Title: Fulfilling it
Chapter: 3 – The truth
Author: paranoid-pen
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling, not me

"Hermione, Hermione..."came a voice in the distance

Hermione was left alone, standing on a dark alley. She felt a rush of cold air pass her and it send shivers down her spine. Where was she? Why was she there? One minuet, she was in her room, asleep and next, she was in a dark alley.

"Hermione, it's you..."

"Who are you?" Hermione asked in a shaky voice. "It's me, Rowena Ravenclaw..." the voice said as a figure appeared in front of her. It was of a beautiful lady dressed in white, light glowed around her, she was an angel.

"... It couldn't be, you are... one of the founders of Hogwarts." "Yes, I am." She smiled

"but what am I doing here? Is this just a dream?" Hermione asked. "A dream, but not any dream." Hermione looked at her, not believing, she was dreaming of meeting Rowena Ravenclaw?

"My dear, you are the heir of Ravenclaw, and the world needs you, I'm here to tell you that tomorrow, when you are awoken, you will find that, you have changed physically. Don't get too shocked though, it wouldn't be of help."

Hermione nodded her head.

"You have the power of fire, you, like your heart is full of warmth, my heir, think wisely, like what I always did and you will find that it is most important in your decisions, Think wisely and do what's right.. I'll be visiting you again. Good bye for now."

With that, she disappeared.

"Ringggggggg......." Hermione's alarmed clocked rang, it was the 1st of September, and it was finally time for her to return to school. Realizing what Rowena Ravenclaw had told her in her dreams; she got up and looked into the mirror. "oh-my-gosh" was all that could escape her mouth as she stared at herself in the mirror. Her hair had turned black with orange highlights. It flowed smoothly down her shoulders; her curves were finally showed as she stepped into womanhood.

She didn't quiet believe it was her reflection in the mirror. "What would I tell my friends, especially my parents." Then she thought again, maybe they had something that she needed to know. She quickly got into her clothes and ran down the stairs.

"Mom, Dad, I think there's something you would like to tell me!" She shouted as she ran into the kitchen. Her mother, who was holding on to a plate dropped it the moment she saw her daughter. What was happening?

"Mom, Dad, is there something that I do not know?" Hermione asked once more, looking sternly at them.

"Robert- I think it's time she is told of the truth." Emma finally spoke. Emma was Hermione's mother.

"Yes, Hermione dear, do you mind if you came over and have a sit." Her dad finally spoke.

Hermione walked towards the table and pulled out a chair.

"Well, you see, we are actually wizards. We came to hide in the muggle world because Voldermot was out to get us. We were the Potter's best friends and after James and Lily were murdered, we were told to hide in the muggle world."

"- and you never told me?" Hermione answered is a calm tone although tears were welling up in her eyes.

"We are sorry Hermione; we had to keep it a secret." Her mother walked over and comfort her.

"It's alright," Hermione said and excuse herself. How could they, didn't they know that how hurtful it was to be called a mudblood all these years, but she was glad that things were finally cleared and that she was a pureblood herself. Malfoy couldn't make fun of her anymore. The best thing was that she had made it as Head girl, her efforts were not wasted after all.