Hello Everyone! As I've mentioned before, I can't continue The Truth Hurts because I'm not the same person I was four years ago. I still love certain ideas incorporated in that story, so that is what I'll be exploring in this story. Some things are going to be similar, while other things are quite different. I hope you guys like it!

Chapter 1

Hermione Granger stared out of the window in deep thought. She had boarded the Hogwarts Express early in the hopes of having some time for herself. This past summer had taken a great emotional toll on her and she just needed a few minutes to breathe before her friends bombarded her with questions. Her best friends Harry Potter, Ginny, and Ronald Weasley had sent her letters all summer and she hadn't bothered to answer them. This was strangely out of character because she was usually so diligent at answering messages. Hermione knew that as soon as her friends boarded the train, they would demand an explanation. She sighed as she thought of what excuse she could possibly come up with.

"What do you mean I'm adopted?" Hermione shrilled at her parents.

"You aren't our biological daughter," her mother explained, "We have wanted to tell you for a really long time, but how do you tell your daughter that she isn't your biologically?"

"So how did you find me?" she asked in a daze.

"Your headmaster came to us for help. There was a huge war going on in the Wizarding World and children weren't safe. I'm sorry, but we really don't know much about your origins. Your family had been targeted by Lord Voldemort and this was the only way to ensure your safety," her mother told her.

"Professor Dumbledore dropped you off and that's all we know," her father said simply.

Hermione just looked at them, "Why do I look like you?"

"Professor Dumbledore put a glamour charm over you as a safety measure," her mother answered at loss at what else to add to the conversation.

"How did he do it and how long does it last?" she asked them.

"We honestly don't know honey," her father answered.

"We love you Hermione. You are still our daughter," her mother said lovingly.

Hermione looked at them with dull eyes, "I don't know what to think right now. I'm going to my room."

Hermione looked at her parent's hurt expression and walked upstairs slowly. It felt like the world had just been placed on her shoulders and she didn't know what to do. How was she supposed to feel in this type of situation? Was she supposed to be happy that she had more family out there? Was she supposed to hate both her adopted and biological parents? She suddenly felt exhausted due to the revelation. Hermione knew she should feel something, but it was like every emotion she possessed had just evaporated into thin air. She craved a shower though. Her skin suddenly felt beyond disgusting like she was covered in filth. Hermione was disgusted that she was under a glamour charm. How was she supposed to look? She had finally started to accept her appearance and knew her features pretty well. After Hermione showered, she went to bed where she fell asleep immediately.

Hermione still couldn't believe that she was adopted. She had always felt confident in her identity. She was Hermione Jean Granger: feisty muggleborn witch, top of her class, and Head Girl. Now she had no idea who she was. Was she a muggleborn witch? The rest of her summer had been tense in the Granger household as she struggled to deal with the concept of her adoption. It wasn't that she hated her adopted parents, because she really didn't. Hermione still loved them dearly, but part of her couldn't believe they had lied to her for the past seventeen years.

She sighed as she realized that her friends would be boarding the train any minute. Hermione didn't want to tell them of her adoption, because she had no idea how they would react to such a revelation. It was something that she wanted to keep private. She wanted to find out who her biological family was as well as their story on her own. Hermione just felt like everything around her had changed and she just couldn't trust anyone with this information. It was for her and her alone. Her peace was broken by someone entering her compartment.

"Why look who we have here," Draco Malfoy drawled.

"What do you want?" Hermione sighed.

"I was just coming by to check on the new Head Girl," he smirked, "Do you know who the new Head Boy is?"

She ran her fingers through her hair irritated, "No I have no idea and unless you're in the mood to share who it is, I suggest that you leave now before you piss me off."

Malfoy's eyebrows rose, "Hermione Granger swore? My, my. Someone isn't in a pleasant mood. Well if you really wanted to know, I'm the new Head Boy."

"You are?" Hermione laughed, "That was a great joke. Why don't you go join your little group of followers now."

"I think I prefer to piss you off Granger," Malfoy winked at her.

"Malfoy if you don't leave now, everyone is going to think you have feelings for the mudblood," she replied.

In a flash, Malfoy crossed the compartment and pinned her against her seat his face inches away from her own.

"Don't you dare call yourself that filthy word again," Malfoy growled at her.

Hermione was paralyzed in fear at what Malfoy would do next. Malfoy seemed to realize what he was doing and glared at her as he stormed away cursing under his breath. She was shaken by her confrontation with him. They had always disliked each other and fought at every opportunity. There was just something about him that just filled her with hatred.

She shook her head trying to rid herself of her fear when anger suddenly overwhelmed her. How dare he try to frighten her? His behavior was completely out of character and she refused to let it worry her. There had been whispers of a war and she knew that the rumors stated that the Malfoys allied themselves with the dark side. Hermione refused to believe that Draco Malfoy was of any importance in any matter. There was enough for her to worry about this year and she needed to stay focused.

"Oh there you are!" Ginny Weasley exclaimed as her friends joined her.

"Hey, do you need a hand with your stuff?" Hermione asked trying to avoid the topic of summer.

"Oh no," she laughed, "Harry and Ron are on top of it. That's why having boys around can be useful."

"That's very true," she said as a fake smile graced her lips, but Ginny didn't seem to notice that her smile wasn't authentic.

"Is there a Hermione Granger here?" a deep voice asked.

"Harry?" Hermione looked to see her best friend and quickly gave him a long hug, "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too. We have a lot to talk about," Harry said as his emerald green eyes searched her eyes.

"Is that Mione?" Ron asked as he looked over, "Hey stranger, how was your summer?"

"It was good," she lied,"How was yours?"

"It was pretty good," he replied as he sat down, "So were you too good for us this summer or something?"

"Ron! Don't be so rude," Ginny chided her brother.

"What?" Ron said stubbornly, "It's true; are you really going to let her get away with ignoring us all summer?"

"I'm sure she has her reasons. Leave her alone. Let's just have fun," Ginny smiled as she turned to Hermione, "I have so many stories for you! You wouldn't believe what happened this summer!"

"Hey guys, I'm sorry I'm late!" Lavender Brown cried as she entered the compartment.

"Don't worry about it," Ginny smiled, "I was just starting to fill Hermione in on our summer."

Hermione looked up confused. Why was Lavender in their compartment? She usually hung out with Parvati Patil and avoided her group of friends. Harry moved over to let her sit down beside him and Ron smiled warmly at her.

Lavender's face lit up, "Oh I'm glad I didn't miss it. We really did have a crazy summer. Where were you hiding this summer?"

"I was traveling," Hermione lied.

Suddenly it was as if she disappeared. Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Lavender started talking and laughing about things that they had encountered over the summer. It turns out that Lavender's family had moved close to the Weasley's and that they started hanging out while Hermione was dealing with things at home. She felt left out and decided to let her thoughts overwhelm her once more as she stared at the passing scenery.

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