(Hermione's PoV)
I heard yelling coming from downstairs.
"Then what are we going to tell her Dave?"
"I don't know Jean? What should we tell her?" At this point I had moved to the base of the stairs to listen better.
"Her parents will be here to pick her up in 10 minutes! Should we wait to tell her or tell her now?" I walked into the kitchen where they were yelling.
"Tell me what?" I asked. As soon as I finished, the doorbell rang.
"They're early! Hermione, will you go get the door please?"
"Sure." I said as I went and got the door. I opened the door and saw Blaise Zabini? And his parents?
"What are you doing here Zabini?"
"May we come in and explain?" the woman asked.
"Of course. This way." I lead them to the living room. My parents were there already.
"Mom, Dad? What is going on. First you guys fight, then the Zabini's are on the porch. What is going on?"
"Honey, we aren't your real parents. Carol and John Zabini are your real parents. Blaise is your twin brother."
"What!?! I'm a what?" I said, standing up.
"It's true Dear. Your real name is Hermione Avyanna Zabini. Blaise is your twin and I am your biological mother and John is your biological father."
"I believe you. I just have one question. Why do I not look like you and why do I not remember you guys?"
"You have a glamour and memory charm on you." My mum said.
"Can you remove them?" I asked.
"Of course." She then said a spell and I felt like cold water was poured over my head. I also felt like I was on fire. I ran up to my room and screamed.
(Blaise's PoV)
Hermione ran up the stairs. A few seconds later we heard a scream. I ran upstairs to the room the screaming was coming from and went in. I saw someone laying on the bed that didn't look like Hermione. She was screaming. When she stopped, she sat up and looked around. She stood up and I left the room.
(Hermione's PoV)
I stopped screaming, sat up, and looked around. I saw someone exit but thought nothing of it. I stood up and looked in the mirror. I had changed a lot. I had grown taller, from 5'3" to 5'9". My hair was no longer a brown shoulder-length bush, but soft wavy black hair that went past my butt. I also went from a cup size A to a cup size C. I changed into clothes that fit better because the ones that I was wearing were ripped and went down stairs.
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Why Me?
FanfictionThis is the story of Hermione Granger. Her life has been turned upside down after the War. And it's about to get even worse... Read to find out more! Began writing when I was 12, so some things are not realistic... Don't like, don't read
