"What?" Draco huffed. "What do you mean that Hermione's not Hermione?"

"Well...she still is Hermione...just not Hermione Granger..." Dumbledore explained. "Have any of you wondered where Hermione had gotten her magic? Why her parents have black and blonde hair not a chocolate brown?"

"Well...we never really saw how her parents look...how did you...?" Harry asked.

"I gave Hermione's letter...since we thought she was a muggle-born and may think that being a witch is absurd...I saw her parents and thought it odd..."

"Was a muggle-born?" Luna asked dreamily.

"Yes...I have a hunch that...Hermione here is actually the lost daughter of Morgana and Merlin."

"WHAT?" everyone screamed.

Hermione stirred in her sleep, "Mm..." they turned their gaze to the girl. "W-Why is everyone looking at me?"

"Hermione...were you...adopted?" Ginny asked.

Hermione's eyes widened, "How...How did you know?"

"Hermione...there was something peculiar about your magic...and it is possible that you are the lost daughter of Morgana and Merlin..."

Hermione looked at her Headmaster as though he grew three heads, "But how in the world is that possible? They died over centuries ago! And records say that they DIDN'T have a child together!"

"Ah yes...but you forget that I have been on this earth for a while...and I have been dabbling in everything...especially Morgana and Merlin...there is one record...a secret one...only few know about...myself, Minerva, Severus, and the four founders."

"How in the world did you find it?" Neville questioned.

"Well...some things are meant to be kept a secret..." Dumbledore said with that twinkle in his eye. "Now...if you all would sit down...the story is quite long."

Everyone sat down, Draco sat on edge of Hermione's bed, holding her hand.

"A long, long time ago...Merlin and Morgana had fallen in love...they were so in love, but were too scared to say so... they hid their relationship...no one knew about it...except the four founders...yes the four founders were alive during Merlin and Morgana's time...but they were still children...about your ages right now. Morgana had gotten pregnant...and during that time an evil reign had befallen the Magical World...so she and the four founders had hidden...once she had given birth the child was sent to the future...with her each founder gave something...Rowena gave intelligence, Helga gave kindness and loyalty, Salazar had give wit and pride, and Godric had given courage...together she made a rather powerful being. Now...you may wonder why I think Hermione's the child...well...I think the Sorting Hat can explain..." Dumbledore had taken out the ratty old Hat...everyone stared at it as it came to life.

"Ah yes...Hermione Granger...or should I say Hermione Le Fay? My you look so much like your mother...it's uncanny..." the Sorting Hat said.

"So..it's true? I'm Morgana's daughter?" Hermione asked.

"Why yes...I had quite a difficult choice...being the fact that each founder had given a piece of them with you...I decided on Gryffindor since he is your Godfather..."

"My...My godfather?" Hermione huffed. "Godric Gryffindor's...m-my godfather?"

"And Rowena Ravenclaw's your godmother...now...if you do not believe me or Albus...I think you should take a look at your chest..."

Hermione looked at the Hat then down to her chest. She took off her cloak and unbutton the first two buttons of her uniform. There was a mark.

"What is this Professor?" Hermione asked.

"That my dear child is proof that you are Morgana and Merlin's daughter...that is the symbol of Merlin's triquetra."