Hermione didn't want to comprehend what had just happened. She didn't
remember how she had gotten back to Hogwarts but she woke up in her bed.
The thoughts of what had happened earlier that day were just much to
complicated for her to think about right now.
Her mother was a witch, her father was Sirius and to top it all off, she's a full-blooded witch... And her mother had lied to her for fifteen years!
Hermione sat up in bed and tried to think of all the people that knew that her mother was a witch. All her teachers must have known. But than again, did they know that Hermione was her daughter.
She wanted to talk to someone, even Malfoy, so she could just get this load off of her chest and onto someone else's.
Ron. She could talk to Ron. He seemed to understand her more lately. He was treating her differently and she knew what was going to happen, but she didn't try to avoid the inevitable. She was falling in "Love" with Ronald Weasley.
Bailey had brought Hermione back to the castle and left but not before writing Hermione a short little note.
Hermione had just noticed the note that was hanging in mid air above her head, obviously from her Mum. She opened it and was kind of amazed from its contents.
Hermione;
I know that you are going to be angry with me but you must understand that I was scared. I didn't know what to do; I hid us both under some muggle that doesn't even know about me. Mark was a good cover up but I am tired of hiding. I have been restless for a long time. Please don't hate me for to long, I still am your mother and I can take you out of this world as easily as I put you in it. I love you dearly and I know you will forgive me. Sirius, your father, didn't know what to do when you fainted; he thought that you had died of shock. Your father.. that feels crazy to write. Please forgive him at least, he didn't know.. I didn't tell him. Please write me soon.
Bailey Granger
Hermione knew that she couldn't stay mad at her mother, but she didn't agree with the way that she handled things. The magical world would have protected them, if only Bailey would have let it. Than Hermione remembered how the Potters had thought they were safe hiding under the protection of the wizarding world, than it all clearly made sense.
"Sirius Black is my father. Hermione Black... HEHE!" Hermione knew that everything was going to be ok. She didn't have to pretend to be the up tight Hermione that everyone else knew. She could fully be herself, under the watch full eye of her real father. By now Hermione was jumping on her bed because she was so excited.
She grabbed out a quill and parchment and began writing to her mother. She had to stop every once and a while to suppress her giggles, but in the end she gave into them and couldn't stop laughing even when she went down to Dinner with Ron and Harry. With the owl safely sent off to her Mother, wherever she was.
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Her mother was a witch, her father was Sirius and to top it all off, she's a full-blooded witch... And her mother had lied to her for fifteen years!
Hermione sat up in bed and tried to think of all the people that knew that her mother was a witch. All her teachers must have known. But than again, did they know that Hermione was her daughter.
She wanted to talk to someone, even Malfoy, so she could just get this load off of her chest and onto someone else's.
Ron. She could talk to Ron. He seemed to understand her more lately. He was treating her differently and she knew what was going to happen, but she didn't try to avoid the inevitable. She was falling in "Love" with Ronald Weasley.
Bailey had brought Hermione back to the castle and left but not before writing Hermione a short little note.
Hermione had just noticed the note that was hanging in mid air above her head, obviously from her Mum. She opened it and was kind of amazed from its contents.
Hermione;
I know that you are going to be angry with me but you must understand that I was scared. I didn't know what to do; I hid us both under some muggle that doesn't even know about me. Mark was a good cover up but I am tired of hiding. I have been restless for a long time. Please don't hate me for to long, I still am your mother and I can take you out of this world as easily as I put you in it. I love you dearly and I know you will forgive me. Sirius, your father, didn't know what to do when you fainted; he thought that you had died of shock. Your father.. that feels crazy to write. Please forgive him at least, he didn't know.. I didn't tell him. Please write me soon.
Bailey Granger
Hermione knew that she couldn't stay mad at her mother, but she didn't agree with the way that she handled things. The magical world would have protected them, if only Bailey would have let it. Than Hermione remembered how the Potters had thought they were safe hiding under the protection of the wizarding world, than it all clearly made sense.
"Sirius Black is my father. Hermione Black... HEHE!" Hermione knew that everything was going to be ok. She didn't have to pretend to be the up tight Hermione that everyone else knew. She could fully be herself, under the watch full eye of her real father. By now Hermione was jumping on her bed because she was so excited.
She grabbed out a quill and parchment and began writing to her mother. She had to stop every once and a while to suppress her giggles, but in the end she gave into them and couldn't stop laughing even when she went down to Dinner with Ron and Harry. With the owl safely sent off to her Mother, wherever she was.
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