Hermione a Riddle? No, She Can't Be? - Chapter One: Changes
It all started out as a normal day for Hermione Granger. She woke up at eight in the morning, brushed her teeth, got dressed, and went down into her kitchen to eat breakfast. She had her usual two pieces of toast with raspberry jam. Then she caught up on some of her last minute reading to do before she goes back to school, which was the next day.
Hermione had gotten everything ready for school the week before. She was also rewarded the honor of being Head Girl. She knew that the Head Boy wasn't Harry or Ron and was dying to figure out who it could have possibly been.
She continued on with her reading. Her parents then entered the family room. Hermione looked up and smiled, but she then turned her smile into a frown. Her parents looked very nervous for some reason. She started feeling this uneasy vibe.
"Is something wrong?" Hermione asked with a raise of her brow.
"Nothing is wrong; we just wanted to tell you something. Something that we have been keeping from you for a long time," her father explained. Her mother nodded her head in agreement.
"Well, what is it then?" Hermione asked calmly.
"Err... well, maybe we should," her mother tapped her forehead with her finger, "before we tell her."
Her father agreed and they took their wands out. At the same time, Hermione's parents tapped their foreheads three times with their wands. While tapping their head, they were saying something that for once in her life, Hermione didn't understand.
A big cloud of smoke filled the room. Hermione started to cough and wave away the smoke with her hand. The grey smoke started to disappear. Her parents had turned into their "true" selves.
Instead of her mother's hair being a light-brown color it turned into this jet black color and became a foot longer than what it was. Her mother's eyes became a very dark, almost black color. They looked nothing like what they used to look like. They used to be as green as spring with love and warmth in them. Now, now they were very dark and cold like winter with no happiness in them. Her skin wasn't as tan and lively as it was. Her skin was so pale, she looked like a ghost.
Her father's hair was now short and messy. It was also very dark, but more on the brown side. His eyes, his eyes were the most peculiar color. First they were a very joyful chocolate color. Now they were a very dark green. They expressed no emotion what so ever. His eyes also had evil and hatred in them, although you couldn't see it, but you would know it was there. All you had to do was look at the expressions on his also very pale and ghostly skinned face.
Hermione was baffled at the sight she saw in front of her. She knew exactly who she saw in front of her, or at least she knew who her father was. She definitely didn't like who he was. So many thoughts rushed into her head all at once. She started to get dizzy and she passed out and fell right onto the floor...
Hmm... I wonder who her parents could be? Oh well, find out in the next chapter!
A.N- Lady-Blackness and myself are co-writing this fic... so bare with us if you don't get the chapters in a few days! Hope ya liked it
