A New Beginning

△⃒⃘ _Chapter 2_△⃒⃘

Cold air hit her body uncomfortably as Hermione cringed and let out an involuntary cry. Her eyes were shut tightly as her small ears picked up the first sounds of this world - voices chatting, fabrics shifting, feet shuffling.

" -Peverell it's a healthy boy and girl"

She, suddenly, felt something soft and warm being wrapped around her body, (flannel? cotton? satin? or silk?, she wonder) as she was lifted upwards then settle into a warm embrace with her  new twin.

 Slowly, Hermoine cracked open her  bleary eyes a mere inch and her own icy blue eyes reflected on her mother's hazel orbs as she laid her eyes on tired yet beautiful lady whose eyes is overflowing with love, gentleness and protectiveness as she gazed her twin and her. 

She heard her whispered with eyes crinkled with joy and love, "You're mine. I promise I'm going to take good care of both of you and love you because you are our beloved children."as her body was swayed gently. 

She peel her gaze away from her new mother and turned her attention to a man coming in as she heard sound of the door to her room opened.

A  man  soon came into view, whom she assumed to be her new father.  The man shed away his facade of calmness into excitement and happiness as soon as he saw his wife and children- clearly a loving and caring husband. 

Her new father is very handsome with facial features; high cheekbones which could cut diamond and jet black messy hair, which reminded her of Harry's hair- definitely having some sort of relation to the Potters.

Later, she learned that her father is a part of Peverell family, whom she knew have distant relation to the Potters, and her mother is of the Noir, a pureblood French Family with the traditions of naming their children after constellation, as she observed them choosing the names for her and her twin. What a coincidence...

Mira Isolt Peverell.  Mira..I like it...  While her twin, whom she knew to be Harry Jame Potter  was named Hadrian Alvar Peverell, heir of Most Noble and Ancient House of Peverell.

She, then, learned about the attack on her mother and how her father was scared to lose all them. And, right there at the moment she vowed to protect her new family at any cost. Never again...! 

Right at the moment, "Mione...?" a blurry voice rings in her mind.

//"?!..Harry...? Is that you...?! Actually, it's Mira, now...//

// "Alright, Mira... And, called me, Rian...  I don't know how, but it's nice to talk with you...//

// "Yeh, I think it must be our twin mind link, Rian...//

//" Wicked...!"//

Stopping their conversation and looking toward her twin curiously as she heard her parents remarks, she found that he kept his vibrant emerald eyes which she learned to be inherited from her father's estranged family. 

//How interesting...I wonder which family is it, Rian...?//

// Dunno,but I am sure, it's not the Evans, though...//

She was once again mesmerized with his eyes that shone so brightly as though there were glimmering films. And beneath the sheen, there were two rings of startlingly vivid brilliant green that seems to remind her of emerald gem stones. 

It was at this moment, she decided that, she rather like her twin's emerald orbs and her father's jet black hair color and imagined herself with the same coloring. 

// Mira, your eyes..! They flashed from hazel to emerald, like mine...!//

//  hmmm..? It must the Metamorphmagus abilities... I should've know...! Noir is Black in French...!//

And, her  parents's reaction to the results of her imagination, confirmed her theory.

// Black..?! Does that mean we're related to Sirius, Mira?" //

// Depending on the timeline we're born too... But we definitely have some sort relations to the Black family//

Soon, every idea, notion and event from her past live flashed and replayed in her mind like a movie clips.

She thought back to all those that they had lost . It started with Cedric. Then Sirius and Dumbledore, Mad-Eye and Fred and Tonks and Remus.

Ironically, it was after the battle that they lost the most.

Riddle was gone, but the muggles found them. At first, they were in awe  and wonder of their new found discovery of Magical people. But, soon come fear as they learned about Death Eaters' attacks on their people which has been disguised as accidents. Then, attacks started.

The purebloods hid themselves in their manors and villas which has been protected by the ancient wards since the dawn of their family.

The squibs and many mugglesborns- leave for some who are ingrained too deeply in the magical world, sided with the muggles  claiming to be god's apostles driven by centuries worth of exclusion and suppression.

It was the halfbloods,who have feet in both world, suffered the most. Their friends and families betrayed them to the muggles persuaded by claims of 'cleansing the devil out of them'. Any children who show any signs of accidental magics was sent to the 'camps' with eager parents wanting to rid of the unnaturalness.

Turns out, the pureblood couldn't hide from them or outrun them for long either. The magical populace has overly underestimated the muggles deeming them as harmless for centuries. With the use of technology, the wards failed to hide their home, school and shops from the satellite and anything that is out of norm is captured by the surveillance cameras.

Then, the magicals turned toward her, the only muggleborn war-hero among the golden trio for help. 

As much as she planned, plotted and  used her extensive knowledge of muggle world  for their survival, many has left them while trying to rescue the captured magical people and defend their own people and protect them against the attack.

It took the muggles two years to get everyone. Ron was the last Weasley to go, and it was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Driven by his own savior tendencies, Harry took up most of the rescue mission, trying to save as much people as he could.After learning that he couldn't die, he was suicidal; recklessly heading toward his doom and trying so hard to be released in the embrace of Death, but to no avail.

While he was the sword, she was the shield and guidance. She not only thought them how to navigate in muggle world, how to disguise as a regular person and made countless plans and strategies to help them. 

Surprisingly, it was Luna with her gift, quirkiness and bluntness, that helped them the most by reminding her of possible problems that could occurred in her plans. And, she was the one to tell them to summon Death, on her death's bed after saving her.

They talked to him and he made a offer. And it was a god send opportunity for them to change the fate of magical people. So, they took it.

Breaking from her reverie as she heard her mother's soft voices and her twin's worried voice in their mind link, she reassured him and vowed, "I know, Rian... I know... We'll change our fate... So, that magical population will thrive for centuries to come...And, there will safe heaven for all the magicals..."

Soon, she feel her consciousness ebbing away, and her thoughts, as clear and concise as they were mere moments ago, were coming to an end- clearly her young  and newborn body is demanding rest. Her eyes soon grow heavy and she lulled to sleep by the sound of her mother's lullaby.