New Days Hold New Secrets...

Authors Note -- Ok, this is going to be a remake of "Hermione's Little Secret". It will be new, same idea, most of the same characters, but I may introduce them back in sooner rather than later. New 'ships if you can believe that...lol...Still DMHG, but no longer BZHP (Harmony) I may rethink her character, she will be the same, just, new name I think...Uh...Harry will NOT be with Ginny...I am making him have someone you really wouldn't think of, but I have read quite a few fics where they are together, and it works out...lol. I would go into major details about what is the same and what is different now, but I need to get to the story...Soooo...I'll post that stuff in my profile...check it out...

New Days Hold New Secrets -- Chapter One

What the f&k?

Hermione Jane Granger was sitting on her bed, awaiting the time to hit 12 a.m.

It was June 22nd, the day of Hermione's birth. She was awaiting her inheritance.

Dumbledore had sent her a letter, explaining what exactly happened when she would recieve her inheritance. Minor changes in looks could be seen, personality maybe, magical gifts could be revealed, as well as may other things. But, however, in the letter, it explained that if you we're of noble, pureblood, many different changes could take place. If you were adopted, the changes will make you look like your birth parents, and you will recieve a letter from them upon recieing the inheritance. Hermione took no mind to the latter two...as she was not pureblooded, nor was she adopted. So, all she was expecting was a little minor pain, some magical outbursts, and some minor changes.

Twelve o'clock.

Midnight.

It was go time.

She lay back on her bed as she felt the first series of pain run through her body, wracking her with pain. Soon, she was rolled into the the fetal position as the lightning-like flashes of pain coursed through her entire body, making her shudder from head to toe. She could feel her hair growing out, getting quite long, and she also felt herself grow up a little more...She lost all concious thought, though, after the next shot of pain that came, and fell into a deep state of healing sleep.

Hermione woke up around noon the next day... and she immediatly ran to the mirror, hoping to see what had changed, if anything. What she saw shocked her.

She had long, deep black hair, that sparkled like black diamonds, she was at least 6 ft tall, a major change from her 5'4 stature before. She had ocean blue eyes, with long curling lashes that framed them, making them look larger than they were. She had a natural beauty now, one that required litte to no make up. She had filled out quite a bit, now reaching 120 pounds from her 100 that she had been, her breasts were a full cup size larger. Hermione thought to herself...A few small changes? What the fuck happened? She looked around, and laying beside her pillow was a letter. The parchment looked quite old, and yellowed. She opened it, unable to guess who it was from. It read...

To our precious daughter,

If you recieve this letter, then I am sad to say that we we're truly forced to give you up. I'm so sorry we didn't get to raise you. If you can't tell, we are your parents.

You are our daughter, Alanna Hermione, and you are a member of a very large, and very loving pureblood family.

Yes, pureblood. I know that since you are reading this, you were raised by muggles, as was our instructions. You are a member of the prestigious Zabini family. You should know of your twin, Blaise, as he goes to Hogwarts, which I assume you do also. You have Blaise as a twin, an older brother, Jax, a younger brother, Alan, and a baby sister, Jordan. I hope that soon after reading this letter, you may come visit us and see your family.

Now, as you may be wondering, given you are true to Zabini form...You are wondering why we had to give you up, yet still have all of our other children.

You are a very special witch.

In the Wizarding world, twins are rare, and usually show more talent than single kids, as are Triplets and other multiple births are considerably more magically adept. You and Blaise were no exception. But, Voldemort (Whom we DO NOT follow) found out about me having twins, and attacked the house. He took me and your father hostage, and told us that the only way we could live and NOT be in league with him, was if we gave him our daughter (You). We of course, told him no, and he said that he would be back in 4 months to get you, even if he had to take you from us kicking and screaming. Well, he didn't know that we had a plan up our sleeve. When I went into labor with you and Blaise, I had told the nurse to stow you away, and create an image of a stillborn child, so that we could trick Voldemort into thinking we had lost you. When he showed up an hour later, and saw your 'body', he crucioed both me and your father, and then he left. Blaise was taken home a few days later, and you were given to your current family. You were to be raised by muggles so that your life would not be in danger, like it was in the wizarding world.

Well, I would explain it all in this letter, but I would rather talk about more of it when you come and visit the house. Yes, you are coming to visit the house, so you can meet the rest of the family and see if you want to stay with your adoptive family, or live with us...

This letter will turn into a portkey in three days, around noon. Please come to the house and see us...we would love to get to know you better.

With love from,

Mum and Da, Blaise, Jax, Alan and Jordan

Hermione sat staring at the letter, not wanting to believe what she had just been told. She looked at the mirror again, and was even more shocked by who was staring back at her.

She had somehow managed to change her hair to a deep auburn red, with black streaks in it. It went down to about her mid-back and was pin-straight. Her eyes were now a shade of hazelish green, and almond shaped. She looked at herself in confusion, before looking back at the letter.

P.S.

You may have just noticed...You are also a Metamorphmagus.

Thanks, Mum, for telling me earlier so I wouldn't freak out...Hermione thought...

Later that day, after having sent out letters to Harry, Ron and Ginny, Hermione sat at the kitchen table, and was surprised to hear someone apparating into her backyard. She went to her backdoor and looked out. She was taken aback by who she saw.

Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy.

She could barely discern their voices, but they seemed to be having an argument.

"...Muggle neighborhood. Why am I in a muggle neighborhood?" Ferretboy whined...

"Because, retard, We're here to meet my twin sister...Mum said she got her inheritance last night and put a tracking spell on the letter so I could go see her first."

"...Your twin sister? Why is she in a muggle neighborhood and not in our neighborhood?"

"Long story, Mate, I'll have to tell you some other time...let's just go see her."

"Draco, I can and will kick your arse if you don't move it now!"

'Mumbles...' -smack-

"Bloody hell! Alright, lets go see the bird...geez..."

Quickly changing into her black-haired self...she went to the door.

"Ummm...Blaise, is it?"

"Yes...can we come in?" Blaise asked nicely...motioning between him and Draco.

"Of course, come right in..." Hermione said, leading then to the kitchen.

After getting the seated, and getting some drinks, they began to talk...

Blaise asked her the one thing that she didn't want him to ask...right off.

"So, who were you before you became Ala?" Oh Merlin's beard...this was going to be funny...

"Let me show you..." And with that, she morphed herself into Hermione Granger. The reactions were quite funny...

Draco fell out of his seat, while Blaise merely dropped his head on the table when he heard Draco exclaim...

"Bloody hell woman! Are you trying to scare me?" Blaise just reached over and smacked his best friend on the back of the head.

"Please excuse him...he is a total moron when it comes to things such as this. So, you were Granger? Interesting...I always knew there was a reason for me getting angry when Draco pissed you off...and when you, Potter and Weasley were off getting into trouble." Hermione got a shocked look on her face. Blaise just waved her off...

"Just because you weren't aware of us being twins at the time doesn't mean I wasn't. It only took me to the end of second year to figure it out... Twins can feel each others emotions, and physical pain, and sometimes, if you aren't careful, we can read each others thoughts, and we can also talk telepathically...so, that annoying little voice that came into your head after second year...yeah, that was me...trying to be the voice of reason." Hermione was still sitting there, look of shock still in place. Draco had long since gotten of the floor, and was wandering around the kitchen, looking in wonder at all the kitchen appliances. He stopped when he got to the blender.

"I wouldn't push that button if I were you, Mate..." Blaise said, without even looking up or even looking at Draco. Hermione was confused on how he knew what was going on.

Heedless of Blaise's warning, Draco mashed the "Blend" button anyways...and almost got his hand blended up because he had put his hand in the bowl as he mashed the button.

"What the bloody hell is that? Is it a muggle torture device? A weapon?" Hermione shook her head as Blaise walked over to him, and smacked him on the back of the head. Draco just put a hand to the back of his head, and glared at Blaise before walking off to find something else to look at. Something less dangerous. If there was anything like that. Hermione turned to look at Blaise, and was cut off...

"I already know the question. 'How did you know he was going to do that?' The answer to that is I grew up with the idiot, he's my best friend, and even at his smartest, he is still a total blonde. He never heeds my warnings...and it always ends up me being right. Infuriates him to no end to not be the smartest person...He's got books smarts, he has little to no common sense." Blaise said...gesturing towards the living room where Draco was currently checking things out. Blaise heaved a sigh..."Mate, I wouldn't push that if I were you...it's going to scare the shit out of you...again..." A mocking voice came from the living room...

"I wouldn't push that if I were you...might scare you again. Bah! Whatever...it won't get me again! Hear that Blaise! It's NOT going to scare me...I got it all under control...You just wait and see...smartass best friend..." Blaise just put his hands to his ears...and motioned for Hermione to do the same. She got a kind of apprehensive look on her face. Blaise motioned for her to just wait and see...and they didn't have to wait long either.

A click could be heard...before the suround sound began pumping out the loudness of Hermione's newest obsession...the band called Hinder.

Battered and bruised, broken confused, It's time we both knew, can't stop what I started, this time we both lose, lose, and by the way, by the way, what made you think you'd have it your way, and by the way, by the way, dont say I didnt warn you, that I'll always stay the same, The same, the same, I'll always stay the same, (battered and bruised) The same, (broken confused) the same, I didnt warn that I'll always stay the same

Hermione and Blaise just looked towards the living room door...waiting for Draco to turn off the surround sound system. After a minute, the loud music stopped, and Draco came walking back into the kitchen with a sheepish look on his face. Blaise looked at him, shook his head and rolled his eyes, and turned to Hermione...

"I'm sorry we didn't get to talk very much, but I fear that if I stay here any longer, Draco might cause permanant damage, to either something of yours, or to himself. Would you be willing to come and visit me and our parents and our siblings?" Hermione nodded her head...

"It's unfortunate that you must leave, I must admit, I was having an entertaining time. I am actually a little more at ease about meeting my real family. When do you want me to come?"

"Well, I'll tell Mum to cancel the portkey letter, and I can come get you for dinner tomorrow evening?"

"That would be great...Umm, is it formal? or is it casual?" Blaise laughed...she had obviously heard about pureblood traditions...

"Casual, but you can be a little more dressy if you want to...I wouldn't advise it, Jordie can get a little messy, and if you want to hold her, anything dressy might not come out the same..." Hermione nodded her head...

"Ok, so, tomorrow pick me up about 5? That way I can have some time before dinner to talk to everyone also."

"Ok, I'll do that...Oh, just as a warning, Draco now lives with us...he, isn't in good graces with his parents right now...He refused the Dark Mark, and Lucius was not happy about that. So, expect him to come with me to get you, and to be at dinner...I'll make sure he sin't as much of an idiot when we come tomorrow." Hermione laughed...

"I find it kind of endearing...He isn't the perfect little Slytherin that I always thought he was. I'll see you tomorrow." She led Blaise and Draco to the back door so they could apparate back. Blaise stopped right before he got to the tree they had apparated behind, Draco had already left...He turned around...

"By the way, Hermione, Happy Birthday." Hermione smiled, and called back out to him...

"Happy Birthday yourself Blaise...Tell Mum and Da that I can't wait to meet them..."

Blaise smiled, and nodded. "Can do...Sis...Ha, that just sounds cool."

"Bye Bro...I'll see you tomorrow..."

Blaise waved, and was gone in a crack, leaving Hermione to herself. She heard the front door open, and went inside to tell her parents about what had happened that day.

Tomorrow was looking to be a good day.

Sooooo...Whatcha think? I'm hoping this one goes over better than Hermione's Little Secret did...this one isn't focused on just Hermione and Draco and their budding relationship...this one will include everyone...Review! Let me know what you think!