Hermione moved the trunk downstairs to the dinning room table. She brewed a large pot of coffee, knowing this could take a long time. With coffee in hand, she opened the trunk, peering inside. Papers filled most of the trunk, and she grabbed the top most paper and began to read.
She read love letters from a young couple in love from the wizarding world. There were talks to dates to a quidditch match as well as getting ice cream in Diagon Alley. She made a pile of these letters, making a mental note to put them in order.
There were other letters from family members, parental units giving their disappointment, siblings writing of their adventures, even a few from friends. These letters were given their own piles according to whom they were addressed to.
Digging deeper, she found some official looking papers, the seals opened and cracking with age. She found their old Hogwarts letters, bank information at Gringotts, Ministry of Magic documents, and much more. There were keys and a pair of wands wrapped up in an old cloth. Under the cloth was a book, blank cover, but looked very well worn.
Hermione picked up the book, curious to the contents of it. She opened to the first page, seeing it was actually a photo album. She noticed how they were of the same two people, who she assumed to be the owners of the trunk, and then, she took a closer look at the two.
The book dropped to the ground as she screamed. There was no way. She ran upstairs and grabbed her copy of "Pureblood Families And Their Histories" and ran back down. She stumbled over the last step, cursing under her breath. Putting the book down, she grabbed the copy of the crest and compared it to all of the ones in the book.
She found the page with the matching crest, and she then began to read the description of the family:
"The Dewin Family
This particular pureblood family was among the successful magical researchers, a trait that has been passed down since the elder family head, Howeld. Famous papers from the Dewin family include the studies of Monkshood, Boggarts and Their Phenomenon, Potions for Success, and many more.
Current living family members is unknown. Many believed the youngest son, Richard, was a Squib, and married another Squib, while others believe he was a victim of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."
She gazed upon the pictures on the family tree, seeing physical traits passed down. She looked back at the photo album, noting the same traits on the man in them. Curious, she went to the living room, hunting for a current family photo album and opened it up to the latest pictures.
There was no way this was possible. Hermione looked at all the pictures side by side. There was no mistaking the hereditary nose, the curly hair, the knowledgeable eyes. Wanting to know more, she read further in the stacks of papers.
Many hours later, and her pot of coffee finished, Hermione had most of her questions answered. She looked at her parchment with the notes she took down, taking a deep breath while re-reading them. Her mind was still unable to grasp the concept, that both her parents are pureblood wizards, and was curious onto why they had left the world of magic behind.