Hello all! I hope you liked the first chapter, a little prologue for this story! In this chapter Hermione is here and this explains pretty much everything from the last chapter.

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"So who are you going with then?" Asked Ron

"You'll find out soon Ron." Answered Hermione, smoothing down her bushy hair.

They were talking about the Yule Ball which was in a few weeks, and apparently Hermione got a date, though Ron assumed that she was lying.

Just then Professor McGonagall entered the library, in her cat form of course. She observed the two, Ron and Hermione, as Ron tried to coax the truth out of her. Then she transformed into her human self.

"Granger. Professor Dumbledore wishes to speak with you. Come now." she barked

"Yes, of course Professor." said a very flustered Hermione, as Ron looked down and sulked.

" Now, Ms. Granger, the password is Cockroach Clusters, Godric knows why. When you get up there your parents will be waiting for you."

"My- my parents Professor? How did they get here, they're muggles."

McGonagall eyed Hermione, she had thought that Sam and Darrin would have told her by now what she was, and who her mother is. This is McGonagall of course though, so she didn't portray any of her feelings toward this matter.

" Hagrid went and got them this morning. Your mother got in touch with Mol- Mrs. Weasley, and she let your mother borrow her owl, your mother sent Professor Dumbledore a letter yesterday. This was as soon as they could come." McGonagall lied, how could the girl not know that her own mother had an owl in the house for the past 14 years?

"Go on now, they're waiting for you."

Hermione went up to the stone gargoyle and spoke the password, jumped when it sprang aside, and walked up the steps. There were voices emitting from the office, but Hermione couldn't understand what was being said so she knocked on the door.

"Yes?" A calm, deep, melodious voice asked "Who is it?"

Hermione opened the door, stuck her head in and replied "Hermione Granger, Professor Dumbledore. You wanted to see me, or my parents did?"

"Oh, yes, yes! Come in Miss Granger, here they are right now!"

Hermione walked into the office and was surprised to see her father with a very beautiful women, one who looked like her mother, but much, much more beautiful. She reminded Hermione of the veela that her, Harry, and the Weasleys had seen at the Quidditich Cup in the beginning of the year.

"Dad, who is that?" she said gesturing towards the beautiful woman.

"This," Darrin said heavily "is your mother."

Hermione's eyes widened, and searched the woman's face.

"You can't be my mother. You're a veela, and my mother is a muggle, not a witch."

"That's where you're wrong Hermione." The woman said, her mother's voice coming from her mouth. "I am your mother, a veela, and yes, a witch."

"That's absurd!" exclaimed Hermione doing a very accurate impression of Professor Snape. (A/N: If you know what this is from, good job! Give yourself a taco! If you don't you MUST watch A Very Potter Musical on YouTube!)

"If you were my mother, I would be half veela, which would be ridiculous considering how I look!" hissed Hermione.

If you're wondering where Dumbledore was during this debate, I'll fill you in now. He strolled up to Mrs. Granger and put his wand against her temple and caused a silver thread to escape from it.

"Miss Granger, if you will come with me, I assure you that I can explain, and prove, everything."

Dumbledore led Hermione to his Pensive and flicked his wand so that the thread could fall into it.

"If you could be so kind, can you join me for a journey into your mother's memories?" he questioned her.

"Yes, of course Professor." Hermione answered warily.

And thus, they fell into the Pensive.


"Oh, look at her! Isn't she beautiful Sammy?" Said Darrin doting on his new daughter.

"Yes Darrin, she really is." Sam told Darrin dryly.

Hermione looked at the newborn skeptically.

"That is not me Professor. I don't have that hair color for one thing. The eyes are too big and gray. Mine are brown!"

"All that will be explained, for now, why don't we just watch?"

As they turned back to the couple, they realized that the two were fighting.

"Darrin, we must do this! I grew up in the wizarding world were I was safe! No veela is safe in the muggle world! They're too beautiful for them to understand!"

"Are you calling me and all the other mug-humans stupid? I think you are!"

"No Darrin, I'm not, I'm just trying to make you see sense."

"I'll defend my people-"

"Your people? Darrin! Wizards and Witches are human, except for the veela, our concept, to look beautiful and ensnare the other sex, is beyond their thoughts on the real world! You didn't marry a human, and you didn't believe me until I proved to you what I really am!"

"Alright Sam, and what if we do this make our baby girl look, normal? She'll see you and wonder "why is mummy so beautiful and I'm so ugly? Shouldn't I be pretty? Is Daddy that ugly?" you'll make me look hideous!"

"Darrin!" Sam boomed. "If it makes you feel any better, I'll glamor both of us! How's that huh? I'll look normal and so will she! Now get me my wand! NOW."

Darrin nodded numbly and got the stick that make him the outcast in his family.

"Just, just don't make yourselves look too normal." he sighed.

"Sorry Darrin but I must. Now don't interrupt me this takes work."

Darrin pursed his lips, and handed his wife his wand. Sam tapped the wand to the top of her head and a ripple went down her whole body, a bright light blinded Darrin, Dumbledore, and Hermione. When they could see clearly again Darrin and his daughter gasped, while Dumbledore only looked amused.

Sam's long golden curls had turned frizzy, short, and brown, her green eyes, now brown blinked and looked at her new self. Her shape was gone, a plump cheery woman, with rosy cheeks she was now. This was the mother that Hermione grew up with and loved. She turned to Dumbledore and said,

"I've seen enough now can we go now Professor?"

"Not yet Ms. Granger let's look at you, shall we."

When they looked back the bouncing, healthy, beautiful baby was gone. In her place, an exact replica of what her mother now looked like now sat, and gurgled.

While Darrin was gaping at the two of them, Sam plopped the baby Hermione into his lap.

"Darrin, I think that Hermione needs to be changed. You can do that can you?"

And Hermione and Dumbledore left.

When they were back in the office, Hermione turned to her mother.

"Why are you telling me this now?"

"Because the Yule Ball is coming up, and I know who you're taking!" her mother exclaimed. Sure, I mean she is a dentist, but she's also a veela for crying out loud!

Hermione paled "You know who I'm taking? How?"

"Well, we all just knew that Ronald would ask you to go! Your father didn't think so though so he bet against Mr. Weasley, and has to give him a free dental checkup. He really is fascinated with muggles!" Sam said as she rambled on.

"Wait Mum! You think that Ron and I, that we?" with that Hermione burst out laughing.

Sam looked dazed. "Wait who's taking you then" she asked over her husband's whoops as he learned that he won the bet and got to go to a real Wizard dentistry. What can I say? Men really care about their teeth. And Shoes.

"Someone from Durmstrang, Victor Krum, the Quidditch Player?"

"You're joking! You're not?" When Hermione shook her head, her mother's real dark green eyes shone brightly. "This is amazing! We're going to make you look amazing! Do want me to take the glamor off now? Alright!"

Before Hermione could say yes or no, Sam tapped her head.

Hermione felt a weird feeling as she grew a few inches taller, and her hair smoothed into soft, black curls cascading down her back. In her real form, Hermione had a shape. When Dumbledore handed her a mirror with excitement and a twinkling in his eyes, she gasped. Her eyes were now gray, and she had long, dark eyelashes. Her nose was straight and her lips were a light pink, most importantly Hermione felt beautiful for once.

Hermione looked at her parents who both had tears in there eyes.

"Change me back." she told them.

"WHAT?" They both said in unison.

"Change me back. Can you take the glamor off before the ball? I really don't want to be followed around, and people asking questions."

"Alright darling. To take the glamor off say Dakeim, to get it back say Eown. And I'll expect pictures from the ball. I love you."

With that her parents hugged her and with a last glance at what their daughter really looked like, they stepped into the fire, and left.

"Now Miss Granger you can change yourself back, and go back to fighting with Mr. Weasley." Said Dumbledore.

"How-how did you know that sir?"

"I, like you Miss Granger, enjoy light reading once in a while. Goodbye now."


So... Did you like it? If you did please review! If you didn't well, at least you read it! What's going to be in the next chapter you say? Well here it is:

I'm just going to skip ahead to right before the Yule Ball if you don't mind!

This might be like Cinderella, just warning you. If you don't want that, tell me.

Draco's gonna get it Mwahahahaha Granger Danger for those of you AVPM or Dramione fans :)

Ron? Speechless? HOW?

Harry's gonna be in the next chapter

Well so's Victor Krum, but you guys probably figured that out didn't you?

Even if you didn't like the story please review and tell me what I did wrong. Even if it has grammar problems. I can get a beta reader.

Until next time my fellow Fanfictioners!