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Prologue

She could not deny it any longer. He is in her every thought and fantasy. If only he would see her for who she is.

But who is she exactly?

Is she just the Gryffindor know-it-all? The smart part of the Golden Trio? The motherly one to her two best friends? The plain girl striving for acceptance? The too smart mudblood?

The problem is simple. Hermione Granger is none of these things. To be perfectly honest, some things apply to her personality and previous actions. She does like to press her knowledge onto the people around her. She is a Gryffindor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Even she had to admit that she was brilliant. It was definitely a full time job trying to take care of her friends. It was the next few things causing problems in her life.

All was not as it seems with Hermione lately. She isn't as plain as one would imagine. In fact, she actively hid her beauty from the people around her. She never claimed to be an outrageous beauty, but something amazing happened on her eighteenth birthday. And this leads us to the biggest problem.

Hermione is a pureblood. On her eighteenth birthday, things happened. Things happened that should have completely blown her world to pieces and crumbled her very existence. But instead, they almost make sense. In a way, they explain so much of who she was and what she can be.

She is Hermione Gaunt, and she is Voldemort's last living relative and Slytherin's true heir.

And she is completely in love with Severus Snape.