A/N
Thanks to all those who reviewed, namely: psalmofsummer, Wonders, Mandrake Queen, Dumbledor, cam-is-hot and Carrie94.
Thanks for all your feedback. I must say that I'm very sorry. This is my 2nd fanfic and my first fanfic was a one-shot. So this is my first time that I switched scenes, on my com it was on a separate page, so silly me thought it would be the same. Thank you, because I don't think I would have noticed otherwise. Anyway, no worries, Hermione will not be a slytherin, it is good for stories, but I think it's not good or very much like Harry Potter. Hermione wouldn't fit in and no matter whether she was a pureblood or not, people would have did some harm to her. I have something else. And about the people who are talking, I tried to add in hints like "spit it out Charlie" to show that it was Charlie that talked, but I'll won't try to do that anymore.
It was the morning of September the first and in exactly two hours the house would be in a frantic rush but Hermione didn't feel like getting out of bed. The past weeks were blissful, being with people that loved you, however, now she had a horrible headache.
"Hermione, get out of AAARRRHHH!!!!!"
Hearing Ginny's shrill scream Hermione clamped her palms over her ears and shut her eyes.
"Ginny!"
"Hermione?"
Suddenly the door burst opened and Harry, Ron, Fred and George came in. Harry exclaimed, "What happ-"
Hearing Harry stop mid-sentence, she opened her eyes only to find that all five of them were staring at her.
"What is it?"
Ron grinned and said, "Umm…at least we know your birth date now."
Hermione scrambled out of bed and ran to the mirror. The reflection wasn't her. The reflection looked……beautiful. The reflections hair spiralled down her back in soft curls and it was no longer brown. It was mid-night black, even blacker than Harry's. Her skin turned to the richest shade of chocolate. But her eyes, oh my, her eyes were indescribable, they were blue but not your average blue. There was something different and shocking about them. Apart from that, her physique changed very little. She stared into the mirror. This is not me, not Hermione Granger. I can't be her. I don't want to be her.
Suddenly, Hermione fell to the ground, her whole body was shaking and she felt weak, like every ounce of energy was being drained from her. The next thing she knew, she was sitting at the table in the kitchen with all the Weasleys looking at her with concern. Mildly aware that Ron was talking rapidly, a drink was forced into her hands by Molly. Accepting it gratefully, she drank all its contents in one go.
"Mum! She kind of…I don't know but for a second she looked like the way she did and then she fainted and changed right back."
Ginny looked at her carefully and commented, "I think you have a sibling at school. You look familiar."
After half an hour, Molly started shouting that they were going to be late. Everyone started rushing and Molly pulled Hermione aside.
"I'm not sure why you fainted, but I know it took all of your energy to do it. I want to you to try again; I think you can change back without the charm. If you can't then I'll do the concealment charm you asked for. Just try and 'will' yourself to change back. Like Tonks does."
Hermione tried to 'morph' back into Hermione Granger. Only after several tries did she manage it. She had almost fainted again. Molly pressed numerous vials into her open hands.
"Here, take these, they replenish your energy. I gave some to you just now. I'll send some every week."
"Thanks Mrs Weasley."
Hermione took them and placed them carefully into her trunk and went to help Harry and Ron pack. Honestly, they should have packed yesterday.
Blaise, thought Draco, doesn't look well. Blaise had vomited the minute he woke up and didn't feel good until they had left, but even then, he was too green for Draco's liking. He had the house-elves in the Zabini Mansion check up on him. Physically, he was in perfect health. He had left Blaise with Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle. I pity him, being stuck with them. They weren't exactly the most interesting company. Parkinson was well, she would always talk about clothes, Draco didn't really pay her much attention, and he just let her cling onto him because of his family. He was 'supposed' to get married to her anyways; at least, that's what she thought. Crabbe and Goyle were lost somewhere in their own world. Here he was, sitting alone in the Heads Compartment. Draco was, of course, ecstatic to find out that he was Head Boy. He thought he could put his authority into good use and help Blaise find his sister.
Just then, the door slid open, in walked Hermione Granger. Her eyes opened in shock but said nothing and sat down.
"You're Head Girl?"
"Yes, and you're Head Boy."
"God, Dumbledore must have finally gone mental. To make filth like you Head Girl."
Hermione gave him a hard stare, "Shut it Malfoy."
She turned to look out the window.
"As if I'd listen to you."
But Hermione said nothing and continued to look out of the window. She looks tired. Draco pulled out a book out of his bag to read. But his eyes kept glancing at her. He couldn't help but feel worried for her too. Stop this! He chided himself, we've been through this. But he knew he lost the battle when his eyes swept over her again.
"She's so close!" Whispered Blaise to Draco. They were in the library doing their work. It was the best way to avoid Pansy.
"The feelings are getting stronger."
"Blaise, it's only been two days since we have arrived. Are you sure?"
Catching sight of the death glare Blaise was sending his was he muttered, "Forget I said anything."
Meanwhile, three aisles down, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were looking at books. Ginny came up to Hermione and said softly, "How about this one?"
"Hmm, 'The Purest of Bloods'. It's great; there are pictures and a short history on each family!"
Ginny readily agreed, "It's a recording of every single pureblood family in Wizard history!"
Ron took the book from Hermione's grasp.
"Blimey, it must weigh a ton! It's so thick. I bet there's at least a thousand pages in this thing."
"Problem is," Harry added in, "how do we even know Hermione's family is in there? For all we know, she could be a half-blood."
Hermione smiled at Harry and optimistically said, "It's my best shot at finding out who I am. So it's worth a shot."
A/N
There won't be much romance now, and things are gonna move a bit fast, like I'm gonna skip two months. So there won't be much 'fights' between Malfoy and the trio. Malfoy over here, does not love or like Hermione. It's just out of the trio, he nurses a soft spot for her. But nothing romantic…well, not yet.
