I don't own any of the original characters. Those all belong to J.K
Rowling!
"Hermione?" a voice called to her, waking her from the peaceful dream she had envisioned. The voice called again. Hermione Granger opened one hazel eye and peered at the culprit responsible for waking her.
"Mom? Why are you in here calling my name at five o' clock in the morning?" Hermione asked, throwing a quick glance at the bedside clock. She sat up and stretched her arms over her head. Mrs. Granger looked at her daughter fondly before sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"Hermione, I have something to tell you that I should have told you a very long time ago!" Her mother stated firmly before launching into this tale:
"About sixteen years ago, when you were only one years old, I was walking down the street. I saw a woman running towards me. She pushed a baby into my arms and said, 'Take care of my baby. She is Hermione Frost special to the fate of the Wizarding World. She is a Pureblooded Witch, and she is betrothed to Draco Adonis Malfoy.' She then turned and ran from me, leaving a tiny baby girl."
"I also changed your last name to mine." Her mother continued. "And I have raised you ever since. I wasn't ever going to tell you of you heritage, but I have been having strange dreams, containing your birth mother." She took a deep breath and pushed her curly light brown hair out of her eyes. "On the night of August 4th, you will change drastically in appearance, configuring yourself to your true form."
"Get out!" Hermione screamed at what she used to call her mother. Emily Granger nodded slightly and left the room, shutting the door softly. She analyzed all the things she had been told that night. She was Hermione Frost, a Pureblood, and worst of all; she was betrothed to Draco Malfoy!
"Kill me NOW!" She screeched into the breaking morning light. There was no way, absolutely no way that she was going to marry Malfoy. A sudden wave of drowsiness hit her and she fell into a deep sleep.
Hermione awoke at 8:00 on August 4th. She got up and inspected to changes she had made. Instead of medium brown hair, she had the darkest brown before black. Her muddy brown eyes were traded for the color of the ocean at daybreak. She was now a slim 5'9'' instead of a stocky 5'4''. Her tanned skin was now pale and blemish free. Obviously, she was a knockout. Her teeth were still straight and her eyes held a tinge of mystery about them.
"Mom, get up here now!" Hermione yelled loudly as the footfalls on the steps of the stairway neared her room. Emily opened the door and looked at the seemingly graceful girl on the bed. The girl stared, waiting for a comment to escape the confines of Emily Grangers lips.
"You look good Hermione," she said. "Mr. Lucius Malfoy will be here tomorrow at 1:00."
I don't own ANY of the original characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling!"
"Hermione?" a voice called to her, waking her from the peaceful dream she had envisioned. The voice called again. Hermione Granger opened one hazel eye and peered at the culprit responsible for waking her.
"Mom? Why are you in here calling my name at five o' clock in the morning?" Hermione asked, throwing a quick glance at the bedside clock. She sat up and stretched her arms over her head. Mrs. Granger looked at her daughter fondly before sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"Hermione, I have something to tell you that I should have told you a very long time ago!" Her mother stated firmly before launching into this tale:
"About sixteen years ago, when you were only one years old, I was walking down the street. I saw a woman running towards me. She pushed a baby into my arms and said, 'Take care of my baby. She is Hermione Frost special to the fate of the Wizarding World. She is a Pureblooded Witch, and she is betrothed to Draco Adonis Malfoy.' She then turned and ran from me, leaving a tiny baby girl."
"I also changed your last name to mine." Her mother continued. "And I have raised you ever since. I wasn't ever going to tell you of you heritage, but I have been having strange dreams, containing your birth mother." She took a deep breath and pushed her curly light brown hair out of her eyes. "On the night of August 4th, you will change drastically in appearance, configuring yourself to your true form."
"Get out!" Hermione screamed at what she used to call her mother. Emily Granger nodded slightly and left the room, shutting the door softly. She analyzed all the things she had been told that night. She was Hermione Frost, a Pureblood, and worst of all; she was betrothed to Draco Malfoy!
"Kill me NOW!" She screeched into the breaking morning light. There was no way, absolutely no way that she was going to marry Malfoy. A sudden wave of drowsiness hit her and she fell into a deep sleep.
Hermione awoke at 8:00 on August 4th. She got up and inspected to changes she had made. Instead of medium brown hair, she had the darkest brown before black. Her muddy brown eyes were traded for the color of the ocean at daybreak. She was now a slim 5'9'' instead of a stocky 5'4''. Her tanned skin was now pale and blemish free. Obviously, she was a knockout. Her teeth were still straight and her eyes held a tinge of mystery about them.
"Mom, get up here now!" Hermione yelled loudly as the footfalls on the steps of the stairway neared her room. Emily opened the door and looked at the seemingly graceful girl on the bed. The girl stared, waiting for a comment to escape the confines of Emily Grangers lips.
"You look good Hermione," she said. "Mr. Lucius Malfoy will be here tomorrow at 1:00."
I don't own ANY of the original characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling!"