AN: the italic stuff is for the dreams… and the stuff with the *s are thoughts… okay? okay… just wanted to make that clear for yall
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in Harry Potter… I just use the plot and stuff.. and I hope you enjoy! *^_~*
"Hermione, dear, it's time to get up!" called Amy Granger.
"Okay Mum! I'm coming!" responded Hermione. She looked into the bathroom mirror. *I have changed a lot*, thought Hermione. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and her old buckteeth were now all nice and straight, her hair was now straight and sleek with blonde streaks, but most of all she isn't a stick anymore. She had filled out over the summer and wore clothes that the old Hermione never dreamed of. She now wore mini skirts, low-rise hip huggers, halter-tops, etc. She even wore a tad bit of make up. Every time she walked by, heads would turn (mostly the males).
After doing all the bathroom necessities, Hermione changed into a black mini skirt with a black spaghetti strap shirt and matching black sandals. She now went for the gothic look. Hermione then put on some black eyeliner and a light coat of Lip Shake by BONNE BELL, giving her lips a silver tint.
"Good morning Mum. Good morning Dad," chirped Hermione.
"Good morning Sweet Heart," chorused Hermione's parents.
"What's for breakfast?" asked Hermione.
"Oh, your favorite, Honey. Chocolate chip pancakes," answered Mrs. Granger.
"Cool," replied Hermione.
They ate quietly until Mr. Granger put down his cup of coffee saying, "Hermione, your mother and I have sometime important to tell you."
"Huh? Oh… Okay sure. What is it Dad?" asked Hermione.
"Honey, you know that your mother and I love you very much," said Mr. Granger.
"Mum, Dad, what's wrong?" asked Hermione who was still confused about what was going on.
"Dear, you're adopted, you're a pureblood and we aren't really muggles. Your 'father' is a wizard and I'm a witch," Hermione's mother explained.
"We didn't want to tell you yet until we thought you were ready and one of your real father's servants is coming to collect you tomorrow," Mr. Ganger said.
"Are you okay honey?" asked Mrs. Granger.
"Yeah, I'm fine… I-I just need to think about this... excuse me," mumbled Hermione.
to be continued
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