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The elf, who was wearing a battered pillow case as a dress, took Hermione through the maze of corridors again until they found a lift. Hermione was surprised to see the muggle invention in such an obviously pureblood house but was too dazed by the present situation to notice. As they stood in the lift she stood still and silent, paralysed by her shock.

She would never see the Grangers again, she was from a magical family and she had a sister. Those thoughts kept circling around and around her head, not really sinking in just causing her to stress out even more. These problems were alien to her, no book could solve them and there was no simple solution.

She blindly followed the house elf out of the lift and around the house until they came to a double door there was an elaborate nameplate that read; 'Lady Aphrodite Valentina and Lady Hera Regina Romano'. Hermione guessed that Hera was her sister and hoped that room would be big enough for the two of them.

"Here is your rooms mistress, Corolis is pleased you is home. Master Romano is being home in an hour. Call if you is needing any help" and the house elf disappeared once again.

Once she had walked through the doors Hermione found that space was not going to be a problem. There was a huge room with a 3 sofas surrounding a glass coffee table. The rest of the room was empty except for a fireplace. There were two doors on either side of the room one reading Hera the other Aphrodite. She walked through the one saying Aphrodite and her breath was taken away.

The room was pure white. Surfaces gleamed and she just wanted to go and lie down on her fluffy rug. A giant king sized bed dominated the room and there was an entire wall made up of glass. She stepped in to have a look around and was amazed that her surroundings started subtly changing. The rug grew to cover her whole room and the lampshade changed for a simple white into a glistening chandelier. As she explored things just kept on changing. Her bath grew bigger as she entered the bathroom, and more taps were added until it looked like the one in the prefect's bathroom. A large leather armchair and another entire wall of books were added to her private library as she entered and some silver angels wings added themselves to the wall above her dressing table. Hermione assumed that the room worked a little like the room of requirement and came to the conclusion that the Romano family were either clever, rich or both. Add her mum's stunning looks and the massive house and there was no doubt in her mind that her family had earned her the title of Lady Aphrodite.

After exploring her closet, stuffed full of clothes of every style and colour with a door that she presumed led to her sister's room, Hermione sat down in the centre of her enormous bed and started to think. She wondered who her sister was and weather they would get on, what would happen between her and the Weasleys and Harry when they found out, would they think she had lied to them? Was her father really as strict as her mother made out? And was it all a big ploy played by the few escaped death eaters to trap and possibly harm a third of the golden trio?

She assumed that Voldemort's followers were too clever to play such a big scheme so soon after the Death of their ringleader, and doubted that anyone, other than Bellatrix who was six feet under, was a true follower anyway. They were all either scared into joining the Dark Lord or agreed with him, just not with the whole 'Let's kill anyone who get's in our way' thing.

After concluding that there was no logical explanation for the woman to be lying she began to get ready for the arrival of her father and sister. She had absolutely no clue as to what her new family would deep acceptable to wear she called for Corolis.

"Yes Mistress"

"Please, there is no need to call me mistress, call me Aphrodite please"

"Yes Aphrodite"

"Corolis I was wondering of you could perhaps help me find something to wear that father would find acceptable, I don't want to disappoint him you see."

"Corolis is better at cleaning than clothes but is knowing and elf that would be happy to help Aphrodite"

"Could you fetch them for me?"

"Certainly, miss Aphrodite"

Corolis returned with a timid little elf called Ava who was very shy but sent Hermione straight to the shower with some tonic for her bruises and cuts. After getting rid of every bit of blood, mud and grime she came out to find a dress laid out on her bed and Ava sorting out various potions by the dressing table.

After putting on the dress she went and sat down where Ava managed to sort out the frizzy tangle that was Hermione's hair with just a flick of her hand. She applied some light makeup and left Hermione's long chestnut hair hanging down her back.

Hermione was just about to slip on her shoes when there was a knock at the door. She walked over and opened it to find a familiar face staring back. "YOU'RE MY SISTER!" a voice screeched loudly.

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