Hermione's Hair
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Janangel: I'm sorry that I haven't been updating, but I need to refer to HP books sometimes when I write the story and I couldn't bring them with me to Taiwan… Therefore, I wasn't able to write anything. But now I'm back and I'm ready to write again! Gomen nasai!
CHAPTER FOUR
Hermione was sitting with Harry and Ron in the Gryffindor common room. She may look absorbed in a new textbook, Primordial Elixirs and Serums, for Advance Potions, but Hermione was not reading the words on the page. Her mind was off thinking about something that her mom had told her before she had departed for Hogwart…
flashback
"Well, it's time for me to go! I can't wait to tell Professor Snape – " Hermione was cut off when she saw a weird expression on Mrs. Granger's face, as if Mrs. Granger wanted to tell her something significant but didn't know how to phrase it verbally. Hermione reached out her right hand for one of her mom's arms.
"Mom?" Hermione questioned softly, her eyes watched Mrs. Granger uncertainly. Mrs. Granger snapped out of her weird expression and wore a serious face as she spoke quietly, so inaudibly that the people around them on the platform would not be able to overhear them.
"Honey…there is something I haven't told you before. You time…is impending. It's a matter of time that you'll…so it's best that I tell you now so that you won't freak out when it happens…" Mrs. Granger said this in a rushed whisper, her eyes darting around every so often. Hermione was utterly perplexed.
"Mom, w-what are you talking about? My time? Why will I freak out…what's going to happen to me?" Hermione's voice shook a little and her hands trembled.
"Oh, I forgot! I haven't told you about the Granger line…" Mrs. Granger said, and silently berated herself for frightening her daughter. Giving Hermione a reassuring smile, Mrs. Granger began.
"W-ell…as you know, the Granger lineage contained no blood of wizards or witches, but what you do not know is that…" Mrs. Granger paused for a moment and dropped her voice an octave lower. "The blood of the Granger carried the gene of a Seraph..."
Hermione's eyes widened and whispered in astonishment.
"Cherub blood…?"
Mrs. Granger nodded and continued.
"Exactly."
"So what? What's going to happen to me?" Hermione asked urgently.
"I'm getting to it, Hermione. And stop fidgeting or else I'm going to forget what your father had told me to tell you before he'd passed away.
"The Seraph gene within you will gradually affect your outward appearance…I don't know how much, but, as you can see, the process had already begun. Your skin was paler than before you went tanning, though that's not the major issue…The thing is, on a full moon about four months after your seventeenth birthday, which will be around this year's Christmas, the gene of Seraph in you blood will be activated, and your father said that – that you will have wings…Of course, the metamorphosis will only happen once in a quarter of a year on a full moon. I just want to warn you beforehand so that you won't get freaked out when you, you know,…developed wings for a night."
end flashback
'I haven't told Harry or Ron yet…I don't know if I should tell them…maybe I should see Professor Dumbledore and ask him about this issue…" Mentally nodding to herself, Hermione exited the common room. Her departure went unnoticed by her two best friends, who were playing a furious game of chess and engrossed in a Quidditch conversation.
Arriving at the Headmaster's office, Hermione got the password right on her first guess, which was pretty obvious, being that it's one of Dumbledore's favorite types of candy.
"Lemondrop!" She said loudly and her voice echoed through the empty hall. The door swung opened and Hermione went inside.
Professor Dumbledore was not present, however, and, to her amazement, the brooding Potion master was standing quietly in the corner with his face slightly contorted, as if he was in pain, and he was clutching to his left arm where, as Hermione assumed, his Dark Mark was engraved. He didn't seem to notice her until she touched his shoulder with the tips of her finger.
Professor Snape jumped before turning around. His eyes narrowed as he looked angrily down at Hermione, who didn't look afraid at all.
"Professor, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to surprise you...um...are you ok?" Hermione questioned worriedly, her eyes glued to his arm. Severus Snape quickly stood up straight, ignoring the pain in his left arm sneered, but said nothing.
Hermione sighed and was going to ask Professor Snape where is Professor Dumbledore when she suddenly remembered she had something to tell Severus Snape.
"Professor?" Hermione said timidly.
"What is it, Miss Granger?" Severus Snape asked, slightly irritated.
"There's something important that you should know..." Hermione paused, and seeing that she had captured the Potion master's full attention, she continued, "...You're mother is Rosalyn Snape. She's a muggle and my mom's best friend."
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