Disclaimer: I only own the plot. Nothing else. Inspiration came not only from the honorable JKR, but from Mists of Avalon and The Blue Sword.

Once in a Blue Moon Prologue: Looking Back on Finding Out

Hermione wouldn't call herself a Seer. Quite the opposite, she had always thought of Divination as a "woolly discipline." Professor Trelawney had only proven her theory. Trelawney had made only two real predictions in her life, both coincidentally involved Harry and death. No, Professor Trelawney's "Gift" was not what Hermione possessed.

Looking back, Hermione remembered exactly how she had found out what magic she possessed. One question had haunted Hermione since she had received her letter, one question that had not been explained to her. How did a Muggle-born, descended from a line of Muggles, suddenly up having magical abilities? For two years, she ignored the question, until her second year at Hogwarts. Two things triggered her search again. A annoying, albeit cute, pureblood named Draco Malfoy had begun to call her Mudblood.

Secondly, her magic began growing, which, according to her reading, didn't normally happen. Hermione had developed an unnatural talent for magical fires and her emotions seemed almost tied to the weather. Also, she began having visions of future events. They had started slowly. At first, Hermione had just thought of them as daydreams, but then the events she saw in her visions became things she noticed in her regular life at Hogwarts. A Hufflepuff boy would fall down the stairs, knock over a Ravenclaw girl, stop in front of a Slytherin who would mock them both, and Hermione would have seen it the day before in a vision. By the end of the school year, Hermione had decided to find her answers.

flashback

The summer before her third year at Hogwarts, Hermione pulled off the only lie she ever told her parents. Hermione had decided to disguise her search for magical ancestors as summer homework, of a different subject, of course. One week later, Hermione was left in Flourish & Blotts with two hours to look and a purse full of wizard money. Hermione searched through the bookstore for two hours, finding one small book on creating magical family trees called Magische Stammbäume. Fifteen minutes after she was supposed to meet withher parents, they came to look for her. Hermione had happened to glance out of the bookstore window at the moment they stepped in front of the shop. In less than a minute and a half, Hermione had grabbed a random book off the shelf she was skimming over and Magische Stammbäume, ran to the counter, paid for her purchases, and had managed to run back out of the shop to meet her unsuspecting parents.

After three weeks of studying Magische Stammbäume and the other book, which turned out to be called The Old Religion and Its Magic, Hermione had discovered not only what she was, but also a huge gap in magical birth detection. There had been two areas in The Old Religion and Its Magic at which Hermione had stopped skimming and read what became the key to finding her answers. The first was in a chapter which detailed the Old Religion's history.

The wizarding world is almost an exact parallel to the muggle Britain's religion. In ancient times, there was the civilization of Atlantis. Atlantians were of what was called the Old Religion and possessed the magic, which was taught to the religion's holy followers. The priestesses' magic was characterized by visions, magical fires using wandless magic, and an ability to change the weather. Men of the old magic, or Druids, all carried a holly staff. Their magic consisted of robust shielding charms, a keen sense of intuition, tremendously powerful wandless magic, and other defense spells.

Each follower had only one of these gifts. But the royalty, or the High Priestess and the Merlin, had all of the gifts, both men's and women's. This magical race can be traced from Atlantis all the way up to Avalon. At this point, the parallel between magic and religion is drawn mostly strongly of all. As the Old Religion was forced out of Britain and Europe, its number of magical followers dwindled. The New Religion took control of Britain's upper class citizens and along with it came modern magic, which is the type of magic taught in magic schools.

The second section, while not quite as significant to her search, was in the characteristics chapter.

All those of the old magic were connected to the earth, their element, and it showed in their coloring. Dark hair, bright green or brown eyes, and a crescent-shaped birthmark on their left shoulder blade were markings, which distinguished magical practitioners of the Old Religion. Some of the Old Religion became connected to other the other three elements of wind, water, and fire. Yet, their coloring remained the same throughout the powerful race.

The sign that would give away a magical person of the Old Magic or their descendants were their eyes. When a follower of the Old Religion used magic of any kind, their eyes would change to gold. Soon it was discovered that after the first time they used the Old Magic, their eyes retained flecks of gold. Also, those descendants of the royalty of the New Magic were found to have the same trait, except that their eyes would turn silver.

Hermione also found out that some of the royalty and other magic users had had children, so there were wizards and witches in modern times that had both new and old magic in their blood. In fact, the magical quills, which wrote down the name of every child who could use magic, only recorded those children of the new magic. Old magic was not detected by the quills. Now Hermione knew the truth. She had magic in her blood. She was a descendant of Atlantis and Avalon.

At first, Hermione didn't believe it. She tried to reassure herself, she was a Muggle-born. She had to be. But there was a little voice in the back of her head, screaming at her that she didn't know that for a fact. Hermione knew how to check. Taking out a large sheet of paper, she created a copy of her family tree as far back as she knew, ancestors only. The spell Hermione had to use did two things. The spell would not only expand her family tree as far as she wanted, but show which people possessed magic, and if so, what kind. She chanted the spell, which was unusual because it had been translated into English from a Celtic dialect.

As blood calls blood,

So magic will call magic.

Reveal the secrets of the past

Show me how the magics last.

In awe, Hermione watched as her mum's entire family turned emerald green, the color of the old magic. She noticed a flash of other colors on her mum's side around 400 A.D. Hermione quickly looked to her father's family. Their names had remained black, the color of those without magic. Hermione looked back to the myriad of colors in her mum's 1600-year-old family. She noticed that there were ice blue names mingled in from about 400 A.D. to almost 600 A.D. Ice blue was the color of followers of the new magic. She noticed her own name was green flecked surrounded by ice blue, a mixture of old and new. But there was another color. Small flecks of color in the green proved to be purple. Wondering why that was here, Hermione glanced back up at top of her mum's family. There, Hermione saw something else that made her heart skip a beat. On the family tree was a color given to only a dozen people in history. At the top of the paper, Hermione saw four purple names, which meant muggle and magical royalty. Before she could clearly read the names, Hermione passed out.

A/N: This is my first fanfic, so please review, good or bad. If any of you has ever read or seen any King Arthur things, you will notice this fanfic shows my love for the King Arthur legends. Enjoy the rest of the story. Chapter 1 is already written and 2 is well on its way.

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Contesse Nicole de Lancret