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The bloodcurling scream that came from Hermione's mouth brought all the occupants of the Weasley household rushing into the living room. They saw some strange girl lying on the floor, Hermione missing, and Ginny holding a mirror with a horrified but amazed look on her face. As soon as she realized that her whole family plus Harry were staring at her. She quickly opened her mouth to say something but it seems that several of the others had the same idea.
"I didn't do it!" Ginny shouted
"Where is Hermione?" Mrs. Weasley said frantically, looking for any sign of Hermione
"Who's that hot girl on the floor?" asked Ron, earning him an elbowing from Harry as to remind Ron that he still had a girlfriend.
The sudden burst of noise startled the other few that hadn't said anything. Harry analyzed the scene before him; nothing seemed to make sense yet. So he decided to ask Ginny what she knew since she was the only one present in the room before they all came.
"Ginny" he slowly started "Do you know what happened? You were in here before all of us." Ginny smiled, she seemed to be enjoying the attention, when you live in a house with 6 other people you don't get much. She nodded her head, and sat on the couch, the rest of them just stood there with their mouths hanging slightly open.
"Well, I was walking down the stairs, and I saw this strange girl that didn't look like Hermione on the couch. She must have just woken up because she sat right up and started feeling her neck and looking down at her hands, with a weird expression on her face. So I asked who she was, because she was obviously not Hermione. And she told me she was, I didn't believe her because even Hermione couldn't change her looks that well, especially when she hadn't moved from the couch all night. But I didn't know who else it could be so I asked her something that only Hermione could know my middle name. She's the only one out of the family to know it, and she got it right. So she was all confused about why I asked her who she was, and I told her she looked different. So I got a mirror for her and when she looked into it she screamed, causing you all to come here, and fainted right before you all arrived." She took a deep breath, seeing as how she hadn't stopped once during that entire speech. If anything had changed it was that all their mouths were open a little further looking back and forth between Hermione and Ginny.
"Well Ginny dear, anyone could have found out your middle name if they really tried." Mrs. Weasley still wasn't convinced that that girl on the floor was Hermione Granger. There was no way. Hermione began to stir from all the noise, and opened her eyes blinking hard a few times to see clearer. The whole Weasley family and Harry were all standing there looking down at her. She looked down at her hand that was still clutching the envelope, and remembered the dream and everything. She stood up as quick as she could.
"I need to see Dumbledore, right away" she started heading towards the fireplace, but Harry caught her arm.
"What form does my anigamus take" Hermione gave him a threatening look; no one was supposed to know that her Harry and Ron had learned how to do it. "Only Ron and Hermione know this" he added as an afterthought. Right, right the appearance thing, they must be wondering who I am she thought.
"Wolf, you become a wolf." She answered, and as for proof for the rest of the family He slowly took on his wolf form. Fred and George, who had kept silent the entire time, finally spoke up. They looked at her in admiration.
"How did you do that to yourself?" they both asked "If we knew the potion or whatever you used to do that we could make a ton of money selling candy that could change your appearance." Hermione grinned at them.
"I don't know to be honest, but as soon as I find out I'll tell you. That's why I've got to go to Dumbledore." Before anyone else could ask her another question she bolted over to the fireplace grabbed Floo Powder shouted her destination, and was gone. Leaving Fred and George with amused expressions, and the rest of them with looks of awe. Hermione Granger sure had a habit of leaving people in states of shock.
Professore Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, looking at a new Chocolate frog card that had just come out with Sirius's picture on it. He smiled to himself. He himself loved being on the chocolate frog card, in fact he loved anything sweet in general. He was thinking that he should go buy that new candy that Fred and George created that turns your hair different colors, he was just about to put the rest of his candy in his Secret drawer where he kept all of his candy, when he heard someone stumbling out of his fireplace, and yelling his name. A girl he had never seen before came walking up to his desk, with a distressed look on her face. She wiped some soot off her nose, and sat down.
"Can I help you" he asked politely he looked at the girl through his half moon glasses.
"Oh Professor Dumbledore!" she cried "I'm so confused I don't know what to do…" she would've kept rambling if he had not put up a hand, quieting her. That voice sounded so familiar but he couldn't tell from where.
"Forgive me, but I don't think we've met, who might you be?" she gave an exasperated sigh.
"Of course, this appearance thing" she mumbled to herself. "Professor, it's me, Hermione." She thrust the letter onto his desk, and after a moment of silence she spoke again.
"What aren't you going to start asking me questions that only Hermione knows the answer to? No one else believed me when I told them." Dumbledore kept his steady gaze upon her, and his Eye caught on a tattoo circling her upper right arm. His heart leapt.
"No, I believe you Ms. Granger" there was a strange twinkle in his eye. Hermione hated not knowing. "Please, a moment" he said picking up the letter. Hermione sat in her seat fidgeting, waiting for the answers. Dumbledore had a faint smile on his face, and when he put down the letter she couldn't hold it anymore and burst out with questions.
"Dumbledore, what is this all about? These two strange people gave it to me in a dream, who were they, and what happened to me?" she paused for a moment "Oh yeah they gave me this too" she said while fingering the necklace around her neck.
"Where to start?"
"Well usually the beginning is a good place sir." She was getting quite restless.
"Right you are. Well that's where I should start. The 2 people in your dream, they were your parents" she stopped him.
"No they weren't, I think I know what my parents look like"
"Let me explain, this will go a lot quicker if you don't interrupt, let me explain everything and then you can ask me as many questions as you want." She nodded her head in reply looking annoyed, but attentive. "the people in the dream wereYour real parents" he continued. "That vial around your neck contains the blood of merlin, only those who have his blood flowing in their veins can wear that necklace, without getting burned." Her eyes widened a little "This means, that you are the last blood relative of Merlin, we thought your father was the last one, but now that we've found you, we know otherwise. Merlin as you may already know was a very powerful wizard, with a lot of extraordinary powers, such as Reading minds, Telekinesis , going invisible in times of great need, Going back in time" with that bit of information Her eyes grew wide again, she looked as if she was scheming something. "But you can only go back and change events if it hasn't been over 24 hours. So I'm afraid you can't go back and change your adoptive parent's destiny." She looked up in surprise wondering how he knows that's what she was thinking. "Of course there are rules to all of those powers, which you will learn in your training. But anyway, in case you were wondering the Grangers did not know you were adopted. Your parents were both wanted by Voldemort very much but they never came to him, they resisted him. In fact they were working on some Light magic spells that would weaken his powers. Because at this point in time he had a shield over him that would protect him from any dark magic such as the killing curse. They were hoping that if they weakened him enough they'd be able to kill him. Unfortunately their research was never finished. They wanted to protect you, so they found a muggle couple who had just lost their baby girl, and replaced her with you, of course modifying everyone's memories. They put concealment charms on you so you would look how their own daughter would look. A week after that they were killed by Deatheaters, who learned of their plans. Now it seems that the concealment charm has worn off, because the Grangers are dead. You need them alive to keep the charm going." Hermione was in awe of what she just learned, she, Hermione granger was the last blood relative to Merlin! She had to pinch her self a few times to make sure that this wasn't a dream. She looked up at Dumbledore who looked very happy as well, and she timidly asked.
"You said I'm going to be trained in my powers. Who will train me?"
"Why, who else would be qualified but your father." She gave him a look like he was insane.
"But he's dead you said so yourself." He chuckled.
"I did say that didn't I? But he's going to train you through your dreams, don't worry you'll remember everything in the morning."
"Oh, wow." She laughed "sorry this is a lot to take in."
"I'm sure it is, is there anything else you'd like to ask me before we discuss other matters?" she wondered what those other matters were but she did have a question so she asked.
"What are these marks?" she pointed to her arm and bellybutton.
"Ah, well the one on your arm, every relative to Merlin has that. It's written in his own secret language but I believe it says A red river of power pumps into your heart, You are destined for greatness, if good and evil don't tear you apart." She gasped
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Relatives to Merlin have always been an asset to their side because of their powers often times like in your fathers case they are killed if they don't choose the dark side. which I believe brings us to your other mark. The sun representing good the moon representing evil. As soon as Voldemort knows who you are he'll want you. You can either go with a fight and be tortured or willingly go. Your heart will be torn in two because you'll be living a lie. If I assume correctly you don't want to be a deatheater, but soon there will be no escaping that. So you can do something else and make your time at those meetings worthwhile. I'm speaking of being a spy. So basically you'll be living half in the light and half in the dark. It's a dangerous business, but it benefits us greatly. It is up to you what you want. But you won't be alone. We already have another student here being trained to be a spy."
"Ha" she laughed aloud "so I have two sets of parents that are both dead, both by the same person. I guess that's a good a reason as any to want to kill that bastard, and If I can do that by becoming a spy I'll do it." She felt a wave of confidence run through her, but at the same time she was angrier than she had ever been. She couldn't describe how much she wanted Voldemort dead. Dumbledore interrupted her angry thoughts by giving a clap of his hands
"This is wonderful, I believe both of your trainings will start tonight one with Professor Snape in the Potions room at 7, right after dinner, and one with your father, but it won't matter much because you'll be sleeping, I'll get a house elf to gather your things from the burrow. Let me show you your room."
On the way to the portrait of the 4 founders he explained to her everything else she wanted to know. He also informed her that this would be her room for the year, because she was going to be head girl. Hermione was thrilled with this information. He said the password and said goodbye. Hermione walked into the room and gasped in surprise, her reaction was much like Draco's when he came in for the first time. She explored a little, and went up to her room. Her room was just as great as everything else. One whole wall behind her bed was a window. She had a humongous 4 poster bed with a red down comforter, and the canopy above her was bewitched to show the stars. There was a great big desk, with a tiny book shelf, and a little rocking chair in a corner. she lay down on her bed thinking. So much had happened in the past 2 days. She didn't know what to think of it all, it was almost too much to handle. Her life had taken a complete turn; time would tell whether it would be for the better or for the worse. She didn't think for very long because sleep had taken her over. She was almost disappointed when no father came to visit her.
When Draco Malfoy stepped into his common room holding his broom stick and attempting to fix his messy hair. He noticed two things. The room was no longer sporting all slytherin colors. Some couches were green with Gold pillows, and other couches were red with silver pillows. The rest of the room was in those colors too. Second there was a black grand piano sitting in one of the corners (for Hermione of course). What is going on he thought? He let the thought slip out of his mind as he found a good book, and sat down to read. At around 4:30 he heard some movement upstairs, he got his wand ready just in case. He watched, as the third door opened, and a stunningly beautiful girl walked out, and into the bathroom. He wondered who she was, and if she was staying here did that mean that she was head girl and she was going to be living with him for the whole year? He certainly hoped so, he couldn't start reading again so instead he waited. She apparently still didn't notice him when she walked out of the bathroom in a towel her hair dripping and back into her room. He waited and waited and waited, then finally she came out, and down the stairs, her eyes grew wide when she saw the piano. She still hadn't noticed Draco. She started to walk towards it, but a hand grabbed her arm from behind. She turned around and looked straight into a pair of stormy grey eyes that could only belong to one person Draco Malfoy. She was about to tell him to get off her but he had already began to talk. Turning on his charm he started.
"Hello, I don't believe we've met" He held out a hand, and Hermione reluctantly took it. She was trying her hardest to stifle a laugh; wait until he finds out it's me! "I'm Draco Malfoy, 7th year Slytherin, and" Puffing out his chest "Head boy" Hermione smiled at him
"That's wonderful! I'm Head girl." She started to walk away again but he remembered he hadn't caught her name, and he wasn't going to let her get away this easily.
"Wait, I don't believe I caught your name." Hermione stopped walking, turned around and smirked.
"Three guesses Ferret boy" Draco turned very pale as realization hit him.
"Granger?"
"Ding ding ding! You win the grand prize" she said sarcastically. He looked her up and down once more. I need to get my eyes checked he thought. This certainly isn't Granger.
"What the hell did you do to yourself? It takes a very very talented wizard to make appearance changes like that, you may be the top of our class, but not even you could pull that off." She laughed.
"Why do you care Malfoy? All you've done for the past 6 years is insult me, what makes you think I'm going to tell you all of a sudden? And please do me the favor of tearing your eyes off my boobs" Draco looked very taken aback.
"Give whoever did it my compliments, it must have taken an eternity to make you into this, you were so ugly before." He was trying to think of a good insult but he just couldn't. she was the girl that changed everything for him, and besides he was having a very hard time listening to his head because his dick was trying so hard to take over.
"I'll take that as a compliment Malfoy, You said I was ugly, as in past tense, which must mean I'm gorgeous now, and I know I'm right I know how to read body language." She looked down at Draco. Draco felt himself Blush, damnit Granger he thought. Hermione continued on towards the piano, she played beautifully. He sat there and listened and read. She realized it was almost 6 and got up to get to dinner. She walked by the couches and noticed Draco was still there, and Curiosity got the better of her.
"what are you doing here anyway? Did Daddy kick you out?" Draco was trying his hardest not to get angry, and felt a brilliant comeback coming, he was going to use her own words to slap her in the face.
"Why do you care Granger, You haven't cared for the last 6 years, what makes you think I'm going to tell you all of a sudden" he said while mimicking her voice. Ha victory he thought, but he felt it slip through his fingers as she spoke again.
"Nice to see ya still have fight in ya:" Damn, its gonna be harder to get to her this year. Draco wondered why she was here, but then it all came flooding back to him. It still didn't make sense though, he was sure the Weasels would have offered her a place to stay. But he thought no more of that when he heard his stomach growl. Draco loved food, and when his stomach talked he listened so he made his way to the great hall.
Hey guys! I had fun writing this! I think Draco is hilarious, but anyway please review I wanna know what you think!!! Please please please! Next chapter they start training, and they have a talk to try to sort some things out. do you like the twist I put to it?
