Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize from the books or forums. I don't even own the Tirfo Thuin's Tuatha De Dannan, they are a real piece of history, and you can google up the Tuatha De Dannan. So yea…Anyway, hope you like it.
Hermione walked in her room, throwing her swimming pool bag on her bed. She planned to hang her wet swimming suit and towel up later. For now, she wanted to write to her best friends ever, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. She sat on her desk, took out some parchment and a quill, and started writing. Suddenly she heard a loud noise coming from the first floor. She ran down, only to find her mother surrounded by men wearing renaissance-like clothing. She stopped dead on her tracks, staring at the picture in front of her. Finally her mother spoke up.
"Well, you were going to find out eventually."
Hermione looked at her mother confused. She took a tentative step towards her, but two of the men stepped on her way and pointed bows with arrows at her, ready to shoot. Hermione, who had always loved archery, could see from the way the men held the bows that they were experienced archers. Now more than ever she wished she carried a dagger around. For years she had been learning how to use daggers, knifes, bows, and such, and now she knew perfectly how to use them all, but she had none near her at the time. She prepared herself to kick the bows out of their hands, but there was no need to do that. Her mother spoke up and the men put their bows down.
"Leish, Trang, let her come to me. She is no threat, she's my daughter."
The two men nodded and turned to Hermione. They bowed and muttered something that Hermione didn't catch. Next they moved out of her way. Hermione walked through until she got to her mom. She looked at her, looking confused.
"Mom…what's going on?" Hermione asked, wanting answers badly, "what would I find out eventually? And who are all this men?"
Hermione's mom sighed. She signaled for the men to leave, and waited for them to leave. Then she turned to her daughter and sat down, motioning for her to do so too.
"Hermione, I know this might be confusing…Danu knows I was so confused when my mom told me…" she started going on about when she learned about something, not telling WHAT she learned about. Hermione finally got tired and screamed. Her mom snapped out of it and smiled. "Sorry, baby. Anyway, I would have to tell you soon, after all, it IS your 18th birthday in two days…Great Danu, how much you've grown…To think just last year you graduated Hogwarts…But anyway, I need to explain this all to you. Sit."
Hermione finally sat, and looked at her mom, silently asking her to continue.
"Hermione, dear…I am not just your mother. I am not even human! And neither are you, honey…you are one of us. One of the daughters of Danu, one of the Tuatha De Dannan! And not just any kind of the Tuatha de Dannan…you are Princess Sherezade Juliet Meisuke, Heiress to the throne of the Tirfo Thuin's Tuatha De Dannan."
Hermione stared at her mother in disbelief, but soon stood up and ran out. Her mother didn't even try to stop her; she knew what she had to do. And so she stood up and walked up to her room, to start the spell that would give her daughter her real appearance back, and send her to a safe place. Or rather, a safe time.
Hermione was sitting on the grass near a lake, when suddenly she felt her clothes shift, and her hair fall from the loose bun she had it on. Confused she stood up, and looked at herself on the lake. She screamed in surprise. Her jeans and t-shirt were gone, substituted by a long, tight-fitting dress in forest shades, which went down to her feet but did not cover her shoulders. But what really freaked her out was her hair. Her hair had always been brown and frizzy, but now it was a soft red, straight, and it went down to her knees. Also, her once-cinnamon eyes were now green. She turned to run back to her house, and realized she was not wearing any shoes. 'Drat! Anyway, I'll think about that later. That's the least of my problems now!' She reached her house, or, at least, where her house should be. Instead of her house there was the beginning of a forest. Hermione knew there used to be a forest where her house was, and now, somehow, she knew this was "then". Hermione broke down. She started sobbing, and fell to the ground, hugging herself. After a while she realized it was getting dark. She stood up and went to the one place she knew for sure was there: her grandma's mansion, which had been in the family for over 200 years. She got there, only to find the door open, and a note on the dinning room table addressed to her. She opened it, and was surprised to see it was her mother's handwriting.
Hermione dearest,
I'm sorry I had to do this, but there is no other way. You would have come into your powers and looks in tow days anyway, and then you would be in a whole lot of trouble. Please, don't think I sent you away to get rid of you…it must be done, otherwise you would be killed! Anyway, all you need to know is that it is 1985, and your best bet at surviving is going to Hogwarts, and telling Dumbledore your true identity, without mentioning time traveling. Anyway, here are the notes I managed to get you on us…By the way, go to Gringotts. Chamber 809 is all yours. There are about…200,000,000 galleons there…They should help you get through the 20 years you are going to be in the past. When you get back to our time come to me, I will be waiting. So, with this, I bid you good-bye.
May Danu be with you, my daughter,
Queen Lunate Mepiose Meisuke
Ps-Don't forget, you are Princess Sherezade Juliet Meisuke of the Tirfo Thuin's Tuatha De Dannan.
Tuatha De Dannan
-Faeries
-Descendants of Irish Goddess Danu
-Perfect usage of all sorts of magic
-Travel through clouds or fire
-Turn invisible at will
-Can cause fog, eclipses, storms, etc
-Their mood affects the weather (sadrain, happysunny, lost, broken-hearted, or deeply depressedeclipse, angrythunderstorm)
-Fair skin, blond, red, or light brown hair
-Shape shifters (sort of 'multiple animagus)
-Seers and prophets (sometimes)
-Great at singing or dancing
-Easily upset (as in broken-hearted, not mad)
-Great with herbs and potions
-AKA: aes sidhe, daoine sidhe, or feadh-ree
Tirfo Thuin's Tuatha De Dannan-kind of normal Tuatha de Dannan, but they can become mermaids, transforming at will
-Supernatural creatures, holders of a mixed nature, between humans and angels; muses of inspiration
Hermione finished reading the letter and put it down. She sighed. 'Well, seems like I have no choice…So…To Hogwarts!'
Sorry if it's short…take into consideration that this is the prologue!
Sherezade Juliet Meisuke
