"Yes, Professor, but what-"
"Ahh," Dumbledore held up a hand, "Hermione, you are the last remaining Marinetta alive. They were one of the old wizarding families that despised and detested the Dark Arts; and often fought with the families supporting them. Not unlike the way yourself and Mr. Malfoy fight, I might add. Now, I know this is a lot to handle at one time, but you must accept it. It is your destiny, Hermione; and don't tell anyone that I told you this, but it is your destiny to be one of the two that end the rift in the wizarding community."
During Hermione Granger's 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the school was forced to close. The Dark Lord had been gathering followers for close to two years after he had been resurrected, and was planning on attacking Hogwarts to kill Harry Potter.
Rationally panicking, Albus Dumbledore closed the school and sent all students home. Since Sirius' name had been cleared the year before, Harry went to stay with his godfather. But even Sirius couldn't stop Harry's destiny. Which was to die, alone, at the hands of his mortal enemies. Or, more correctly, at their wands. Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, died, on his 16th birthday.
Professor Dumbledore came to see Hermione and Ron, and told them what had happened.
After Ron had returned to the Burrow, by way of Floo powder, Dumbledore asked for a word with Hermione.
"Of course, Professor," she responded, though her heart wasn't in it.
"Hermione, I have something of great importance to tell you. Something, which may, in fact, cheer you a bit." Dumbledore paused, to judge her reaction. "Hermione, have you ever wondered why you're the only witch in you whole family?" Here Hermione shook her head no. "Hermione, you aren't a muggle born witch. Your biological mother, a witch, gave you to the Grangers asking them to promise to look after you, since they couldn't have a child of their own. They surmised that your mother was running from something, or someone, as the case may be, but they accepted you into their hearts and into their family. Have you ever, in your research at school, come across a pure blood family whose surname was the Marinettas?"
"Yes, Professor, but what-"
"Ahh," Dumbledore held up a hand, "Hermione, you are the last remaining Marinetta alive. They were one of the old wizarding families that despised and detested the Dark Arts; and often fought with the families supporting them. Not unlike the way yourself and Mr. Malfoy fight, I might add. Now, I know this is a lot to handle at one time, but you must accept it. It is your destiny, Hermione; and don't tell anyone that I told you this, but it is your destiny to be one of the two that end the rift in the wizarding community."