AN:  I know I promised I'd get to Draco in this chapter, but Hermione ended up taking up so much room, that I thought it best to split them up into two separate ones.  Draco is in chapter 3, I promise!  Also, I'm still hoping for a beta reader, because I usually write chapters at like 3 in the morning, and you'd be amazed at how little sense I make at times like that…

Emma Granger noticed the change in her daughter's attitude the moment she stepped into the car. 

"You alright dear?", she asked.  She was always afraid that the time had come, and her daughter had somehow found out about…

"No mum, I'm fine.  Just a bit tired from walking around all day I suppose."

Once again, relief fluttered through Emma's body as she thought she dodged the proverbial bullet once more.  The car was filled with silence yet again as both women were left to their own thoughts. 

Once home, Hermione feigned tiredness in order to get a better look at the books she had taken from the vault.  This time, she opened the journal.

            September 1, 1977

                        Hello Diary!  It's hard to believe that I've started my 7th and final year here at Hogwarts. The time has flown by so fast!  The Head Boy and Girl were named tonight…it was Lily and James!  I some how knew they would be the ones to get it.  Well, I'll write more tomorrow, I've got to run right now.  Erik is begging me to go with him to the library to start on his homework for the term.  Honestly!  We haven't even been assigned any yet!

                                                                                                                                    FHD.

Hermione skipped ahead a few entries until she came to one that was marked the day after Christmas.

            December 26, 1977

                        Happy Christmas diary!  You'll never guess what happened to me tonight…my best friend   Erik Prewett KISSED me!  We were in the library (what else is new, this is Erik we're talking about) doing our homework that was assigned for over break, when Lucius Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe, Goyle, and Snape walked over to us to see what kind of trouble they could cause.  I don't think under normal circumstances they would have ever bothered us, but since we're such good friends with Lily, James, Sirius, and Remus, they make it a personal vendetta to track us down and torment us.  I've never been worried though, Lucius may talk big, but he's never done anything to support his words. Anyhow, after making some rude comments about the superiority of his family to all others, he purposely bumped into our table, causing my inkpot to spill all over the essay I had spent hours working on!  Erik jumped up, ready to fight with Lucius, but the librarian got there first and told them to either find a book, or leave.  After they left, I picked up my sopping wet essay, and threw it             away.  Once back at our table, I began putting my books back in my bag.  "Where are you going?" Erik asked me.  I explained to him that I just couldn't start over on my essay tonight after doing so much wasted work on it.  He said he understood and offered to walk me back to our common room,   saying he was tired as well.  After we got back, I started to head up to my room.  Before I got to         the stairwell however, Erik called out my name, asking me to come back for a moment.  When            I did, he pulled me into his arms for the most passionate kiss I've ever had in my life!  Before I had a chance to respond however, he pulled away, and whispered in my ear "Don't hold back when Malfoy riles you up…your feistiness is what I love most about you."  Then, he just walked away up the stairs and into his room.  WAIT A SECOND…he LOVES about me??  Excuse me diary, I have a fellow Ravenclaw to track down.

                                                                                                                        FHD.

'Well' , thought Hermione, now I have enough information to try and figure out who this is.  She pulled out the yearbook again, and flipped to the 7th year Ravenclaws, opening once again to the section that held the picture of Erik Prewett.  Flipping a page or two back, she found the section of people who's last names begin with 'D'.  The only girl who's name matched the initials FHD was someone named Fae Hermione Dupriest.  Noticing her picture, she realized it was the same girl that Erik Prewett had has his arm around in the group shot of the Ravenclaws.  'Now that I've got a face to put to the name, I think I'll read some more about this girl and Hogwarts'  So, skipping ahead a few more pages, she read an entry from the beginning of February.

            February 3, 1978

                        A lot of weird things have been happening around here lately.  First off, Narcissa Pierrot broke up with her boyfriend of three years Sirius Black.  He was of course devastated, but she acted like nothing even happened!  What's even stranger then that, was that he found her the very next day snogging Lucius Malfoy!  Also, she's started hanging out with their "group" , completely ignoring all of us, her friends of seven years! Then, in potions today, our professor decided to pair us up in class.  I got put with Severus Snape, which I didn't mind too much because he's an ok person when he's not hanging out with Lucius's gang.  Everything was going fine until he stirred a little too hard and splashed some of the potion onto the sleeve of his robe.  I reached over to try to help, because the fabric was quickly disintegrating.  I could have sworn I saw a tattoo of some sort under the sleeve, but he

covered it up with his other hand and ran out of the room before I could get a better look.  What would have him so frightened?  Well, I'm too tired to sort this all out now, so I'll just have to worry about it another time.  Goodnight!

                                                                                                                                    FHD.

Hermione knew about Snape's involvement with the Deatheaters, seeing as Harry told her about how he found out about Snape being a spy for Dumbledore.  She assumed that he had probably just recently been initiated into Voldemort's ranks at the time this entry was written.  Looking up at her clock, she realized that she'd been reading well into the afternoon.  She decided she'd choose one more entry, and then head downstairs for supper. 

            June 14, 1978,

                        We made it!  Today was our graduation day, the day we've been working towards since our first day of classes seven years ago.  Believe it or not, however, graduation pales in comparison to what happened to me afterwards.  I'm engaged!  After the celebratory feast in the great hall, Erik asked me to walk with him around the lake.  Once we got to the other side,            he dropped down to one knee and asked me!  He made this beautiful speech about how you-know-who was becoming more powerful, and he didn't want to waste another moment of his life without me by his side.  I of course said yes right away.  I can't imagine spending my life with anyone else besides him.  I can just see our future now…marriage, a house together,       all our friends bringing their children over to play with ours.  I'm so in love!

                                                                                                                                    FHD.

Not being able to wait until after supper, Hermione flipped to the last entry in the book.  She hoped the girl got the happiness she dreamed of. 

            October 30, 1981,

                        Lily and James Potter went into hiding today.  Erik keeps telling me we should do the same, but I can't believe that we would be in as much danger as they are.  However, I know he's always right, so tomorrow we're going to Albus to have him perform the same charm for us that he did for them. On a happier note,  I finally went and had the pictures  from Hermione and little Harry's birthday party magically developed today.  It still amazes me even a year later that we managed to have our babies on the same day!  I'll have to remember to owl the doubles to Lily tomorrow.  I'm sure she'll get as much of a kick as I did at seeing our little Hermione shoving cake in the face of a grinning Harry.  I know our kids are going to grow up to be the best of friends!  Uh oh, I hear some yelling downstairs, what could Erik be up to this time?  Until next time Diary…

                                                                                                                        FHP.

After reading this, Hermione let out a breath that she hadn't even realized she had been holding.  'I don't even know what I was thinking…this person couldn't be my mother.  I'm just around Harry too much.  Everything is NOT a conspiracy, no matter what he thinks.  Besides, this baby was born the same day he was, and my birthday is in September.'  She also sadly noted that Lily would never get to see those pictures, because Harry became famous that very next night by defeating Voldemort with his mother's love for him.  Hearing her own mother call her down for supper, she grabbed the journal and took it with her.  There was no point in hiding it from her, now that she was sure it wasn't about her.  She'd also have to take the key back to Gringotts and explain the mix up some how.  The real Hermione might come looking for it some day. 

Walking into the kitchen, she greeted her mother. 

"Hey mum, smells great!"

Her mother looked at her and smiled.  "Thanks dear…would you mind setting the table?"   

Hermione set the diary on the counter and started getting plates out. 

Seeing a book on the counter, Emma Granger smiled good-naturedly at her daughter.  She always had her nose in a book, something her and her husband never had time to do. 

"Reading a new book dear?"  she asked, always trying to keep interested in her daughter's life, seeing as she was only around a few times a year since being accepted to Hogwarts.

"Actually mum, its something I picked up at Diagon Alley by mistake…it's a Diary of some girl named Fae Prewett."

Hermione jumped as her mother dropped the plate she had been holding in her hands.

"F..Fae Prewett you say?"  "Yeah mum why?  You look as if you've seen a ghost!"

Emma didn't answer.  The day had finally come, and she was going to lose her baby girl because of it.  She walked over to the phone to call her husband to tell him to come home from work right away.  Then, turning to Hermione, she began what was going to be the hardest thing to say in her entire life.

"Hermione dear, sit down please.  When your father gets home, we need to tell you something we should have told you a long time ago."

With a ball of dread settling in her stomach, Hermione thought to herself, 'sometimes in life I get the feeling that some questions are better left un-asked'

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