Dear Mr. and Mrs. Granger,
Hello, I must say I wish I was contacting you on a more pleasant note but unfortunately you cousin and her husband have passed away at the hands of an evil wizard I give my condolences, I know that you two were closer than sisters. They happened to have two children who I am sure you know very well, Hermione and Harry Potter. The twins are being separated for protective reasons, and they shall not know of their relation until the come upon their 15th year. Hermione will be placed in your care, while Harry shall be in the care of your other cousin, Petunia Evans-Dursley.
My condolences once more
Albus Dumbledore
This is what the letter said; I read it and instantly felt anger towards the older man. Why in the world would he separate the twins? Then my rational self kicked in, to keep us safe. We looked utterly nothing alike, acted almost nothing alike, and technically don't even share the same date of birth. Who would have suspected us of all people to be twins? Obviously not Voldomort. My whole train of though was broken when my father came up to me and handed me another letter. Actually he handed me an envelope that had two letters inside.
Hermione,
Love, I must say if you are reading this, I am so sorry honey. We couldn't beat him, but you survived. I hope that you and your brother are together and happy at Hogwarts. You must know one thing though, your mother and I are watching you from wherever we are. When the time is right, and you are going to be a very smart girl at your age so you will know the right time, open the little locket inside the jewelry box. Along with it is a few pieces of jewlry you mother wanted to leave to you, including my wedding ring. I love you and I hope that what we left you can be of help.
Love forever your father
James Potter
This letter was from my father. My real father, Harry's father. But what jewelry box? There wasn't one in the envelope, where could it be? Then a sudden weight in my lap distracted me. I saw an extraordinarily elegant little jewelry box. It didn't seem to have a clasp though. Hmm. I tried pressing the triangle in the middle and noticed it pressed down, and then I spun it around. The box clicked open to revile the special jewelry that my father had told me about. I took out the locket and put it on. It wasn't the right time to open it, but it was time to wear it. Next my mothers letter.
Hermione,
Dear, I love you so much, and I am deeply upset that I have to write this letter. You must know something though, your father and I love you with all our might. We know you will probably grow up separated, it is safer that way. I know you will not know your own real name. So I am going to write it now Hermione Potter. Yes it is true. I miss you and your brother more than anything. I have a few things to leave you now. But I cant pull a trick like your father did with the jewelry box. I am instead going to leave you a key. It is the key to your vault at gringotts. No not the vault that your parents set up, but the vault that is under your real name. It will be filled with an amount of money matching Harry's, but that isn't your gift. Once you are inside the vault go and tap the Blood Red brick in the back wall. It will open a small doorway. The goblins will know to leave you be then, along with the special things from me there will also be your inheritance. The letters to your brother will be in that room. I know he will end up with my sister and will never get them like you will, but James doesn't know that. I want you to give them to him, as soon as you can. There is a matching brick in his vault. He will also find gifts from me and his inheritance. I love you and trust that you will do the right thing with your life. Help your brother, he will help you. I love you and wish this responsibility wasn't yours.
Love forever
Lily Potter
This was what the letter said. It had finally sunk in. I was now and forever more Hermione Potter.
