I've Been Living A Lie
~* Hi, this is going to be my first Draco/Hermione fic, it's also the 3rd FanFic I'm writing, so it might be a while for chapters to come out as I'm writing two others! Sorry if it starts off a bit boring, but it gets better! *~
Disclaimer ---- The Harry Potter characters belong to J.K Rowling, but I've made up some along the way!
Chapter 1 ~ Who Am I?
Hermione woke one morning of the summer holidays only to find a snowy owl sitting on her window sill. She immediately recognised the owl as Hedwig, her best friend Harry Potter's owl. She got out of bed and opened the window. Hedwig flapped her large wings and landed on Hermione's shoulder, sticking her leg out so that she could take the letter off. Hermione unrolled the piece of parchment, noticing Harry's scruffy handwriting.
Dear Hermione,
How has your summer been? I'm sorry I haven't written earlier, but the Dursleys wouldn't allow me to let Hedwig out of her cage. By the way, I'm at Ron's place now for the rest of the summer.
We are going to Diagon Alley on August the 19th. If you can come, we'll meet you outside Florish and Blotts.
Hope to see you then!
Love Harry.
Hermione read and re-read Harry's letter. She had been longing for some contact from either one of her best friends, but somehow, now that she'd gotten a letter, she wasn't so sure. Hermione grabbed a quill (she always kept 2 or 3 handy), and started to write a reply to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I'll try to be at Diagon Alley, but I can't make any promises.
I've been having a great summer, sorry about the Dursleys, but it's good that you're at Ron's place now.
Well, if I don't see you at Diagon Alley, I'll be sure to see you on the Hogwarts Express.
Love Hermione.
Hermione tied her letter to Hedwig's outstretched leg, and sent the snowy owl on her way. Crookshanks jumped up onto Hermione's bed and started purring.
'Are you hungry?' She asked the ginger cat, and gave her a scratch behind the ears. 'Come on then, we'll go get breakfast.' Hermione opened the door and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
Her parents were both in the kitchen. Mr Granger was reading the daily newspaper, while Mrs Granger was cooking breakfast.
'Morning Hermione.' Mrs Granger said.
'Morning.' Hermione replied, and went to the cupboard to get Crookshanks some breakfast. Mr Granger sneezed, he was allergic to cats.
'Hermione, can't you keep that thing in your room?' He said, wiping his eyes with a handkerchief.
'Sorry dad, she was hungry.' Hermione put down a saucer of milk and some cat food for her cat. Crookshanks meowed in thanks and dug in. Hermione took her usual seat at the table, across from her dad, to wait for breakfast.
'Mum, dad, I got an owl from Harry this morning, he wants to know if I can meet him and Ron in Diagon Alley on the 19th of August.' Hermione said.
'But Hermione, that's this weekend!' Her mother said, almost burning the bacon.
'Yeah, so can I?' Hermione pleaded.
'Well, I suppose, but Hermione, there's something we'd like to tell you, and we believe that now, you're old enough to handle it.' Mrs Granger said, looking sad.
'What?' Hermione asked, swallowing a mouthfull of toast.
'Well, honey, this may not be easy for you to take in, but -' Mr Granger started, but was interrupted by Mrs Granger, who continued.
'Oh Hermione! You're adopted!' Mrs Granger burst into a fit of tears.
'We couldn't have children of our own, your mother's infertile, so we adopted you.' Mr Granger said sadly. Hermione was shocked.
'So, are my birth parents wizard and witch? That would explain it! Why I'm a witch.' Hermione was pleased to hear that Malfoy could no longer say anything bad against her for being muggle-born, but at the same time, knowing that her mum and dad weren't her real birth parents.
'We have reason to believe that they were witch and wizard, Hermione.' Mrs Granger said between sobs.
'Were?' Hermione questioned, 'Does that mean they're .' She trailed off.
'Dead, yes Hermione, they're dead. They were killed by a wizard, and a mighty powerfull one at that.' Mr Granger said sadly. 'I'm sorry Hermione, but, we didn't want you to live in an orphanage, and your Aunt and Uncle already had to burden your brother .'
'I have a brother?' Hermione was shocked.
'Yes dear, you have a brother.' Mrs Granger said.
'Who? Where? Where is he? Do I know him? Is he a wizard?' Hermione wanted to know everything possible about her brother.
'I'm sorry Hermione, but all we know is that you are unidentical twins.' Mrs Granger told her. This came as a real shock to Hermione, she almost fell off her chair.
'Twin? I have a twin? Why didn't you tell me sooner?' Hermione asked.
'How could we? Trish and I didn't think you'd be able to cope with this at such a young age.' Mr Granger said, he sneezed again as Crookshanks walked past him.
'You could have had the decency to tell me, I mean, a brother, a TWIN brother!' Hermione got to thinking, who did she know, who might be her brother? 'Do you know my real parents names?'
'No, sorry Hermione, we don't, but we could give you the adoption agency's number so you could find out, not like it would help much as they're dead.' Mrs Granger said.
'Give me the number.'
'Alright.' Mr Granger grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a number down. Hermione snatched it up and ran to the phone. She hastily dialled the number.
'Hello Klayten Adoption Clinic, how may I help you?' A lady answered the phone.
'Hi, my name is Hermione Granger, well, Granger isn't actually my last name, I was adopted 15 years ago, by Paul and Trish Granger. I was just wondering, do you have my birth parents on file?'
'Hmmm, let's see, Paul and Trish Granger, YES! Here we are, you were adopted on the 6th August, birthday, 1st July, birth parents, James and Lily Potter. I hope that helps ma'am.' Hermione hung up the phone. She sat down on the floor, hard. That meant, that Harry was her brother! Oh my God! Hermione thought, this couldn't be happening. Her adoption parents walked into the room.
'Love, did you find out who your birth parents are?' Mr Granger asked. Hermione looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
'Harry Potter is my brother.' She said, before fainting.
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~* What do you think so far? I'm sorry if I got the date wrong, I can't remember when Harry's birthday is, but just let me know if it's not the 1st of July, thanks lots! I'll try to have another chapter up soon. *~
~Please be sure to check out my other Fic's (if you like this one, and even if you don't like this one!). They're called "Even When There's No Way, There's Always A Will" & "Under False Circumstances". Thanks~
~Gryffindor Gal~
~* Hi, this is going to be my first Draco/Hermione fic, it's also the 3rd FanFic I'm writing, so it might be a while for chapters to come out as I'm writing two others! Sorry if it starts off a bit boring, but it gets better! *~
Disclaimer ---- The Harry Potter characters belong to J.K Rowling, but I've made up some along the way!
Chapter 1 ~ Who Am I?
Hermione woke one morning of the summer holidays only to find a snowy owl sitting on her window sill. She immediately recognised the owl as Hedwig, her best friend Harry Potter's owl. She got out of bed and opened the window. Hedwig flapped her large wings and landed on Hermione's shoulder, sticking her leg out so that she could take the letter off. Hermione unrolled the piece of parchment, noticing Harry's scruffy handwriting.
Dear Hermione,
How has your summer been? I'm sorry I haven't written earlier, but the Dursleys wouldn't allow me to let Hedwig out of her cage. By the way, I'm at Ron's place now for the rest of the summer.
We are going to Diagon Alley on August the 19th. If you can come, we'll meet you outside Florish and Blotts.
Hope to see you then!
Love Harry.
Hermione read and re-read Harry's letter. She had been longing for some contact from either one of her best friends, but somehow, now that she'd gotten a letter, she wasn't so sure. Hermione grabbed a quill (she always kept 2 or 3 handy), and started to write a reply to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I'll try to be at Diagon Alley, but I can't make any promises.
I've been having a great summer, sorry about the Dursleys, but it's good that you're at Ron's place now.
Well, if I don't see you at Diagon Alley, I'll be sure to see you on the Hogwarts Express.
Love Hermione.
Hermione tied her letter to Hedwig's outstretched leg, and sent the snowy owl on her way. Crookshanks jumped up onto Hermione's bed and started purring.
'Are you hungry?' She asked the ginger cat, and gave her a scratch behind the ears. 'Come on then, we'll go get breakfast.' Hermione opened the door and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
Her parents were both in the kitchen. Mr Granger was reading the daily newspaper, while Mrs Granger was cooking breakfast.
'Morning Hermione.' Mrs Granger said.
'Morning.' Hermione replied, and went to the cupboard to get Crookshanks some breakfast. Mr Granger sneezed, he was allergic to cats.
'Hermione, can't you keep that thing in your room?' He said, wiping his eyes with a handkerchief.
'Sorry dad, she was hungry.' Hermione put down a saucer of milk and some cat food for her cat. Crookshanks meowed in thanks and dug in. Hermione took her usual seat at the table, across from her dad, to wait for breakfast.
'Mum, dad, I got an owl from Harry this morning, he wants to know if I can meet him and Ron in Diagon Alley on the 19th of August.' Hermione said.
'But Hermione, that's this weekend!' Her mother said, almost burning the bacon.
'Yeah, so can I?' Hermione pleaded.
'Well, I suppose, but Hermione, there's something we'd like to tell you, and we believe that now, you're old enough to handle it.' Mrs Granger said, looking sad.
'What?' Hermione asked, swallowing a mouthfull of toast.
'Well, honey, this may not be easy for you to take in, but -' Mr Granger started, but was interrupted by Mrs Granger, who continued.
'Oh Hermione! You're adopted!' Mrs Granger burst into a fit of tears.
'We couldn't have children of our own, your mother's infertile, so we adopted you.' Mr Granger said sadly. Hermione was shocked.
'So, are my birth parents wizard and witch? That would explain it! Why I'm a witch.' Hermione was pleased to hear that Malfoy could no longer say anything bad against her for being muggle-born, but at the same time, knowing that her mum and dad weren't her real birth parents.
'We have reason to believe that they were witch and wizard, Hermione.' Mrs Granger said between sobs.
'Were?' Hermione questioned, 'Does that mean they're .' She trailed off.
'Dead, yes Hermione, they're dead. They were killed by a wizard, and a mighty powerfull one at that.' Mr Granger said sadly. 'I'm sorry Hermione, but, we didn't want you to live in an orphanage, and your Aunt and Uncle already had to burden your brother .'
'I have a brother?' Hermione was shocked.
'Yes dear, you have a brother.' Mrs Granger said.
'Who? Where? Where is he? Do I know him? Is he a wizard?' Hermione wanted to know everything possible about her brother.
'I'm sorry Hermione, but all we know is that you are unidentical twins.' Mrs Granger told her. This came as a real shock to Hermione, she almost fell off her chair.
'Twin? I have a twin? Why didn't you tell me sooner?' Hermione asked.
'How could we? Trish and I didn't think you'd be able to cope with this at such a young age.' Mr Granger said, he sneezed again as Crookshanks walked past him.
'You could have had the decency to tell me, I mean, a brother, a TWIN brother!' Hermione got to thinking, who did she know, who might be her brother? 'Do you know my real parents names?'
'No, sorry Hermione, we don't, but we could give you the adoption agency's number so you could find out, not like it would help much as they're dead.' Mrs Granger said.
'Give me the number.'
'Alright.' Mr Granger grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a number down. Hermione snatched it up and ran to the phone. She hastily dialled the number.
'Hello Klayten Adoption Clinic, how may I help you?' A lady answered the phone.
'Hi, my name is Hermione Granger, well, Granger isn't actually my last name, I was adopted 15 years ago, by Paul and Trish Granger. I was just wondering, do you have my birth parents on file?'
'Hmmm, let's see, Paul and Trish Granger, YES! Here we are, you were adopted on the 6th August, birthday, 1st July, birth parents, James and Lily Potter. I hope that helps ma'am.' Hermione hung up the phone. She sat down on the floor, hard. That meant, that Harry was her brother! Oh my God! Hermione thought, this couldn't be happening. Her adoption parents walked into the room.
'Love, did you find out who your birth parents are?' Mr Granger asked. Hermione looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
'Harry Potter is my brother.' She said, before fainting.
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~* What do you think so far? I'm sorry if I got the date wrong, I can't remember when Harry's birthday is, but just let me know if it's not the 1st of July, thanks lots! I'll try to have another chapter up soon. *~
~Please be sure to check out my other Fic's (if you like this one, and even if you don't like this one!). They're called "Even When There's No Way, There's Always A Will" & "Under False Circumstances". Thanks~
~Gryffindor Gal~
