Ch2 What Happens When You're a Malfoy, but In LOVE With a Weasley

"Albus, you can't believe that Miss Granger is the Malfoy twin. She is unlike Mr. Malfoy in every way, they don't even look similar to each other!"

Said Minerva in a state of disbelief. She couldn't believe that Hermione Granger, her favorite student ever since she started teaching, was Draco Malfoy's twin sister.

"Yes Minerva, I believe that it is hard to understand and accept since they seem nothing alike; but have you ever heard of glamour charms when it comes to looks? And for being grown up without being known to the Wizarding World, a well-aimed 'obliviate'? The more I think about it, the more I realize how similar the two are. You must admit that they are quite similar."

Everyone in the room turned to Dumbledore and looked at him with such intensity that they didn't notice the curly haired girl bursting into the room.

"Albus they can't be siblings they -."

Started Flitwick, but was cut off by the raging teen girl screaming her head off.

"Bloody Hell! How can you NOT tell me that I'm Malfoy's damn twin? How can you forget to tell me in the almost eight years you've known me? How can it possibly slip your mind to not tell me? I think I have a right to know who my family is or isn't! It would have been nice to know that the people I've been living with my entire life is NOT my family, but the aristocrat, snobby, pureblood family that have hated my supposed 'kind' for years! It would have been nice to know before I started feeling something I shouldn't be."

And with that I crumbled to the floor, my throat hoarse from the yelling and crying that I had just released. The professors looked shocked, the Weasleys' even more shocked.

I left with my head bowed out of embarrassment and so that no one would see the rush of tears running down my face. I could hear that someone stood up from their chair behind me and stopped me at the door by running in front of me. I looked up only to see that it was Fred, the one person who I didn't want to see me like this.

"Hermione, what do you mean by feeling something you shouldn't? Don't tell me you have feelings for Malfoy. After all he is your brother."

Of course he had to ask me that one question.

"Of course I don't like Mal- Draco."

Now my cover's blown.

"Then whom do you feel something for?"

He tilted my head with his hand to look into his perfect blue eyes.

"You."

I said this in no more than a whisper so that only he could hear. He looked stunned, but then he started to gain the color back into his face- after it had drained from it when I said the one word that changed everything.

"Let's get you out of here and cleaned up shall we?"

And with that we quietly slipped out of the room with his hand tightening around my waist.

Sorry that it has taken sooooooo long to update; but I was kind of having a dry spell with where I wanted the story to go. But I should be updating more frequently now though. NO promises or anything because I'm known to make promises and not keep them very well. Once again, sorry! ~omgitsSuzy