Secrets Revealed
~~~~ I don't own any of the characters so don't sue me please. I just like to write
The whistle from the train snapped her out of her trance. Looking out of the window, she saw the
landscape slowly moving as the train gathered speed. Hermione Granger. Granger. she really couldn't
use that last name anymore. The truth was that Hermione Granger was really Hermione Watson, the
heir to the Watson family, the most richest, most powerful wizard family in the wizarding world.
Hermione had been shipped off when she had been born, to live with her temporary parents. Her real
family decided they would call Hermione when she was ready for the real world. That had been this
past summer . . .
*~*~*~*~flash back~*~*~///
Hermione had just gotten home from her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when she was greeted by a man who looked like her and a woman with the same messy hair and wide smile that she had. The man introduced himself as Arnold Watson and his wife Catlena Watson. After a long talk, Arnold looked at his wife, who nodded and then looked back at Hermione, and spoke.
"Hermione honey, the reason we're here is because we came to talk to you...."she paused and took a slow breath, ".... to tell you that we are your real parents." She then launched into full detail about why they had sent Hermione to live with muggles, and so on and so fourth. After explaining everything, Arnold then sat quietly, looking at his daughter. Hermione just looked at the two people and smiled. Both parents just sat there, shocked. Hermione on the other hand, had known all along. Her muggle parents had informed her when she was younger, so this sudden visit was no surprise. Hermione got up off the couch and walked over to her real parents and hugged them both. Arnold smiled bad smiled back and asked Hermione if she wanted to stay there or go to live with her real parents. Hermione then turned around and looked at her muggle parents said a soft "bye" and looked back at Arnold who smiled and then looked at Catlena who had tears in her eyes and was smiling wide. After that, they moved Hermione's belongings, which were already packed, and magically sent them to the mansion. Then, using floo powder, went to the mansion where Hermione started her new life.
*~*~*~*~*~*~end flash back*~*~*~**~/////
Now, Hermione was on her way back to Hogwarts for her seventh year of training. Over the summer, Hermione had gone through a change inside and out. She had tamed her hair so now it laid long and flat with a natural brown shine down her back. She had bought all new clothes and so she wore a short plaid mini skirt and a tight white blouse. She had grown over the years so her legs were
long and looked silky white. Her entire personality had changed as well. She was still smart, but
her attitude was different. Some would say she had become a stuck up snob. With all her money,
she had gone through elegant classes and learned to be quite stuck up. Ron and Harry were still
her friends, but weren't as close. Now she was headed back to Hogwarts, and to a whole new adventure of love
The train was soon going to stopping at Hogsmeade Station, so Hermione decided to change into her
school robes. She had the maids do a few alterations to them so her skirt was shorter and her blouse
had no sleeves. While she was bending over pulling up her robes, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
" Well Granger, looks like someone got some fashion sense over the summer." the cold icy drawl
could only come form on person. Turning slowly, Hermione was met by the cold gray eyes of her
enemy.
" Malfoy. I didn't expect you to have a sudden interest in me. And it isn't Granger
any more it's...... Watson." she saw the sudden change cross Draco's's face immediately and smiled with delight to have surprised him. Turing back around she continued to get ready into her school robes, while Draco stood stunned. finally finding his voice he spoke. " Well it looks like Mudblood isn't a muggle after all... more fun for me." there was a hint of huskiness in his voice which made Hermione turn around and stare. Draco now had a look of pure sexual hunger on his face as he continued to look at Hermione form top to bottom. Hermione took a step forward and still closer until she was inches from Draco. Hermione had always had a secret crush on Draco. She always noticed the way his pale blonde hair was slicked back, how his cold eyes, were a blue gray colour. He stood only four inches taller than her and still she stared into his eyes.
Then suddenly, Malfoy stepped forward into the compartment. Closing the doors behind him, he pulled out his wand, and muttered a few words which locked the doors and sound proofed the compartment. He then put his wand away and slid his left arm around Hermione's back and pulled her closer, closing the gap between their bodies and slowly his head lowered and his lips descend onto hers. He was soft and slow, only letting their
lips touch at first. Then he tightened his grip and his right arm came and wrapped around her back.
Hermione's arms wrapped around Draco's neck, and pulled his head closer. She opened her lips slightly, and Draco took advantage of this and led his tongue into her mouth. His tongue massaged hers while he held tightly onto her. Then there was a quiet knocking at the door and the two looked hastily to see the source of the noise. There were Ron and Harry, banging on the door with their fists and kicking at it at the same time. They stopped and stared tight lipped at Hermione and Draco. Ron's face had turned a bright red colour.
~~~~ I don't own any of the characters so don't sue me please. I just like to write
The whistle from the train snapped her out of her trance. Looking out of the window, she saw the
landscape slowly moving as the train gathered speed. Hermione Granger. Granger. she really couldn't
use that last name anymore. The truth was that Hermione Granger was really Hermione Watson, the
heir to the Watson family, the most richest, most powerful wizard family in the wizarding world.
Hermione had been shipped off when she had been born, to live with her temporary parents. Her real
family decided they would call Hermione when she was ready for the real world. That had been this
past summer . . .
*~*~*~*~flash back~*~*~///
Hermione had just gotten home from her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when she was greeted by a man who looked like her and a woman with the same messy hair and wide smile that she had. The man introduced himself as Arnold Watson and his wife Catlena Watson. After a long talk, Arnold looked at his wife, who nodded and then looked back at Hermione, and spoke.
"Hermione honey, the reason we're here is because we came to talk to you...."she paused and took a slow breath, ".... to tell you that we are your real parents." She then launched into full detail about why they had sent Hermione to live with muggles, and so on and so fourth. After explaining everything, Arnold then sat quietly, looking at his daughter. Hermione just looked at the two people and smiled. Both parents just sat there, shocked. Hermione on the other hand, had known all along. Her muggle parents had informed her when she was younger, so this sudden visit was no surprise. Hermione got up off the couch and walked over to her real parents and hugged them both. Arnold smiled bad smiled back and asked Hermione if she wanted to stay there or go to live with her real parents. Hermione then turned around and looked at her muggle parents said a soft "bye" and looked back at Arnold who smiled and then looked at Catlena who had tears in her eyes and was smiling wide. After that, they moved Hermione's belongings, which were already packed, and magically sent them to the mansion. Then, using floo powder, went to the mansion where Hermione started her new life.
*~*~*~*~*~*~end flash back*~*~*~**~/////
Now, Hermione was on her way back to Hogwarts for her seventh year of training. Over the summer, Hermione had gone through a change inside and out. She had tamed her hair so now it laid long and flat with a natural brown shine down her back. She had bought all new clothes and so she wore a short plaid mini skirt and a tight white blouse. She had grown over the years so her legs were
long and looked silky white. Her entire personality had changed as well. She was still smart, but
her attitude was different. Some would say she had become a stuck up snob. With all her money,
she had gone through elegant classes and learned to be quite stuck up. Ron and Harry were still
her friends, but weren't as close. Now she was headed back to Hogwarts, and to a whole new adventure of love
The train was soon going to stopping at Hogsmeade Station, so Hermione decided to change into her
school robes. She had the maids do a few alterations to them so her skirt was shorter and her blouse
had no sleeves. While she was bending over pulling up her robes, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
" Well Granger, looks like someone got some fashion sense over the summer." the cold icy drawl
could only come form on person. Turning slowly, Hermione was met by the cold gray eyes of her
enemy.
" Malfoy. I didn't expect you to have a sudden interest in me. And it isn't Granger
any more it's...... Watson." she saw the sudden change cross Draco's's face immediately and smiled with delight to have surprised him. Turing back around she continued to get ready into her school robes, while Draco stood stunned. finally finding his voice he spoke. " Well it looks like Mudblood isn't a muggle after all... more fun for me." there was a hint of huskiness in his voice which made Hermione turn around and stare. Draco now had a look of pure sexual hunger on his face as he continued to look at Hermione form top to bottom. Hermione took a step forward and still closer until she was inches from Draco. Hermione had always had a secret crush on Draco. She always noticed the way his pale blonde hair was slicked back, how his cold eyes, were a blue gray colour. He stood only four inches taller than her and still she stared into his eyes.
Then suddenly, Malfoy stepped forward into the compartment. Closing the doors behind him, he pulled out his wand, and muttered a few words which locked the doors and sound proofed the compartment. He then put his wand away and slid his left arm around Hermione's back and pulled her closer, closing the gap between their bodies and slowly his head lowered and his lips descend onto hers. He was soft and slow, only letting their
lips touch at first. Then he tightened his grip and his right arm came and wrapped around her back.
Hermione's arms wrapped around Draco's neck, and pulled his head closer. She opened her lips slightly, and Draco took advantage of this and led his tongue into her mouth. His tongue massaged hers while he held tightly onto her. Then there was a quiet knocking at the door and the two looked hastily to see the source of the noise. There were Ron and Harry, banging on the door with their fists and kicking at it at the same time. They stopped and stared tight lipped at Hermione and Draco. Ron's face had turned a bright red colour.