Hello again! Yes the names were from Poe's short story! Studied him in school this year and thought they sounded like pure blood names. (Also don't be confused. The Malfoys proved their change of sides when Narcissa did what she did in the 7th book. The older Malfoys served 2 years in Azkaban and paid a heavy fine.)

I woke up with an intense headache. Wait, it's the middle of the day. Why am I in bed? Suddenly the events of the day came back to me. I groaned and sink my head back onto the pillow.

"Mione you're up!" Ginny exclaimed from the chair she was reading from in the room. "How are you feeling?"

"Just a little overwhelmed. I can't believe I fainted! In front of the whole Order. How pathetic." I mumbled.

"No Mione! Don't think that way! No one thinks ill of you. That was a lot of news to take in." Ginny reassured me.

"I guess your right. Oh no, what about work?" I realized suddenly, tried to get up, but Ginny pushed me back down.

"I floo'ed you in sick for the rest of the day Mione. We thought you would want to rest."

"I guess you're right." I said sadly. "What happened at the meeting after I left?"

"We were talking about the details after you left. If this is true mum said you're my second cousin." Ginny finished sheepishly.

"Your second cousin?" I asked. That means I'm also related to Ron …oh my!

"Yeah, Ron was mad after you left." Ginny admitted guiltily.

I sat there in shock. My entire world was totally upside down. First I found out that everything that had formed who I am today, was a lie. Ever since I had gone to Hogwarts I had felt the push to succeed beyond what was expected because I was a muggle born. Now I'm a pure blood? Now I'm related to the only man I have ever loved? What's a girl to do?

"How exactly are we related?"

"Well it's kind of confusing, but your biological Mum is the daughter of my Aunt Muriel and Uncle Billius, or something like that."

"Oh." Was all I could get out. This is nloody insane. Everything is changing so fast.

"Well, Mum said I'm supposed to bring you lunch, when you wake up. Just stay in bed and I'll be back in a bit."Ginny said as she walked out the door. I had a lot to think about.

She brought me a grand lunch made by Mrs. Weasley. I stayed in bed for a while longer, but then later decided to go back to my flat. I floo'ed home quickly, so no one realized I left. They just wouldn't understand that I needed some time alone. This was all so overwhelming.

Around dinner time I decided to make some food. I went into the kitchen and started cooking when all of a sudden someone knocked on my door. I walked to the door to see who was there. It was Harry.

"Hey Mione, can I come in?" he asked with no emotion on his face. I couldn't tell if it was good or bad news.

"Of course Harry!" I said as I opened the door all the way, so he could come in. We went in the family room and sat down on the couch.

"Mione, I know everything is crazy right now, but everyone will help you through this. I went to the library and looked in "The Book of Pure" and it is you. Same birthday, same year of graduation, and same first name. It's not like your name is all that common. You'll have to go get the blood test tomorrow, but that shouldn't be a problem since you work at the hospital. Mione please breath!"

I hadn't realized I was holding my breath, but I took a much need breath. Harry looked a little more relaxed. I kept telling myself that I could handle this. I mean, I dealt with Voldemort for practically 7 years. I could handle this, right?

"Thanks Harry, for looking into this." I said in a quiet voice. He looked at me and then gave me a hug.

"It'll be alright Mione. The only thing that's going to change is that now you will never have to work."

I gave him a small smile; trying to convince him I was fine, and he could leave. I wanted to be alone.

"Harry I'm really tired, and I bet Ginny is wondering where you are. Maybe you should head home."

"Alright Mione, but I'll see you tomorrow." He said as he walked towards the floo.

I got off the couch and went into my bedroom, so I could get some sleep. I fell asleep immediately, totally forgetting about dinner.

*LM pov*

"Yes father, the business is going splendidly. I have recently opened a new hotel in the United States. It is a very great investment plan. There are practically no hotels like ours there. Magical but not obviously so." Draco said as he gave me the updates on the business we had recently started. It was very successful, and it was increasing our fortune greatly.

The only problem was, that this new hotel in America just sounded like he wanted to be by his ditzy girl friend. Did he seriously think that we would just stand by and let him mess up the Malfoy name? I frowned at me son. "Draco, you are not seriously still dating that girl, are you?"

"Yes father, I am. She is a pure blood."

"My son, there are many pure bloods in Britain that you could choose from."

"Well now a days, people are making jokes about mudbloods being pure! Just look at the article about Granger in the Daily Prophet today."

"Son, I looked in 'The Book of Pure" myself to see if the rumor was true. I was friends with Stephen Montresor, and it's true. Hermione is very much a pure blood."

Draco sat there in shock for about a minute. "No …."

"Yes son, it's true. You need to stop seeing that American and find a suitable wife."

Draco then excused himself from the room. I went back to reading over what the Ministry would be releasing soon.

The Minister of Magic has felt it is his responsibility to encourage the wizarding community to repopulate, after the decline in numbers due to the war. A marriage law will be put into effect on May first. You must marry the spouse that the Ministry has assigned for you within the year. The Ministry will complete a series of tests to find your best match. If the witch or wizard does not like the pair, they may come to the Ministry. Not many couples will be changed. Every couple must produce a magical offspring within 3 years of marriage, because of the slow manner in which our world is repopulating. If a witch or wizard refuses, they will have their wand confiscated, and sent to Azkaban for life.

The Minister of Magic will be releasing that statement sometime this week. Draco will just have to deal with the fact that he cannot stay with that American. Hermione will be good for like Narcissa was good for me.

Now that I think about it Chrissy was the best thing that ever happened to Stephen. I remember how much they disliked each other because of their families' feud in the beginning. Well at least until fourth year, then Stephen decided he was going to marry Chrissy. Now THAT was an ordeal. He spent the next 3 years trying to make her fall in love with him.

I remember after that qudditich game against Ravenclaw in 6th year. Charles Zambini put his arm around Chrissy, and kissed her. Charles was in the hospital wing for practically a week. Chrissy had been so mad at Stephen. She always thought he was an immature show off, and that he was too quick to curse people. Eventually they ended up together …like we all knew they would. Well everyone, but their families.

I don't want to sit here and think about old times. Maybe I should go have a visit with the minister.

*HG pov*

I woke up early the next morning, and decided to actually get ready for work. Usually I just pull my hair back and go, but I bet there will be reporters there because of this whole Montresor thing. I better do my hair. I took a shower, dried my hair magically, did my make-up, put on my favorite pink scrubs, and floo'ed to work.

I was there a little before six, so I went to get my blood drawn for the DNA test. The nurse took it quickly, and then I went on with the rest of my work day trying to forget about the whole ordeal.

I work for the ministry and the hospital, so that basically means I take care of the Ministry people, and their families, along with special cases.

I had a normal day, busy, but normal. It was nearing 5 o'clock and I was really starting to feel worn out. This job is so tiring.

All of a sudden a nurse was rushing towards me. "Hermione! The healer on my floor needs your assistance. Can you come down to help? It's an emergency!"

I just nodded and followed her down two floors to the critical care unit. I walked into the room expecting blood, but there surprisingly was none. Even more surprising was the patient. Lying on the bed was none other than, Draco Malfoy. My heart rate quickened as I noticed it was him.

"What happened to him?" I asked as I walked in. There didn't seem to be anything wrong. He just looked like he was sleeping.

"That's why we need you. We can't figure it out. His girlfriend brought him in. She was a mess and couldn't tell us what was wrong with him. He has no obvious trauma, and no symptoms of anything we can think of. We're stumped. He just won't wake up." Said the old healer in a worried voice. That's why I love my job. I get to do many things in the hospital. I get to work on special cases like these, and also normal things such as pregnancies for ministry people.

"I'll look him over and see what I find." I said as I started towards him. I checked everything I could think of, and I was just about to give up when I saw a mark on him arm. I took a closer look.

"HEALER TOMPSON! SEND IN THE GIRL FRIEND!"

I continued to study the small cut. I'm pretty sure it's a…

"Here she is." The older healer informed me.

In walked a pretty, tall, blonde, who looked a little too skinny. She also looked as if she had been crying and her mascara was running. Typical Malfoy!

"I-I-I d-d-don't know wwwhat happened." She said with a weird accent.

I was about to ask her a question when I heard yelling from out in the hall. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T SEE MY SON?! AND WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU MEAN SOMEONE FROM THE MINISTRY IS ON HIS CASE!? MINISTRY PEOPLE ARE BLOODY INCOPITANT. WHY DOES SHE GET TO GO IN? I AM HIS FATHER!"

I paused, knowing it was Lucius Malfoy, "Healer Tompson, you may send them in. I think I'll get more helpful information out of them."

All of a sudden it was quiet again and the Malfoys walked in proudly. I turned towards them in a business like manner. "Now it is very important you answer all of this truthfully, and do not lie. If I am correct we have about 10 hours to correct this." I finished and looked at Lucius. Narcissa looked as though she had been crying. She rushed over to her son and held his hand, "10 hours?! We'll tell you anything!"

I smiled, knowing that she would get Mr. Malfoy to talk. I turned towards the girlfriend, "Were you in a garden when he started the reaction?"

She looked confused for a second, "How did you know? I forgot to tell anyone that."

"You stupid girl! Why wouldn't you tell the healers that?!" Sneered Mr. Malfoy.

I ignored both of them and continued talking, "Do you have any poisonous flowers in your garden that are illegal? The only thing I can think of that would cause a reaction like this is a 'rodedemdrim's snare.' Those are very rare, and most defiantly illegal."

Mr. Malfoy opened his mouth in shock, but didn't say anything because Mrs. Malfoy talked before he regained his composure, "LUCIUS! He has played in that garden since he was young. There were poisonous plants in it?!"

I smiled at the repentive look on his face. "Honey, I swear I didn't know of these plants. I've never even heard of them! I don't go in the bloody garden."

"Language Lucius!" Mrs. Malfoy looked ready to fight back, but I stopped her, "I'm sorry but you will have to continue this out in the hall. We have some work to do." I looked at Healer Tompson.

He looked at me shocked, "I've been here for about 30 years and I have no idea what you're talking about. I'll get them in the hall. Just call me if you need me. Good job Miss. Granger!"

I smiled, but then hurried and got to work. I remembered reading something about this terrible plant while we were fighting Voldemort. We had to be ready for anything. If the plant came in contact with a person's blood, it would gradually shut down your organs one by one. I did some research, and got to work quickly. The only way to heal a person who came in contact with it was to give them a series of potions that luckily, the hospital had.

It took over 5 hours, but he was starting to stir so I hurried and got his parents. They rushed in and I hurried to take my leave and head home. I had already worked a lot of over time already. It was time for another healer to deal with the situation I had saved.

Right before I was about to leave Healer Tompson stopped me. "Good job today Miss. Granger. The blood lab sent a memo earlier saying your test results were done."

I sighed. It seems like I'm never going to get home. I told him what to tell the Malfoys, and then headed to the blood lab. I walked in and was stopped by a very small old women, "Miss. Montresor?" She asked.

Great, I guess I know the results. "So the blood test showed I am in fact a Montresor?"

"Oh yes, it is a great honor to meet you. Your grandmother is a very intersting person."

I just nodded and took the sheet of paper she was handing me. I had no idea who my 'grandmother' was. I would never know, since apparently she killed my parents! I looked down at the sheet and read, CONFIRMED: HERMIONE TRINA MONTRASOR

*DM pov*

When I woke up, I felt like my whole body was sore. What happened to me? I had been with Emily in my parent's garden talking, and then …I couldn't control what I was doing, and don't remember.

I looked around. aw bloody hell. I'm in the hospital! I continued to look around and suddenly my parents entered the room. My mum practically ran to me and started to cry.

"Don't you ever do that again Draco! You almost died!" my mum said sternly.

My dad however was just glaring at Emily. "Do what? What happened?" I asked, trying to ease the tension.

My mum went into a fresh round of tears, so I turned to my dad for an answer. "Well son, you went for a walk in the garden after lunch with your stupid girlfriend, and you came in contact with a poisonous plant. She knew enough to take you here, but didn't even think to tell the healers you had been around plants! The doctors couldn't figure out was wrong for four hours, and if it weren't for Hermione you would be dying right now."

I stared at him with my mouth open. He had just called Granger by her first name?! "The mudblood saved me?"

"DRACO!" My mum glared. "She saved your life!"

My dad smirked, "And besides, it's official. She had her blood test today. Her blood is as pure as blood can be. Can't say that about everyone in the room." He sent a glare at Emily, "Well I'm going to go find Miss. Montresor to talk about your condition and how long you'll be here. Narcissa, you can stay with him."

He left and finally Emily walked towards me, "Drakey, I'm so sorry! I was just so scared that you were going to die!" She said before she started to cry. I saw my mum wince, out of the corner of my eye, when she said Drakey. She hated nick names for me.

"It's alright Emily." I reassured her. She looked a mess. She'd been crying and I could tell. Her usual put together confidence wasn't present at the moment.

I continued to reassure my mum and Emily I was fine until my dad came storming back into the room. "SHE LEFT!" He yelled as he came in. He had never been one to show emotion. He had always showed he cared by getting the absolute best for the ones he loved, which today seemed to be Granger. "Can you believe that?! She left?!"

"Honey, she already did her job. I heard the other healers talking about how she'd already been working for over 3 hours after her shift. We're lucky she didn't just transfer Draco's case to someone else who didn't know what they were doing." My mum said, trying to calm my dad down.

"Fine, but she better be here tomorrow!" He finished crossly.

"Oh she will be." Came a voice from behind him. It was a little old Healer (Tompson). "She always sees her cases all the way through. She told me before she had to go to her appointment at the blood screening. Draco won't be released for a couple of days, because she needs to do some tests to make sure there's no permanent damage."

My mum gasped, "Permanent?!"

The old healer smiled, "She also told me to tell you not to worry Mrs. Malfoy. She said she's pretty sure there won't be any permanent damage, because she stopped it before hour 10. She didn't think you would want to take that chance."

Mum took a deep calming breath and then looked over at me with a critical eye, as if checking me for permanent damage. I took a deep breath. This was going to be a long couple of days.

What do you think?! Going too fast? Review!

-Grace