A/N: This story is not mine, this plot belongs to Dededpopop. She wrote a few chapters and I fell in love with the plot, unfortunately, she no longer wanted to continue and was deleting it. I contacted her and we came to an agreement; I may revise the chapters she has already done and can continue on with the story as I wish as long as she has input on all chapters and the rights remain hers.
The following chapter is mainly of her mind, some parts are revised. If you have read her story before you will notice some of the changes.
All thoughts are in "Italics" and the thought point of view changes between Hermione/Draco. This is my first multi-chapter story, I hope to do it justice. Please review!
Hermione Granger isn't an ordinary girl; she is a witch. She classifies herself as an average girl in looks, not gorgeous, but she wasn't ugly either. She has bushy brown hair, deep chocolate-brown eyes, and a small, slight figure. This was all going to change soon.
The sun had slowly started rising behind the clouds and most people would still be dreaming silently in their sleep, but, not Hermione. She was sitting on her padded window bench clutching a piece of parchment, crying.
She pressed her forehead against the glass, watching the misty morning sunrise. The glass felt cool to her hot, wet face. Hermione felt as if her life were a movie and, secretly, she was hoping it was. She wished the screen would go black, the credits could roll, the lights could go up, and life would go back to normal.
"At least as normal as my strange life can be." she thought with a watery smile. Unfortunately, she was stuck in a harsh reality and that things were never going to be the same.
Ministry of Magic
Secret Protection Program
Real Name ~ Leonada Antoinette Maria Mia Zabini
Parents Names~ Maria Antoinette Zabini nee Nieves (Mother)
Anthony Donovan Zabini (Father)
Sibling/s Name~ Blaise Anthony Donovan Zabini (Twin Brother)
Miss Zabini will be put into protection for reasons that will not be discussed until further notice. She shall be under protection by two Squibs who have been fully noted on the situation at hand.
Protection Parents' Names:
Jean Granger
Simon Granger
Miss Zabini shall be known as Hermione Jean Granger.
A Glamour Charm will be placed over Miss Zabini to hide her true identity and it shall be removed on her 17th birthday and her true parents will retrieve her and explain why the protections were necessary.
Note: If Miss Zabini is to find out about the protections before her 17th birthday authorities will be notified and her Glamour Charm will be removed within twenty-four hours and her true parents will be notified and appear to retrieve her as soon as possible.
Signed
John Paul Montgomery
Head of Protection
Ministry of Magic
Every time Hermione read the letter she would begin to cry again. "What the hell? Am I not Hermione Granger? My whole life was a giant lie." she cried even more. "I need answers and Merlin's saggy ass, I'm going to bloody well get them!" her mind raged.
"Wait, the letter said if I found out before my birthday," she checked her clock. It was 6:15 in the morning. Today, June 19th, marked exactly three months until her 19th Birthday.
"How is it that the Glamour charm is still on me after almost two years past my 17th birthday?" she wondered. She began to blink rapidly as she realized, "Montgomery died a few years back. Only he and a select few must have known about this at the Ministry. A war was going on, they would have been to busy with that than to take off a Glamour on some girl."
Hermione heard talking and crying coming from downstairs and she instantly felt sick. That feeling was replaced by a sharp, shooting pain throughout her body. She held her breath waiting for it to pass.
This pain was nothing compared to the torture what she went through at Malfoy Manor under the wand and knife of Bellatrix Lestrange. When the pain subsided she felt different. She stood on shaky legs and made her way to her mirror on the back of her bedroom door. She was surprised at what she saw.
Her appearance had changed drastically. Gone was her boring colored eyes and in their place was a pair of perfectly almond-shaped, dreamlike, sapphire eyes. Her ghostly pale skin was now a golden goddess-like skin tone.
Her hair, that once fell in unruly brown curls, was now as black as night, straight as an arrow, reached all the way down her back, and brushed against her hips, right where her belt-loops would be. It had a beautiful sheen to it as if her hair had been kissed by the shining sun.
Her height had changed from her long and lanky 5 foot 10 frame to a comfortable 5 foot 5.
The biggest change she noticed about herself was that her bra and knickers no longer fit, not by a long shot. Her chest was about twice as big as before, and her ass was full and round now.
"Holy shit! I have tits! I must be a C cup, at the least, probably a D. And my ass and hips, they are bigger too! I finally have an hour-glass figure!" she thought, her eyes showed her delight. Her whole new physic was perfect; she had a toned core, shapely legs, perfect curves, and a bit of muscle to her arms.
The muffled voices from downstairs grew louder and she snapped out of her reverie. She may like the way she now looked, but, why was this change happening in the first place has yet to be explained?
"That's it, I'm done with this shit!" her mind screamed. She stormed down the stairs and straight into the Granger's sitting room where she heard the voices coming from. The moment she walked into the room her heart stopped and she froze.
The Grangers weren't alone. There was a beautiful woman with long black, straight hair, high cheekbones, and a figure to die for. Next to her was a tall, buff, olive-skinned man with dark curly hair that went to his shoulders.
"Oh gods, they must be my biological parents. The guy next to them, that's Blaise Zabini. Oh shit! He is my twin brother. I have a fucking brother!" she thought.
When she thought things couldn't get any more confusing, she took notice of the three people standing next to her biological family; Lucius, Narcissa and Draco Malfoy, dressed in their best.
She closed her eyes and took a deep, calming breath. When she opened them, her eyes seemed to glow with the intensity of her magic and rage. Jagged lightning bolts sparked and cracked around her body and she tried to stay calm.
She took one last breath while looking straight at the woman who claimed to be her mother her whole life, then screamed: "What the fucking hell!?"
I honestly hate the idea that Hermione is a prude and a goody-goody. Her best friends are BOYS! There is no way she doesn't have a potty-mouth, lol and she is always in danger, so she can't be a goody-goody, she just doesn't get caught ;)
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