nevermind x: wow thanks... Just so you know I've had this written for a long time, I've just been putting finishing touches to it so don't accuse me of not coming up with my own ideas for this is all came from my mind.
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Hermione sat down on the dark green sofa in the common room. She grabbed the first of her three letters and opened it. It was from her father.
Dear Hermione,
As you are seventeen I finally decided to tell you something very important about you. I did not want to tell you this face to face so I wrote it down in this letter. I am not your parent. Your true parents are Pierre and Elise Minogue. They are a pureblooded magical family. When you were a baby they were forced to give you to us so that they could protect you. Now that you are seventeen, you must now return to your birth family. All your things have been sent to the Minogue Manor. I love you Hermione and always will.
Dennis Granger
Hermione starred at the letter for a bit not believing what she just read. She quickly picked up the letter from the Minogues, her true family. She slid her finger under the seal and opened it up.
Dear Hermione,
As Dennis Granger told you in his letter, we are your real family. Yes, you are a pureblooded witch, not a muggleborn. We really look forward to seeing you over winter break! The reason we know we will see you then is because when you were just born you were bethrothed to a boy your age and it is planned that you marry him over winter break. This boy shall be telling you whom he is shortly.
We're sorry we're dumping all of this on you like this, but we must. We can't wait to see you!
With love,
Elise & Pierre Minogue
Hermione put down the letter in surprise. She was bethrothed? To who? She was about to go into her room and think when she remembered Draco's letter. She picked it up. His wonderful scent hit her and she grinned. Hermione opened up the letter and began reading it.
Dear Hermione, (You're probably tired of reading that)
By now you've read the letters from your parents and Dennis Granger. First of all I wanted to be the first one to say that I'm happy for you on discovering your real family and name. I know it'll be a life changing thing.
Now, about this bethrothed thing. Well guess what. I'm that lucky guy marrying you. I've loved you for years, just I never told you because I always thought you were a muggleborn and my father would never approve of something like that. I am so glad that you are a pureblood because now I can express my feelings for you. You know love is an interesting thing. It's uncontrollable and can never be predicted. Teenage hormones also are unpredictable but that's besides the point. All I can say is that I really hope you feel the same about me, but if you don't then I understand. I've been an ass towards you for the past six years and I don't really deserve your love, but still I can hope.
Loving you always,
Draco Malfoy
Hermione quickly stood up, grabbed all ehr letters and ran into her room. She put the letters on the desk and laid down on her bed. Soon afterwords she fell into a fitfull sleep.
Hermione woke up the next day early. Breakfast would start in ten minutes. No one would be there then so she decided that that was the best time. She changed into her uniform, did her hair and then put on a little makeup. Hermione walked out of her room and into the common toom when she noticed Draco nearly asleep.
"Draco," she walked over to the sofa and placed a hand on his shoulder. Automatically his eyes flew open and he pulled her into a minute long kiss. "Draco, stop. We need to talk. Come with me to breakfast."
"Ok," he said in a reluctant tone. "But first can we set up a schedule for whom bathes when? Do you want mornings or nights?"
"I'll take nights." They both got up and exited their common room. "There is so much to think about. First I find out I'm the daughter of the pureblood family the Minogues, then I find out I'm bethrothed and then I find out I'm bethrothed to you. All this is good, yes, but still, it's a lot."
"Ya, it was hard for me too. I only found out yesterday also." he admitted. They reached the Great Hall and found that except for a few first and second years and professors, they were the only ones there. Suddenly it hit him. "Shouldn't we tell Dumbledore to make all the teachers still call you a Granger? I'd bet you'd want to tell everyone about all this instead of them finding out by the teachers."
"Good point." They walked acroos the hall up to the teachers' table and in front of Dumbledore. "Proffesor, I'm betting you know all about my true family and my bethrothal to Draco. I was hoping you could have all the teachers still call me a Granger for I'd rather I tell people that I'm a Minogue and soon to be a Malfoy."
"Of course Ms Granger. I will make sure of this. I knew this would come soon and planned for it already." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.
"Thankyou," they turned around and walked out of the hall with only a piece of toast each just as more students filed in.