I still had no clue what was going on so I decided to look in the mirror because my mom freaked out when she saw me so it obviously had something to do with my appearance. Right? Anyways I looked in the mirror and found out what it was. My hair had turned black and it was just a curled mess. My eyes had turned such a dark shade of brown that they looked just a shade or two lighter than black. My skin was visibly paler which I have no idea how I didn't notice that before but anyways I was also a lot taller. It has to be a glamour charm I thought to myself. (Professor Flitwick had recently taught us about them in charms class.) I couldn't figure out who my new look reminded me of so I just shook off that weird feeling. After all, it was my birthday I should be celebrating.
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Deatheater's Daughter
FanfictionHermione finds out the truth about who she really is. Will anything change between the Golden Trio, or will Hermione join the Death Eaters. Find out in Deatheater's Daughter! Disclaimer: This story was written when I was in seventh grade.