A/N:I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. It's just I started softball and have been working on the novel I'm writing.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot not the characters.
Chapter 3: MOTHER!
It was now September 19th. It was Hermione's birthday. When she woke up she felt different. She felt a little more confident and cunning. She also looked different. She no longer looked like Hermione Granger. She looked like Elena Riddle.
She woke up early and discovered the changes. She would have shrieked but her dorm mates were all asleep and she didn't want to disturb them. She quietly got dressed and sneaked out of the dormitory and into the common room. From there she walked up to her mother's office to see if she could change her looks back.
When she got there she told the portrait of a jester "Fera Verto" which happened to be the password. She found her mother sitting at her desk doing her bun which was usually always in place. McGonagall stood up and gasped "Elena."
"Mother. What am I going to do? I can't go to class looking like this! Everyone would notice the likeness between us like this. I mean can you change me back? "Hermione asked
"I'll try dear, "Minerva replied. She attempted to change Hermione back but her attempts didn't avail. "I'm sorry my baby girl but I think the fact that I'm your mother has to come out."
"NO," Hermione inwardly groaned. Who really needed this double life? Her mother was muttering something under her breath. It sounded an awful lot like 'curse you tom riddle for doing this to your own daughter.'
"Mom how do I explain this to Harry and Ron?" Hermione asked. She was kind of hoping for her to make up a lie but of course that would never happen. "The truth about me but not about your father. I don't care who but not Tom Riddle." Said Minerva.
"You want my Dad to be Snape? I mean we both have the black hair, it is kind of possible." Said Hermione. "Um that's kind of wrong Elena. I mean I could be his mother. That's how old I am so can't we just say we don't know who your father is?" she replied.
"I guess mom but what about the looks part? Do I just say glamour charms?" Hermione asked. She was a good actress so it could be pulled off.
"Go with that . Oh and Elena," Minerva said.
"Yes?"
"Happy Birthday. Come by my quarters later for your present"
"See you in class mom," Hermione said as she went over the cover story in her head.