SECRETS REVEALED

Hermione Granger was lying on her bed, her face buried in her pillow. She was crying over what had happened between her and Jacob, and also her parents. Her mother had jumped into it, on Jacob's side, as always. She was remembering what they had fought about.

Flashback

"Hermione, where are you going dressed like that?" Her mother had asked her daughter, looking at her outfit. Hermione looked down at herself. She was wearing a light blue tank top with a black mini-skirt. She had on a light overshirt, to cover up a little. She wore black pumps.

"I'm going out with my friends."

"What friends? All of your friends are wizards. I only know of Harry and Ron. And to tell you the truth, I don't like either one of them," Jacob sneered, not looking up from the newspaper.

"For your information Jake, I have many friends. And yes, maybe I will meet up with Harry and Ron. What's it to you?"

"Go ahead and meet Ron. But I know the look that he gives you. He wants to get you in the sack."

"And how do you know this Jake? What, did you try to seduce one of your girlfriends like that?"

"Why do you talk to me like that? I'm only trying to look out for you."

"No you're not. You're trying to ruin my life. You're only hiding the truth of what you're doing. You have sex with any girl that you bring into the house."

"Fine, get used by Ron. Or maybe you and him have already done it."

"Hermione Jane! You have had pre-martial sex!?" Her mother screamed, jumping up and grabbing Hermione by the arms.

"Amber, if Hermione was having sex, she would've told you. A daughter always tells her mother."

"I didn't tell my mother when I first had sex. What makes you think Hermione would?"

"Because Hermione is smart. She thinks of you as a friend," her father explained. Hermione knew that he was right. A single tear began to flow down her cheek. She tried to look at her mother's face, but her mother just kept looking at the floor.

"I don't want to see that boy anymore for the rest of the summer. And I don't want to see any letters coming from him or going to him. Is that clear?"

"Mum, nothing is going on between me and Ron. I swear on my life. Why won't you believe me over your son? I'm your daughter, your child too."

"That is final. I don't want to see him or hear anyone tell me that you're seeing him."

"Why do you hate me so much? Is it because I'm different from the rest of you? The only one who really loves me is dad!" Jacob laughed. He stood up and walked over to Hermione. He stood so close to her that their noses almost touched.

"I've hated you since the day that you were born. From the moment that I met you, you have stolen everyone's attention from me. To this day, I hate you. And until the day that I die, I will hate you," Jacob sneered. Hermione rushed out of the room and upstairs. She was holding in her tears until she was in the safety of her room.

End Flashback

Hermione started to punch her pillow. The tears were flowing harder. Jacob was horrible, more so than Draco Malfoy. The way he talked to her made her angry. But she wasn't going to give into him. She sat up on her bed and picked up her book. She opened it on her lap and began reading. She was so deep in thought that she didn't hear the knock on her door. The knock became louder when she didn't answer.

"What do you want?" She yelled angrily.

"You have a letter. It looks to be from Hogwarts," her mother said turning the doorknob. Luckily, Hermione had locked the door.

"Just slide it under the door." Moments later, an envelope came under the door. Hermione waited until she heard her mother's footsteps going away before she got up to retrieve the envelope. Sure enough, it was from Hogwarts. She tore it open. There were three pieces of parchment instead of the usual two. She tossed away the first two, since they were her list of school books and her welcome back letter. She focused on the third one. She read it slowly, making sure that she was reading it right.

Ms. Hermione J. Granger,

This letter is to inform you that you have been selected by the professors to be appointed as Head Girl. As Interm Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it is my pleasure to congratulate you on the honor of Head Girl. You will get your new Head Girl badge on the first of September at the train station.

As Head Girl, there are many tasks that you have to attend to. Some of them that you already know about are as follows:

1.) A nightly tour of the castle, especially after hours.

2.) All and any tasks given to you by a professor or myself.

3.) The orginization of all school functions.

4.) Schedule of all Hogsmeade trips.

5.) Awarding of points, or the deduction of points from any House at any time.

There is another thing that you must do while you are at school. Head Boy and Girl are required to live in the same dormitory. This dormitory is equiped with a library and a common room. There are also two rooms, as well as a lavarotry. At this time, I am not going to divulge any information about who has been given the honor of being Head Boy. I would like to congratulate you again of recieving this great honor. See you on the first of Septemeber at King's Cross.

Professor M. McGonagall, Interm Headmistress

Hermione, excited, ran out of her room and downstairs into the living room. Her parents were sitting there, a fire roaring. Her father glanced up from his reading when she came in. Her father always loved her more than Jacob.

"What is it Hermione. You look like you've just been handed good news."

"It's the most wonderful news in the world. I did it. My dream has come true. I made it to Head Girl. I just got the letter tonight. Aren't you happy for me?" Her father got up from the chair and walked over to her. He wrapped his arms around her in a giant hug. Her mother stayed sitting. She didn't even glance up from her book.

"Congratulations Hermione. My little girl has been given a great honor. You deserve to be rewarded. What do you want the most in the world?"

"Mum to love me," Hermione said, not thinking about it. The words just slipped out. This caused her mother to look up.

"Hermione, I do love you. But it's a different kind of love. I love you and Jacob in different ways."

"Well, you have a funny way of showing the love mum. Jacob accuses me of having sex and you believe him over me. How do you think that makes me feel. I have never in my life ever looked at a boy as if I was going to have sex with them. Ron and Harry are my best friends. I would never jeopardize my friendships with them over sex. For once, will you just believe me?" Hermione screamed, forgetting about her success.

"Hermione, I want to believe you, believe me I do. But Jacob has never done anything like that either."

"How do you know? Do you walk into his room looking for something and find used condom wrappers on the floor?"

"No. You've been in your brother's room without his permission?"

"No. I always ask him if I need to go in there. I'm going back up to my room. If you want to see me, that's where I'll be," Hermione said, storming away. She didn't go up to her room though, she stayed in the hallway, listening to her parents conversation.

"We need to tell her the truth before things get too hectic," she could hear her father say.

"No Sam. We've agreed never to tell her the truth. It would only cause her harm and her hatred."

"Amber, she already thinks that you hate her. As for her harm, I don't see how one little lie could hurt her. She's strong, she'll understand why we had to keep this away from her."

"Sam, I don't want to tell Hermione that she's adopted until she gets out of school. That way she's not tempted to find her mother and father."

"Amber, if she knows now that she's adopted, she'll have friends to help her through it. And besides, Abigail has made it so that she'll never be found by Hermione. And we don't even know who the father is. I say we juat tell her tonight. This can no longer wait." Hermione rushed up the stairs and into her bedroom. She packed all of her things and climbed out of her bedroom window. She was running away from them, so that she didn't need to be told by them. If they ever wanted to know why she ran away, she would tell them that she couldn't deal with all the fighting between her and Jacob. She decided to go to Diagon Alley, as she only had a couple weeks left of summer vacation.

Here is the next chapter. I hope that you like it. Its taken me like two days to write this. Work and then the ideas just kept flowing and i had to keep fixing it. enjoy.

malfoy4ever06 ;)