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OF TRUTH AND ICE-CREAM

'Diagon Alley,' Hermione thought, 'Merlin, it's good to be back here.' She was standing outside of Flourish and Blotts holding two bags of things that she had just bought to start the new school year. Looking around, she spotted Ginny Weasley talking to Luna Lovegood. She was so glad that Ginny and Luna were there as they were two of her best friends and she had so much to tell them both.

"Ginny!" she called. Ginny didn't seem to hear and just kept chatting animatedly with Luna. She ran over to their table at Florean Fortescue's Ice-cream parlour. "Ginevera and Luna! I have so much to tell you both!"

"Really?" asked Ginny, standing up and embracing Hermione in a hug, "The three of us have so much to talk about. Hey, 'Mione, have you heard about Angenica Prewett finally coming in contact with her daughter?" she asked, pointing at the front page of Witch Weekly Magazine.

"Er, actually, that's one of the things I wanted to talk to you about," Hermione said nervously as she sat down at the table.

"What do you mean?" asked Luna, dreamy expression still on her face.

"What I mean," Hermione said slowly, "Is that um, well, let's just say, you know her fairly well."

"Huh?" said Ginny looking confused and skeptical, "We know her?"

"As I said, you know her fairly well," replied Hermione, not seeing the handsome, young, blonde man that sat down at the table next to theirs.

"Hermione Jane Granger, what the bloody hell do you mean by that?" exclaimed Ginny, her ears going crimson at the tips, like they always did when she was angry or frustrated.

"What I mean is-and you'd better not tell Ron or Harry this-I mean that I'm, well, I'm not the same Hermione that I thought I was. Ginny, Luna, I'm not Hermione Granger. Hell, I'm not even a muggleborn. I am Hermione Jane P-Prewett, and I am a pureblood!" Hermione yelled out loud, not caring, or noticing who was watching. Ginny, Luna, and the blonde man at the next table were all staring, wide-eyed, at Hermione and were all confused as all hell by the declaration that she had just made.

DRACO'S POV
'Holy hell! Granger-I mean, Hermione-is a pureblood? Not only that, but she's a prewett! Merlin, I've never had a weirder day. Bloody fucking hell, nobody is ever gonna believe me about this one!' I was thinking as I watched Hermione intently as she got up and headed toward the Leakey Coulderon. "Well, it explains a lot, like the fact that she's always done well in lessons. Better than me, actually. She's brilliant! The smartest girl in school, most beautiful to-wait, why the hell am I thinking this?"

I shook my head to rid myself of these highly disturbing thoughts, gathered my parceles, and headed for the Leakey Coulderon to meet my mother.

"Narcissa, my dear, it is so good to see you again," said Angenica Prewett, standing up to greet her oldest-and dearest-friend from school. Even though they were in seperate houses-Narcissa in Slytherin and Angenica in Gryfindor-the two, plus Lily Evans, had remained close, almost inseperable.

"Angenica, it's been too long. About 18 years since we've seen each other, right? Last time I saw you was Draco's birth, wasn't it?" Narcissa said pulling Angenica into a short, tight embrace. "We haven't truly spoken since then. So, I hear you have reconnected with your daughter. She's nearly 17 now, is that correct?"

"Yes, I have. Daniel (A/Nin this story, that is Hermione's "real" father) and I decided that until her final year at Hogwarts-which she is now entering-she should live with muggles and learn their customs. Actually, the muggles that raised her were Lily's best non-magical friends. I met with them just before I gave birth and they willingly adopted her."

"That's wonderful! Oh, I must be going. I have to host the dreadful Malfoy family and Black family reunion this year," replied Narcissa as she got up, and, seeing Draco at the bar with his bags, she added, "Draco, darling, it's time to go. We have to set up for that horrific reunion."

Angenica hugged Narcissa once more, and, with a swish of her cloak, Narcissa had led Draco outside and disappeared into a highly decorated carriage.

A/NHere you go. Chapter two. you'll have to wait a while before you get anymore. Yes, upto chapter 7 is written, but I have to type it all up and that takes forever and a day. Happy Reading!

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