Hello my dudes, I come bearing gifts! This is a new fic I started during my little hiatus of sorts.

Came to me while I was riding my bike to the grocery store so I hope you all enjoy it! I have a few chapters finished, but I will be spacing them out as I go + I still need to update Parlay and Breathe Into Me. But rest assured this one has a few chapters already finished you should see more soon. Anywho enjoy!

Chapter 1 : Hello Stranger

"Victorie, psst, Victorie pssst,"

"What is it Dominque?" the tired body of a young girl groggily asked, eyes closed. She'd been having a lovely sleep before her younger sister had woken her up.

"I'm thirsty," the younger girl stated.

"Then go get some water," Victorie replied, not bothering to move from her prone form on her bed.

"But," the young girl tried to retort, but was cut off by the annoyed grunt from her older sister. Turning over in her bed the older girl made no indication that she'd be moving from her bed any time soon.

"Fine," the younger girl harrumphed and with a groan of indignancy she marched out of their shared room to get a glass of water.

The young girl was scared of the dark and had wanted her older sister to accompany her, but to her surprise there was a light on. 'Strange' she thought to herself. Her parents were usually asleep by now.

Taking careful steps she tip toed down the hall towards the kitchen. Stopping short when she heard her father's angry tone.

"She's my daughter! I raised her,"

"We agreed we'd tell 'er when zee time was right!"

"Hermione's been gone for 11 years Fleur, what difference does it make"

"She iz Victorie's real parent,"

"She's gone Fleur! I'm here I've been here for all of her firsts or have you forgotten that?"

"Non Bill,"

"Are you still in love with her!?"

"Bill pleeeze,"

"Why can't you answer me!?"

"I'm not 'aving this conversation,"

That was all the young girl could bear to hear as she felt her heart hammering against her chest. What had her parents said? Victorie wasn't her father's daughter? That couldn't be true. It, it just couldn't be.

Taking a few moments to gather herself the 9-year-old, quietly tip toed back to her shared room. Thirst forgotten.

She made quick work of getting back to her room and closed the door as quietly as she could behind her.

Her sister was still fast asleep. With a heavy sigh the young girl crawled back into her bed and pulled the blankets over herself. She'd talk to Victorie in the morning. What had her parent's meant Victorie wasn't her dad's. She was Hermione Grangers? The War Hero? She'd heard wrong, she knew she must've.

Shutting her eyes tight she eventually drifted off to sleep, Victorie would be able to explain it all in the morning. She always did.

- - - x - - - - - - -

"Why can't I go to Diagon Alley? The limited edition of Hogwarts a History was released today, Mum said you'd take me," Victorie all but shouted. The family of four was seated over the breakfast table at Shell Cottage.

"Because I said so, I've promised your uncle George I'd help him out at the shop and that is no way to talk to your father young lady," Bill Weasley chastised as his 11 year old daughter glared at him from across the table.

"Mum can you take me?" the young girl asked after a few moments of glaring at her father.

"Sure," the older witch replied with a small smile. Her oldest giving her a wide smile in turn.

"No Fleur, not until she's learned some respect," Bill argued. His wife beside him looking at her husband quizzically.

"I 'ardly zink zis is a fair punishment Bill, it iz just a book," Fleur countered. Her husband growing increasingly irate beside her.

"I said no," Bill repeated once more.

"Non, It iz just a book," Fleur countered back.

"And I said no, she won't be going," Bill snapped, causing his daughters to jump at the sudden burst of anger.

"Girlz can you pleeze go to your roomz," Fleur instructed as her children nodded and got up, leaving to go to their rooms.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't undermine my authority dearest," Bill bit out as he stared at his wife. He and his eldest girl had been getting into rows as of late. Partly due to her thinking that she didn't need to respect him as her father and partly due to him seeing increasingly appearing mannerisms the girl had inherited from her other biological parent. A slap to his pride, he'd raised the girl. She was his daughter not Hermione's.

"It iz just a book Bill, it 'ardly warrants a punishment, it iz zee limited edition, she's been waiting a 'hole year," Fleur tried to explain. Her daughter had been very much looking forward to the limited edition book coming out. The edition included a special section on the Golden Trio that vanquished Voldemort. With exclusive never before scene pictures from the war, and experts from two of the surviving trio. Plus a special tribute to Hermione Granger the lost Golden Girl. She'd be lying to herself if she said she hadn't cried at hearing what the book would hold. She'd donated some pictures for the special edition after all.

"She needs to learn to respect me as her father Fleur, how is she going to learn to do that if you keep undermining my authority," Bill tried to reason.

"It iz just a book," Fleur countered once more.

"I'm not having this discussion anymore Fleur, I said she can't go and that's final," Bill said, and with a huff he got up. "I'll be at the shop till late," he said and grabbed his coat off the nearby coat rack, a pop followed. He'd apparated away.

- - - x - - - - - - -

"Is this book really that great?" Dominique asked, the two girls had decided to sit on Victorie's bed while they waited on the verdict from their parents.

"I've been waiting all year for this Domie, you know how much this means to me," the older girl tried to reason. Her younger sister huffed beside her.

"You made them fight," she grumbled.

"Did not," the older girl retorted.

The sudden sound of the door opening startled both girls from their argument.

"Would you two be ok by yourselves for a bit?" Fleur inquired as she stepped into her daughter's room.

"Where are you going mum?" Victorie asked, her sister beside her wanting to ask the same question.

"I need to pick up some zings, I'll be back shortly," Fleur explained with a smile.

The smile that spread across her eldest girl's face could light up a room.

"Lets keep this between us, just us girls," Fleur said with a smile. Both girls nodded in turn.

- - -x - - - - -

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you Mummy," Victorie exclaimed as she hugged Fleur. Her mum had picked up the Limited edition of Hogwarts a History for her.

"Remember just us girls," Fleur said with a smile and a wink at her two girls. Her oldest and youngest nodding in turn.

"Ow about I prepare lunch and we have a picnic on the beach," the older witch suggested. Both girls nodding enthusiastically in turn.

- - - x - - -

The rest of the day was spent in relative tranquility, the three had their picnic. Went for a swim in the ocean and talked about Victorie's upcoming first year at Hogwarts.

"Hon! Girls! I'm home!" The booming voice of Bill Weasley rang out throughout the house. I'd been a long day and the shop had been especially busy with the new school year starting up. He was glad to finally be home.

"Dad!" The enthusiastic voice of his youngest all but shouted before the young girl flung herself at her father.

"Dom! Did you have a good day?" Bill asked, his daughter clinging to his waist.

"We went to the beach!" The young girl exclaimed. As her dad patted her on the head.

"Did you now," he mused aloud as a set of footsteps neared.

"Did you 'ave a good day Bill," Fleur asked her husband as she stood by the doorway leading to the hallway.

"Busy day, kids getting their things before the term starts," Bill replied. He and his wife had been having continuous conflicts as of late. He hoped they could get past them tonight, he was hoping for a bit of 'comfort' so to speak. Bit hard to do when the other party is miffed at you.

"I see," Fleur said and turned back round to make her way to their room.

"Would you mind letting me go darling, I'd like to tuck in for the night, been a long day," Bill excused much to his 9 year old's reluctance.

"Ok," the young girl dejectedly answered. She'd been hoping to spend a little time with her father before bed

"How about we go flying tomorrow, just you and me ?" Bill offered, after noticing the dejected look on his daughter's face.

"Can Victorie come too?" The 9 year old asked.

"If she'd like too,..sure," Bill said with a slight grimace, he could never get the older girl to go flying. Never wanted to do anything fun. Always stuck in her books. Just like Her.

"Great! I'll ask!" Dominique exclaimed letting go of her father and running back to her room.

'Now hopefully tonight can go a lot smoother,' Bill thought to himself as he made his way to his and Fleur's room.

"I heard you and the girls went to the beach today," Bill said as he walked into his room.

"It was lovely," Fleur simply replied.

"I'm taking the girls flying tomorrow, would you like to join us?" Bill inquired. It felt like his wife and wasn't the warmest tonight, hopefully he'd be able to change that.

"I 'ave a few errands to run," Fleur excused. She was going to meet Harry, Ron and Ginny for brunch the next day. A usual occurrence between the 4 of them after Hermione had left them. A friendship born in grief.

"Too important to spend with your family?" Bill accused.

"As Victorie agreed? " Fleur countered. She really was not in the mood for her husband's attitude.

"Not yet, but she's my daughter and she'll do as she's told," Bill countered back.

"You certainly don't act like she is! She won't like flying you know zis!" Fleur snapped back, her husbands attitude intolerable.

"And who's fault is that!" Bill shouted back.

"Pardon?" Fleur questioner incredulously.

"You heard me," Bill defended.

"We would not be married if 'Ermione was still with us, 'ou forget dear husband," Fleur snapped. Her husband across from her turning a deep shade of red at her words.

"I've tried to connect with her Fleur, I've tried," Bill bit out, his wife's words had hurt him. He knew Fleur would not have taken an interest in him if Hermione was still in the picture. Still, it stung to hear.

"She is just a girl Bill, she needs constant reassurance not to be berated every time she does somezing zats not to your liking," Fleur explained trying to calm herself down.

"She's so like her," Bill stated, it was true. Victorie's mannerisms and facial expressions had become more and more like Hermione's as the years went by. A mini Hermione in all but looks. She was Fleur's mirror in looks.

"I know," Fleur said sadly, there wasn't a day that went by that she didn't miss her long since gone wife. Her daughter was all she had left of her. Her precious Victorie Rose.

"I'll sleep on the couch tonight," Fleur said after a few moments of silence.

"You don't have to do that, I can-"

"Non, ze lamp zere is better for reading," Fleur excused, gathering her things.

"I-I'm sorry, I -," Bill tried to apologize.

"It's fine, 'ave a good night Bill," Fleur said as she made her way to the door. "Try to understand 'er please," Fleur pleaded, and with that she made her way out.

"Bugger, that could have gone better," Bill mused aloud as the door shut closed behind Fleur.

With a final huff of annoyance he discarded his clothes all the way down to his boxers and slipped into bed. There would be no hanky Panky tonight, welp at least he had his hand.

— - - x —-

"I'll be home around 6 tonight, will you two be ok without me?" Hermione asked, today was a big day for her. Today the ministry had decided would be the day they destroyed all of the existing time-turners. Too much power in the wrong hands could prove fatal. And no one wanted any dark wizards trying to run amuck with one especially after the fall of Voldemort. Lasting peace was preferred. For their children and the children to come.

"Oui, Victorie 'as been a little more active as of late, but she just misses her mozer when she's gone," Fleur warmly replied with a soft smile. Hand on her belly, they were expecting their first. A beautiful little girl if the medi-witches were to be believed.

"I'll try to hurry home as soon as I'm able too," Hermione said placing her hand on her wife's stomach.

"Try to be good for your mummy," Hermione said placing a kiss on Fleur's stomach, and then one on Fleur's lips.

"I love you both," Hermione said pulling back.

"And we love you, now go so zat 'ou can 'urry back to us," Fleur playfully chastised as her wife chuckled and placed one final kiss on her cheek.

"I'll be home before you know it!" Hermione said and with a final smile apparated away.

—- x - - —-

"I don't like flying Dom," Victorie tried to reason, her younger sister had woken her up an hour earlier than her usual time.

"But dad's home today! It'll be fun," Dominique tried to reason.

"You two have fun, I'll stay home, I've got to get ready for my first year," Victorie tried to reason.

"Hogwarts doesn't start for another 2 months!" Dominique countered.

"Which means I've got limited time to start reading my books," Victorie reasoned. She'd wanted to get a head start and be the brightest witch of her year, just like Hermione Granger.

"You can miss a day can't you?" Dominique tried to reason.

"I don't like flying," Victorie stated.

"You never like doing anything," Dominique grumbled.

"I do too," Victorie muttered rolling her eyes.

"It's because you don't like doing things with dad that he and mum fight all the time," Dominique accused after a few moments of silence.

"What!?" Victorie exclaimed, it was true that their parents had been arguing more as of late but it wasn't because of her.

"It's true, I heard them the other night," Dominique accused.

"What are you talking about Domie," Victorie tried to soothe as she got up from her bed and made to sit on her sisters' beside the young girl.

"T-they were arguing the other night when I went to get a glass of water," the younger girl began, heart beating wildly.

"They argue all the time," Victorie tried to reason.

"B-but not like this," the young girl said shaking her head, "Dad kept saying something about not saying something, that something didn't matter, a-and mum said that y-you were," The young girl all but stammered out. Her older sister beside her embracing her in a side hug, trying to calm the younger girl down.

"T-that you weren't dad's," Dominique stammered out.

"W-What? You must've heard wrong? Course I'm dad's I mean I'm a Weasley, Victorie Rose Weasley," Victorie reasoned. Her own heart beating wildly against her chest.

"No, no mom said that," Dominique struggled to say, pausing to try to calm herself.

"Said what?" Victorie inquired.

"I-I can't," Dominique struggled.

"Dominique what did mom say?" Victorie coaxed.

"She said that Hermione Granger was your real parent!" The younger girl all but shouted.

"S-she's my my my," the older girl stammered out, mind reeling from the information her younger sister had shouted.

"It's not true is it?" The younger girl asked looking up at her older sister.

"I don't know Domie," Victorie replied not meeting the younger girl's eyes.

"Dad was probably really angry, he didn't know what he was saying," Dominique stated trying to reason for the both of them.

Her older sister just sat there, arms having gone slack and staring at nothing.

"Victorie?" Dominique asked, her older sister scaring her with her silence.

"It would make sense," Victorie finally spoke aloud after several minutes of silence.

"What do you mean?" Dominique asked scared, as her older sister got up and walked to her respective bed, grabbing her new copy of the limited edition of Hogwarts a History. Opening the book and flipping through the pages.

"I was hoping I'd get a chance to get to the Hermione Granger excerpt in the book as I read along, but this can't wait," Victorie said as she finally came to a stop on a page.

"Victorie?" Dominique asked as she watched her sister concentrate on the page before her.

"It's true, it says so here," the older girl said as she walked back over to her younger sister book in hand.

The younger girl looked at the page in question as her sister sat beside her.

Golden Girl Lost In-Time

It was seven months to the day of the final battle of Hogwarts that tragedy struck the Wizarding World once more. On the day of the great time turner destruction of 1998, the day in which the Ministry deemed any and all time turners to be a liability to the peace and stability of the Wizarding community, that the war hero Hermione Granger was lost to us. A mishap with a defective time turner caused a glitch to occur and an explosion ensued. Much to the horror of everyone in attendance, Mrs. Granger was unfortunately engulfed in it.

"One second she was there and the next she was gone," Cho Chang, a ministry official from the Department of Mysteries was quoted to have said after the pandemonium that ensued.

The Ministry in all of its capacity attempted to find Mrs. Granger but was unsuccessful in its search. A symbolic funeral was held in respect to the golden girl that helped save the Wizarding World.

"I don't understand this doesn't say- " Dominique began to say.

"Keep reading," Victorie said.

She is survived by her wife and child Fleur Isabelle and Victorie Rose Granger.

"That c-can't- " the younger girl stammered. This couldn't be, this was a nightmare, her parents had been lying, how could they, how could. The younger girl didn't get a chance to dwell in her thoughts for long before she heard her older sister get up, book in her arms.

"They've been lying to me, not anymore," the older girl said with determination as she rushed out of the room.

— - - x - - - - -

"Will you be gone long today?" Fleur asked her husband as she set about making breakfast. Her husband taking a sip of coffee with the paper in front of him.

"Only till about 4 or so," he answered as they heard footsteps stomping into the kitchen.

"Why didn't you tell me!" Victorie all but shouted as she stood in the middle of the kitchen.

"Young lady that is no way to talk to your parents," Bill chastised.

"You're not even my dad why should I listen to you," Victorie angrily snapped back.

"Victorie Rose!" Fleur exclaimed, arms at her sides. Staring her oldest down. But the girl would not budge.

"He's not! My real parent is Hermione Granger!" Victorie countered back.

" I raised you young lady, you are my daughter" Bill snapped back. The girl before him stood ever defiant.

"You don't treat me like I am! And you treat mum horribly! My real mum wouldn't!" Victorie snapped back.

"Stop being mean to dad!" Dominique exclaimed coming up behind her older sister.

"He's your dad not mine," Victorie bit out.

"Take that back!" The younger girl said pushing her older sister.

"No, make me!" The older girl said pushing the other girl back. What ensued was a pushing match between the two. Both Bill and Fleur sprang to action pulling the two apart. Fleur held Victorie as Bill held Dominique.

"What 'as gotten into you," Fleur tried to reason as her oldest pushed her away, breaking out of the hold Fleur had her in.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why would you lie to me mummy," Victorie asked, tears running down her eyes.

"Ma petite, I wanted to tell 'ou," Fleur began.

"But you didn't, neither of you did, I'm different from you and him, I'm nothing like the two of you," Victorie said as the tears continued to fall.

"Victorie, I- " Bill tried to reason.

"Domie told me what you said the other night, you didn't want to tell me, why!" The older girl demanded.

"You're my daughter Victorie, I raised you, I was there for all of your firsts," Bill explained.

"Like that matters! You don't treat me like a daughter, you can't stand that I'd rather read my books than fly with you," Victorie snapped.

"You're so much like her, like Hermione, but it doesn't change the fact that you're my daughter," Bill reasoned once more.

"I'm not, and you can't stand that I'm hers and not yours!" Victorie angrily replied.

"Victorie please," Fleur said taking a step towards her eldest. It broke her heart to see her first born like this, she'd wanted to tell her from the beginning, but Bill had insisted that they wait. Now it had come to this.

"No, no I just want everyone to stop lying to me, you're all a bunch of liars!" The young girl shouted and with a pop she was gone.

"She just," Bill began.

"Accidental magic," Fleur finished.

"We need to find her," Fleur said hurrying for the floo.

"I'll drop Dominique at my parents," Bill said apparating away with his youngest.

— - - x —

In the small town of Llanwrtyd there stands a house. A simple 4 bedroom home long since uninhabited. The windows have been shut closed the garden unkept. And the dust gathered upon every surface.

A promising home where dreams were long ago lost and much grief was felt.

A young girl stares in disbelief at the home. Wondering where she's been taken. And where her family's gone.

"Where am I ?" She wonders aloud as she stands in front of the home. A beautiful home really. But looks to be uninhabited.

A sudden pop causing her to jump.

A woman with bushy wavy like hair tied up in a bun appears. She looks familiar, but the young girl can't place where exactly.

"I hope Fleur hasn't been waiting long," the older woman says, recognition dawns on the young girl and she shoots forward.

"Mum!"

End chapter 1

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Hello guys, hope all is well. Hope you guys enjoyed that chapter. I look forward to seeing you guys in the net one.

- CatSnidget009