Chapter 2

"what happened to the girl" an agitated voice whispered

"I don't know she just turned her wand on her self and now she is like this" stated the librarian in a matter of fact tone trying to hide her worry for the young women.

Hermione awoke several hours after the incident feeling groggy and moody and in no way able to deal with pestering doctors. She was just putting the pieces of the day back together when an elderly nurse walked in holding a clipboard.

"Now dear, how are you feeling" voiced the overly cheerful woman

"like I had 10 rounds of Jose Cuervo" (I know I probably spelt it wrong lol) Hermione quickly added "it's a muggle thing" at the woman's confused frown.

"ok dear, what ever you say. The doctors would like to know what spell you performed they think it may have altered something in your brain." said the witch

"What spell, I didn't cast a spe…. Oh I did, I wonder if it worked, I'll have to see if I get the same dream, this is interesting" Hermione muttered to herself

Mean while the nurse was trying to get Hermione's attention but gave up and said "Miss you are free to go."

That night her dream continued.

She was caught from her fall by a man with a long white beard and blue eyes, she was startled to recognize the old man as Albus Dumbledore but he was behaving very strangely. He levitated four year old Hermione to a run down shack were Magonigal was waiting.

"We can't do this Albus she is only a child, her family has done nothing wrong they are neutral in this war let us not make enemies of them. Please Albus this is wrong."

"Apart these girls are dangerous but together their powers are a terror to behold. They must be separated so they will never see each other again."

Hermione started struggling against his spell she didn't want to be taken away she loved her sister and father. She wasn't going anywhere. Hermione pushed the old man to the wall with her magic trying to get free from the house, she almost made it when she was hit in the back by a stunner.

"You see Minerva, how strong she is, how strong they would be together. We must take her to the muggle world. I will hear no argument, she will be placed under a look changing charm and her memory will be modified. Now we must leave at once the grangers are waiting."

Hermione woke in a fury. How dare he do that to her, she was a princess with a wonderful family and he snatched her away and left her with two muggles who never treated her as their daughter. She did not have many memories from her former life as she was only four when she was taken from it but she remembered enough to know that it was real. That morning she vowed to find her family and to exact revenge on that foul beast named Dumbledore.

"Oh my god. I've changed" whispered an excited Hermione when she walked into the bathroom of her flat and looked into the mirror. Not only had the spell caused Hermione to pass out but it also made her hair color, skin tones, and bone structure all looked slightly different. Her face had slimmed to a more delicate bone structure, her hair was dirty blonde and straight, and her legs were so shapely she could get any man she wanted. Of course she knew that she was still a book worm but it was nice to know that she was sexy.

After a quick shower she went to the parade that was happening today. She knew the royal family would be there, she just hoped that they would recognize her.

The parade was not what Hermione expected. It was nearly a somber affair, the royal family was there but they seemed to be in mourning. She saw her father riding in his carriage and her sister perched on top of her special pony named Pensety, both had false smiles that didn't reach their eyes.

"Why do they look so sad." Hermione asked a nearby observer.

"How can you not know, you look like you have lived here your whole life." questioned the young brown haired man.

" It has been a long time since I have been here." murmured Hermione sadly. Noting the distress in her voice the man quickly explained "They have never recovered from the shock of losing Hermione the second of the twin daughters of His Royal Highness. She was only four when she was stolen from them, they have never released the name of who took her, but they know and will not rest until they have her back again."

Hermione broke down and cried when she found out that her family still thought of her. At the sound of her cry a big black stallion who was walking behind the carriage picked up his head and twitched his ears in her direction. The horse neighed and Hermione called out,

"Moonbreak, Moonbreak do you remember me?"

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