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Papers In The Attic

Hermione screamed and threw a photo frame across the room. She couldn't believe what was happening to her; picking up the pieces of paper from the floor she read them over again.

Birth Certificate

Anthony Peter Snirkley

Date of Birth: 28/2/1960

Place of Birth: St. Mungo's Wizarding Hospital

Mother: Victoria K Snirkley

Father: Leonardo V Snirkley

Blood Status: Pure

Birth Certificate

Jean Frances Albridge

Date of Birth: 7/5/1961

Place of Birth: St Mungo's Wizarding Hospital

Mother: Antoinette D Albridge

Father: Reuben I Albridge

Blood Status: Pure

Hermione screamed again, and through those two papers on the floor, examining the ones still in her hands. Picking up another photo, she threw it across her bedroom. It smashed once it hit the wall and fell to the floor next to the other one. Hermione turned her attention back to the papers in her hand.

Marriage Certificate

Name of Groom: Anthony Peter Granger

Place of Residence: Wiltshire, England, UK

Maiden Name of Bride: Jean Frances Albridge

Place of Residence: Wiltshire, England, UK

Place of Marriage: Canvey Island, England, UK

Birth Certificate

Hermione Jean Granger

Date of Birth: 19/9/1979

Place of Birth: Royal London Hospital

Mother: Jean Frances Granger

Father: Anthony Peter Granger

Blood Status: Pure

Letting out a scream of frustration, Hermione let the papers fall to the ground. Never in her life had she felt so humiliated. Hermione Granger, member of the Golden Trio, smartest witch of her generation, muggle born to boot; was actually a pureblood. "MUM!" Hermione screamed.

Jean Granger slowly walked up the stairs from the lounge room, Hermione had been screaming and cursing all morning, she had let it slide because she figured it would just be teenage hormones. "What is it dear" Jean asked, poking her head through Hermione's bedroom door.

"What are these?" Hermione asked calmly, picking up the scattered papers and handing them to her mother. Jean looked them over and started crying.

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry." Jean wailed, pulling Hermione into an embrace. Hermione did not hug her mother back; she just stood there, hands dangling by her side. Jean let go of Hermione and took a step back. "You're not mad, are you?"

Hermione face turned to a look of outrage, "WHO ARE YOU KIDDING! ALL THESE YEARDS AT Hogwarts I'VE BEEN MADE FUN OF BECAUSE OF MY BLOOD STATUS; WHEN REALLY I'M A FUCKING PUREBLOOD. WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!" Hermione yelled at her mother, pacing around her room.

More tears flowed down Jeans face, and she sat on Hermione bed. "Your father and I aren't magical, we are both squibs. Our parents were enemies; mine fighting on the side of good; your fathers fighting with Voldemort. Both were outraged to find that their only children were squibs." Jean sobbed, pulling a handkerchief out of her pocket.

"You father and I met whilst our parents were duelling, one another. We decided to run away; so that what we did, then we got married and conceived you. We only hoped that you would be magical, when you received the letter from Hogwarts we knew you were."

Hermione sat down on the bed next to her mother, "You should have told me."

"I know dear, we thought it would be safer if you didn't know."

"Okay, why? Hermione asked, still pissed off that they hadn't told her.

"You fathers parents promised the Malfoys that his first born daughter would marry their first bon son." Jean said, tears spilling out of her eyes again.

"Wait, so I'm betrothed to Draco MALFOY?" Hermione screeched getting up from her place on the bed and pacing again. Jean nodded her head, and looked up at Hermione. "YOU'RE THE SON AND DUAGHTER OF TWO OF THE MOST POWERFUL WIZARD FAMILIES IN THE WORLD; AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME! ALSO WHAT YOU FORGOT TO MENTION IS THAT I'M BETROTHED TO DRQACO FUCKING MALFOY ON ACCOUNT OF MY FATHERS WONDERFUL FUCKING PARENTS."

Hermione turned away from her mother and started to pack her trunk, "What are you doing?" Hermione heard her mother ask. Hermione ignored her question and continued to pack her trunk; once she had filled it with all her Hogwarts stuff and all the personal belongings that she owned did she answer her mother question.

"I'm leaving, I go to Hogwarts tomorrow, don't expect me home at Christmas or at all, at the end f the year I'm finding my own place." Hermione snarled at her mother, picking her trunk up and heading down the stairs towards the fireplace.

"Don't you think we should talk about this?" Jean called out, running down the stairs after her.

Hermione placed her trunk in the fire place, grabbed a hand full off floo powder and stepped in herself, "Goodbye mother, make sure you tell my father what happened. The BURROW" Hermione said, throwing her floo powder into the fireplace. Jean was speechless; she had just lost her baby girl forever.

Hermione stumbled out of the fireplace and looked around; no one was in the living room. Pulling her trunk out of the fireplace, Hermione headed up to Ginny's room. "Gin?" Hermione asked, pushing the bedroom door open. Ginny wasn't in her room, Hermione set her stuff down and went out the back to see if they were playing Quidditch.

"Harry? Ron? Ginny?" Hermione called, walking around the gardens. A loud pop told Hermione that someone had just apparated, behind her. Turning around she came face to face with Fred; well ore like face to chest. "Hi Fred" Hermione said, turning back around "Where is everyone else?"

"How do you know it's Fred? I could be George." Fred asked, moving to stand beside Hermione. Hermione shrugged and kept looking around, "They've gone to Diagon Alley, getting school supplies. What are you doing here?"

"Long story" Hermione replied, giving Fred a small smile.

"Want to talk about it?" Fred asked, a goofy grin on his face, Hermione laughed and shrugged.

"I already yelled it out with my mother." Hermione replied, "Shall we go back inside?" Hermione asked, hugging her body. Fred nodded and turned to lead the way back to the house. "You know, all of it makes sense really."

"What does?" Fred asked, glancing over his shoulder.

"My life, my talent as a witch. It all makes sense now." Hermione said, walking through the back door into the living room. Fred gave Hermione a 'please continue' look, and Hermione giggled.

"I'm a pureblood." Hermione stated, waiting for Fred's reaction before continuing. Fred's jaw dropped immediately and his eyes were as big as saucers.

"How?" Fred managed to get out.

"Well, my parents are squibs. My mother's parents are the Albridge's and my fathers are the Snirkley's." Hermione watched as Fred jaw dropped again, "Yeh, fucking creepy." Hermione said, taking a seat on the sofa next to him.

Fred nodded his head, and sat in astonishment. "So you're here because?"

"Didn't want to look at my parents ever again and I figure that here would be the next best place for me to be the day before Hogwarts." Hermione replied, twirling a strand of hair around her index finger.

"Oh. How did you find out?" Fred asked, getting more and more intrigued by Hermione story.

"Found the papers in the attic." Hermione sighed rubbing her fingers on her temple, "Merlin I need a good massage." As soon as the words left her lips Fred's hand found their way to Hermione's shoulder. "Thanks Fred"

Fred smiled at her, and continued to work his magic. "We're home!" Ginny yelled stumbling through the fire place, Fred instantly snatched his hands back. "Mione!" Ginny yelled, running over to give her a hug. "How have you been?" Ginny asked, settling her bags at her feet and sitting in the vacant spot next to Hermione; where Fred had been.

"I've been better Gin" Hermione said, looking towards the fireplace, waiting for Ron and Harry.

Ginny looked around the room, "Hey wasn't Fred here?"

"Yeh he was just,..."

"Mione!" Harry called out, stepping out of the fireplace and walking towards her. Hermione stood up and gave Harry a hug. "How have you been?" Harry asked, taking a step back to look at her. Hermione gave Harry a small smile and waited for Ron to come through. "Ron, Mione's here." Harry announced, when Ron landed in the fireplace.

Ron walked forward and gave Hermione a hug, "Uh can I talk to you guys?" Hermione asked, gesturing towards the stairs. The three of them nodded, and headed up the stairs in front of her. Once a silencing spell was put on Ron room Hermione sat on the floor and sighed.

"There is something I need to tell you. I'm a pureblood." Ron, Ginny and Harry's jaws dropped, they couldn't believe what they were hearing. "It gets worse." Hermione stated looking around at there now confused faces, "I'm betrothed to Malfoy."

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