Author: Louise Mills
Email: erfanfiction@hotmail.com
Summary: Hermione is told she is really a pureblood witch. Her and Harry get a few surprised though out their firth year, and how powerful they both really are. (I have changed the summary, as I have been writing the story I thought it would be better for Ron to still talk to Harry and Hermione, but that doesn't mean it will always stay like that!!)
Chapter Rating: 12A
Chapter 4
Hermione and her parents had decided it was far time Harry had a proper birthday, meaning in Hermione's mother's book the biggest and brightest party around. Rebecca Granger amongst her muggle friends, when hiding from Voldemort, was concerned one of best party planners in town. Rebecca Hamilton her true identity in the wizarding world was known for the most outrageous and best party planners in the country.
As they only inviting families within the wizarding community, Hermione knew her mother was going to let out her Rebecca Hamilton, most outrageous party planner shine though for Harry's pending birthday in just over a week.
Hermione still had the dilemma of informing the Weasley's her true self, She didn't want to tell the Weasley's until after Harry's birthday party, she didn't want to spoil his birthday in case a certain Weasley didn't take the news well. As her mother pointed out, 'Don't you think they would notice you have changed?' Of course her mother was right, but she wanted to put it off as long as she could.
The Weasley's were to stay for a week and would arrive two nights before the party, mostly because Rebecca wanted Molly's help with the food.
Right now Hermione and Rebecca were getting the rooms ready for the Weasley's stay, and the Hamilton's had enough spare rooms for each Weasley to have their own room. Hermione couldn't understand why they were getting the rooms ready a whole week before the arrived, and Hermione question this to her mother and she got, as answer was quite commonsense.
"Because your bother and sister are coming home tomorrow, and I like everything to be finished before then, so I can spend some more time them. Oh I forgot the Weasley's are coming by car, I have to make sure the garage is clear!"
"Why aren't they coming by floo power?"
"As our house in the floo network is under our real name and not Granger." Rebecca paused her speech for a few seconds, before continuing carefully. "Arthur and Molly asked the same question, Hermione I'm sorry I had to tell them about us about who we really are."
"They know I'm really a pureblood?" Hermione whispered.
"Only Arthur and Molly."
"How they take it?"
"What ever do you mean? The Weasley's are very old friends of our family. They were a little shocked at first, mostly because they thought we were dead, like the Potters. They got over the shock and took it pretty well. They also want to make sure they are the one's to tell their children about us. I know you wanted to, but Honey it wasn't your fault you didn't know who you truly were, so let us adults handle the situation." Rebecca said, as she believed Hermione would object every word. Rebecca was surprised when Hermione agreed quickly to her words; she reasoned it was because Hermione didn't want the stress any more.
Rebecca looked upon her daughter with concern, Hermione had taken the recent events better then she expected. Earlier that morning her and Richard had intended to give her more shocking news about Hannah and Andrew, her other children. Over the years they forgot to mention to Hermione that her siblings were also magical, but they never were given the chance to tell Hermione.
Hermione and Harry had told them that they were together, and loved each other very much. This surprised Rebecca and Richard and were speechless. There were question's they wanted to ask both Hermione and Harry, they decided to ask them during dinner. But Rebecca's Curiosity got the better of her; she had to ask a few of her questions to her daughter now.
"Hermione sit down for a minute we need to talk!" Hermione recognised the tone of her mother's voice and knew not to argue. She also knew it was the talk she dreaded more then telling the Weasley's she was really a pureblood. The talk was going to be about her and Harry.
Hermione walked over to one of the chairs in the room and watched as her mother gathered up the other chair and set it down in front of her, then sat upon it.
"Darling, I want to know how far…no…have you…um no…how close is your relationship with Harry?" Hermione eyes brows raised, as she had seen right though her mother's question. Hermione spoke clear and less restrained then her mother.
"Mum I can assure you, Harry and me are not ready for sex in our relationship. We have only just found out we love each other, more then just friends. Right now Harry and me just want to be comfortable in our relationship, and at a slow pace. Meaning hugs and kisses only okay. Maybe sleeping in the same bed now and then, but I stress no sex just sleeping, in case one of us has a nightmare and can't get back to sleep." Rebecca sighed in relief and nodded her head, she didn't mind the sleeping in the same bed, but only if it was sleeping.
Hermione could tell her mother waned to know more. "What else do you want to know mum?"
"Well I don't have anymore concerns to speak of, now all I want is to have is girl talk. So how good of a kisser is he?" Hermione laughed loud at her mother, Rebecca eyes shined and her countenance was excited.
"I like to know if there's a future for you like in marriage. So I would like to know if my daughter gets satisfied in her marriage. I'm sure you will if her kisses anything like his father." Hermione who was still chuckling from her mother's previous question fell silent, and her eyes widen in surprise.
"Did you just say, what I thought I heard you say?" She questions her mother.
"Yes, what did you really think me and father were each other's first loves. Hell no, at one time I hated your father for all the world."
"But you and James Potter, but Sirius told us, they were each other's first girl and boyfriend."
"Well yes, as far as Sirius knew they were! A little tiff between my family and James's erupted just before we started at Hogwarts and were forbidden to see each other as friends. Years later in our 3rd year we realised we liked each other and kept our relationship secret for our families sake. Once our families worked out their differences we were no longer in a relationship, but still close friends. We never told anyone; well I know I haven't until now. We weren't in love like you and Harry. We started going out because we were told we couldn't, we thought our feelings of love for each other was deeper then friends, but they weren't. So Harry is he a good kisser?"
"Yes mum!"
"So is it true Severus Snape is your potion's teacher?"
"Yes and boy does he hate us Gryffindor's, especially Harry!" Rebecca was shocked to hear this.
"Really well, that doesn't sound like the Severus Snape I knew, well maybe when he was at Hogwarts, but mostly defiantly not after Hogwarts. Yeah everybody knew he was once a death eater but also he or she knew he was the only one truly under mind control. He broke free about when you and Harry were born. James was the one who helped free Severus from himself, and Severus was internally grateful. He became apart of James's family again…"
"Mum, his mean okay…wait a minute…did you just say part of James's family again?"
"Yes, Severus Snape and James Potter are related."
"Related as in…"
"Cousins!"
"SEVERUS SNAPE AND JAMES POTTER WERE COUSINS. That would make Harry his cousin as well. So tell me mum, if you say Professor Snape was grateful about James saving him, then why does he hate Harry so much?"
"I don't believe that he does hate him. He was so attentive to Harry then he was born, you could tell he loved every hair on his head, maybe his only acting? You know to keep certain houses at Hogwarts believing that his still a supporter for Voldemort, so when he spy's on Voldemort, Voldemort wouldn't be suspicious."
"Yeah that could be a reason, but Voldemort already knows Snape is no longer a part of his circle, so why still be mean?"
"Voldemort may of known, but his death eaters didn't and I do believe there are quite a few death eaters children in Slytherin. When you go back to Hogwarts I think you will find a different Professor Snape, after the Triwizard tournament everyone in Voldemort's circle is going to know who Snape really supports, so he will drop the front he has had for years."
"I don't think it's possible."
"Well don't believe me, but if I'm right, I told you so!" Rebecca walked out of the room and left Hermione sitting down, opening and closing her mouth like a gold fish. A few minutes later Harry walked and Hermione was still acting like a gold fish and Harry chuckled, which broke Hermione's gold fish moment to staring just at Harry.
"I see you are acting just like I was outside, when I heard your mother talk about Professor Snape."
"I don't think I could ever believe my mum."
"Well I don't think I would either, that was until she said he was acting to keep a certain Slytherin, like Malfoy believing he supported Voldemort to keep safe. That's really all she was saying you know he was being mean so he wouldn't be hurt or killed. A perfect human response for survival." Hermione turned her head to the side. What Harry said didn't sound like him at all, no quite the opposite he sounded like Hermione.
"Okay Harry what have you been reading, psychology books now r something?"
"No! Don't be stupid I wouldn't be able to understand those kinds of books. No, the statement I said before is common logic and sense. Everyone knows about the survival of the fittest. Some times the survival route is one that you in yourself don't agree with, but something you have to do to keep other's safe and yourself."
"When did you get so smart?" Hermione laughed as she threw a pillow at him.
Harry pounced on her, and held her securely in his arms.
"Then I started dating you, did I let my intelligence out, but I have always had it." Harry spoke softly, and finished by giving her gentle kiss that she accepted.
"Argh, my cousin happens to be the most hated Professor at school, this is weird. I suggest we don't tell Ron?"
Hermione lightly kissed him on the nose, then his cheeks, then finally gave him a strong but gentle kiss on the lips.
"I would have to agree with you, Ron would totally not understand."
"Ah, how cute!" Someone said behind them. Harry and Hermione turned around and a girl and boy were standing in the doorway watching.
"Hannah, Andrew!" Hermione shouted as she jumped out of Harry's arms, making Harry's fall onto the floor, she ran towards the figures and jumped into their arms. Harry looked on from the floor, and had a wild guess that these people were her brother and sister. They both had the same golden brown hair Hermione had before the charm wore off. Harry suspected they had a similar charm on to change their appearances, but wasn't so sure.
"What are you doing here? Mum said you wouldn't be here until tomorrow."
"Well our plans changed, so we came a day early. So you going to introduce us to her friend?"
"Sorry, Hannah, Andrew this is one of my friends from school, Harry. Harry this is my brother and sister, Hannah and Andrew." The three of them conversed good to meet you, and so on until called down to dinner.
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A Week later,
"Hermione's really a what?" Ron shouted at his parents from the back of the car breaking the silence that filled the car after a shocking revelation his parents told him about Hermione.
Him, his brothers, and sister were wondering why they weren't going to get to Hermione's house by floo power, of course they believed it was because she was muggleborn and the network wouldn't be connected. Never in his dreams did he expect his parents to say. 'No not because you believe is she muggleborn, which I might add she isn't.' When his mother said that everyone in the minivan looked confused. "What could she be?" Ron heard his sister Ginny ask. "Pureblood, of course, if she is not muggleborn!" That whole conversion was 30 minutes ago.
"Why didn't she ever tell me?" Ron shouted again, you could also hear the hurt in his voice.
"Ronald Weasley, don't you ever say that again. She would never keep anything from…" Molly quickly stopped for a second and looked at her husband. They had heard that Harry and Hermione were bow together, which Molly and Arthur had seen coming for years. They knew their son Ron, would react worst about Harry and Hermione being together then Hermione pureblood. They knew how he felt about his bookworm best friend; he had a crush on her for over a year. Once he found out about his two best friends he would be crushed, but they knew it had to happen. Long-term relationships never developed out of a crush, and lasted. "You! You are one of best friends. Anyway Hermione has only found out herself, her parents have kept it from her for 14 years. I must warn you she looks nothing like the Hermione you knew. Her parents out a charm on her when she was baby to change her appearance, the charm had a life limit, it was coming up to its limit so they had to tell her now." Molly continued.
The rest of the journey was silent until Fred turned his head away from the game of chess he was playing with Ron. He looked out of the window to see if they were anywhere near their destination.
"Hermione lives around here? I don't think I've seen houses this big!" Fred's outburst caused the rest of the children to look up and out of the windows, and all their mouths fell open from shock.
"Does Hermione live in one of these house's mum?" Ginny asked, while she hopped up and down on her seat.
"Yes! The one at the bottom." Molly replied quietly. She knew how her children would react once they saw the house, shocked, surprised, and excited. Molly remember the first time she drove down this lane, it was to help Rebecca look at houses to buy. The Hamilton's house was the biggest and grandest manor on the block, it always took her breath away when see ever looked upon it.
"Oh my god! Mum, do you mean that one right at the end with the longest driveway. Oh my, the biggest house in the neighbour." Ginny screamed what she and her brothers were thinking, but she was the only one who could express her thoughts.
"Yep, that's the one!"
They pulled up to the gate that blocked the house fro the main road, which automatically opened. They drove up the drive and slowly came to a stop outside the house; all of them were staring up at the 3-story manor, which looked more like a country house in a period drama. The four youngest boys all tried to get out of the car that the same time to get a closer look, instead of climbing out steadily they fell onto the ground in a heap. The only one's out of the Weasley's children who didn't seem to be startled about the house were Bill and Charlie. Unaware to their siblings Bill and Charlie use to spend a lot of their summers at this house, as they were friends with Hannah and Andrew.
Bill and Charlie climbed over their tangled brothers laughing at the site of them; they started their way towards the door. The door flew open and Hannah ran out. The boys on the floor and Ginny for a minute thought it was Hermione, as their mother said she would of changed. They realised it wasn't Hermione when the girl flew into the arms of Bill and Charlie and hugged them tightly.
"Bill, Charlie, Oh my god it's good to see you!"
"You too, Granger!" Bill and Charlie replied at the same time.
Hannah let go of Bill and Charlie and headed towards the rest of the Weasley's, she walked towards Molly and hugged her.
"It is good to see you, Hannah."
"You too, Molly! So I take it these are the rest of the family?" Hannah asked, as she pointed towards the struggling boys, and Ginny to the side shyly.
"Yes, boys come on sort yourselves out! Well that's Ginny!" Molly said while pointing her out to Hannah.
"I gathered that after all she's the only girl, I guess the two boys who look alike are the twins, Fred and George. Oh my, look there's little Percy. Making the last one must be Ron." Hannah said, as she pointed out to Molly, which ones she though were which.
"Absolutely right!"
"Ron!" Someone shouted near the door, Ron turned towards the voice and saw Harry standing in the threshold of the house, trying to get someone come out from behind his back.
"Harry, who's behind you?" He asked.
"Hermione who else? But she's a little shy to show herself." Harry said while walking towards Ron, still trying to get Hermione to come out from behind him. Who was stubborn and wouldn't have any of it, so clung onto his back for dear life.
"What does she have to be shy about, were old friends?"
"I know! One minute, okay." Harry turned around and faced Hermione, who buried her face into his chest.
"Come on Hermione, you heard Ron you have nothing to worry about." Hermione shook her head in response. Harry tried to lift her head so he could look into her eyes she resisted at first; he eventually managed to get her to lift her head a bit. He saw the fear in her eyes, so he placed his arms around her securely, and Hermione buried her head back into his chest.
Ron watched his two friends with interest, but when Harry held onto Hermione like he was doing now, jealously boiled up. He had always wanted to hold Hermione like Harry was now, a position that looked very protective, a hold that sent a messages from the holder to the person being held, saying that 'I will not let anything happen to you.'
Ron wasn't the only one who was jealous so was Ginny, but wasn't as jealous as Ron. She could see that Harry and Hermione loved each other very much, because Harry was holding Hermione like a lover who needed protection. She grieved a little as reality hit her Harry would never be hers, she knew this before but didn't hit her with full force until now. She was happy for her two friends finding each other, and she could tell they were happy.
Been reassured from Harry's hug Hermione slightly pulled back this making Harry let go of his hold of her. Harry looked down at Hermione, she nodded her head, and they both turned to face the Weasley's. Harry and Hermione couldn't help but laugh at Ron, Fred, and George's expressions.
Harry and Hermione subconsciously put their arms around each other, then the Twins saw this, their eyes widen realising Harry and Hermione were together. They didn't voice this like they usually did, because of Ron who seemed to be the only Weasley who had figured out Harry and Hermione were going out. They thought Harry and Hermione made a cute couple.
"Hermione, your beautiful." Ron said astonished
"Thank you Ron, but what are you saying I wasn't before. Glad one of my best friends thought I was beautiful before."
"Yes exactly!"
"Yes exactly what? Because I said two things a minute ago Ron!" Hermione stressed raising her voice a little.
"Weren't beautiful before!" Ron said, not realising what he had said. Hermione could feel the tears forming in her eyes, and she didn't want to cry in front of Ron after what he just said. She especially didn't in front of Harry, which she seemed to be doing a lot lately. She ran back into the house, as silent tears ran down her face.
"Hermione wait!" Harry shouted after her, when she slummed the door close Harry turned towards Ron who had Hannah shouting at him, not to say that ever again to her sister. Harry was angry and he walked right up to Ron.
"What is your problem Ron? Don't you think before you speck? You have really hurt her! One thing Hermione was always beautiful, what kind of person, no, friend were you if you didn't see that! Hermione has had a lot to deal with recently. She doesn't need you adding to her misery, she needs you to be her friend."
"Well what if I don't want to be her friend?" Ron shouted back making it clear he wished her to be more then his friend, this made Harry's temper rise.
"You don't get that choice, she doesn't want you to be anything other then a friend."
"Well we'll see, and if not I have make her see what's it like to be in a relationship with me!"
"Well sorry to burst your bubble, but she will never look at you like that, and there is no way you could convince her."
"Oh I'm sure there's one way!" Ron said with a smirked and evil glint in his eyes.
Harry did not like what Ron implied. He erupted and punched Ron in the face. "Don't you ever touch her you hear me!" Harry said while trying to struggle out of Arthur's grip, who appeared right after Harry punched Ron. Arthur assumed what Ron was going to say next, and was ashamed to call Ron his son.
"Oh god Harry that hurt!"
"Good!"
"Oh I see you like her as well, well lets see who gets her first." Ron smirked again.
"Too late Ron I already have her!" Harry shouted and tugged out of Arthur's grip and stepped closer to Ron.
"And if you touch her in anyway she doesn't want you to I will kill you! Got it?" Ron nodded. Scared as he could tell Harry meant every word, he could see it in his eyes.
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It was late in the evening after Harry's birthday party, and he had the time of his life. He happily accepted his friend's wishes and danced the night away. Ron even tried not to act jealous for the party knowing that Harry deserved a great birthday. Hermione believed Ron was starting to come around, maybe realising Harry and her belonged together; Harry wished with all his heart she were right. Harry believed Ron was only being civil for the party. They wouldn't really know until the next morning to see if Ron started to talk again and not only at the party.
Rebecca and Molly started to clean the house, but everyone could tell they really didn't want to as they were tried like themselves.
Rebecca looked up and glanced around the room, she softly smiled this had been one of the best party's she had organised. She planned the party like a wedding instead of 'in your face' style.
The ceiling of the room was enchanted like the ceiling in the great hall at Hogwarts. The sky shone with million stars and the new moon, unlike previous nights where it had rained from dusk to dawn. She also enchanted white flicking lights to randomly float around the room, making it look like hundreds of fire flies had been let loose. The room held twenty tables clothed in Gryffindor colours and was laminated with twelve floating candles above each table, creating a warm glow instead of the harsh light from electric lighting. The music was playing by a magical band called 'The Light' that played nothing but muggle songs.
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A week later the Weasley's were leaving, Harry and Hermione were welcoming the peace and quite that followed their departure.
Ron had indeed started to talk to Harry and Hermione again, but the conversations they held were different, they were awkward. They friendship with Ron had changed drastically, and they didn't know if their friendship with Ron would be like it was before. They just hoped Ron would realised they belonged together and he belonged to someone else, that was the only way they could see their previous relationship with Ron could ever be renewed.
"God it's good to have ones house to their selves. I love the Weasley's dearly, but all of them together can make someone quite weary." Hannah spoke as she fell onto a couch in the living room. Everyone agreed statement by nodding, to tired to speak.
End of Chapter Four…Please Review Love To Hear From You!!