Harry Potter grew up believing he was an only child. Little did he know that on the night Lily and James Potter were murdered, they left behind not one, but two children. Miles away from where Harry had been dropped on his aunt and uncle's doorstep, Hermione Granger grew up with the knowledge of why she and her brother had been separated, and an inkling of what was to come. She dreamt of the day when she would be reunited with her brother, even if he could never know her true identity...
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