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It was all a lie	By : yaoiboydaisuke Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 4154 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story

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AN: Gave them a new last name since Granger is their cover name.

Mr. Granger put his wand into the waistband of his pants and picked his daughter up off the ground. “If we want her to listen to us and give us the chance to take the block off her mind, we have to calm her down. For gods sake Anna, she was going to hex you!” they argued a bit about how each was handling the situation, Hermione's father, John, put her into a chair, using his wand to cast a spell that tied his daughter to the chair. “Hurry and find that book, I told you to hide it in a place easy to find for us at least, do you know how long it took me to find my wand? You still haven't found yours!” he sighed. “We should have prepared for this three years ago.”
“I thought we had the rest of this year! How was I supposed to know the head master of her school was going to be killed and our daughter wasn't going to go back to school!” Anna huffed. “It's not like anyone has kept in contact with us the last sixteen years. How are we supposed to know whats going on? This whole system is a mess! And give me your wand so that I can find mine!” she snatched the wand from her husband. “Living as muggle dentist for nineteen years, socializing with them, and not talking to our friends and family.” she held her husbands wand up. “Accio my wand!” there was a rattling noise and Anna walked over to the fireplace. “Oh there it is!” she climbed into the fire place and upward, her legs vanishing as she climbed, the sounds of bricks being moved. “I can't believe I forgot I placed them here, it has only been six years since I hid them!”
“You forget a lot of things if you haven't seen them for so long.” John mumbled, he petted his seventeen year old daughters hair. “I wish there had been a better way to break this all to her..”
“We are the worst parents ever, forcing her to go to muggle schools and daycares, and living with them all these years.” Anna walked over to her husband. “Blocking her memories, brainwashing our little girl...”
“It was our assignment to blend in with muggle society and wait for our orders , we had no choice, and we didn't know we would be having a child.” John put his arms around his wife. “We were supposed to only be here for three years, but we were blessed with our girl, then we were not able to return to our old lives once that Potter boy harmed the dark lord and forced him into hiding.” he watched Hermione groan. “With what is going on now, we can finally be with our friends and family again.”
Hermione slowly opened her eyes, she struggled in the chair trying to get free. “Who are you guys!” she shook, tears starting to fall again. Her parents sat down on the couch in front of her, they were silent, and wanted her to calm down a bit before they continued the conversation they were having before she blew up at them. “Please, why are you doing this?” Hermione sobbed, her mother clutching a book on her lap. “You can't be Death Eaters...you are muggle dentist....”
“No sweety, we're death eaters...I know it is hard for you to understand right now, but in a few moments you will remember everything.” Anna opened the book she was holding, she raised her want and repeated a spell that was inside. All the memories at once flooded into the seventeen year old girl's mind, she screamed loudly and slumped over. “Did it work?” Anna looked worriedly at her husband. “I hope we didn't break her, memory retrieval spells are so tricky...”
Twitching, Hermione tensed up in the chair, memories from her childhood that her parents had suppressed coming back. When she was around five her parents had put it into her head to never make friends with any of the muggles, it was from that day on they began to raise their daughter the way their parents had raised them. The month before she was to go off to Hogwarts, her parents sat her down and told her to look for a boy named Harry Potter, and become his friend. Her school life, even without being told to hate muggles, had been hell. The muggle children had bullied her, they'd made fun of her for being smarter and more mature than them.
Young Hermione had been a very lonely child in her muggle schools with no friends at all, out of revenge she would place tacks on the seats of other students or other petty pranks, her parents were her world and she would do anything to please them; she had agreed to be Harry's friend and keep a close eye on him. It was the first and last time that her parents had used the Obilviation spell on their daughter, all Hermione knew in her subconscious was to find Harry Potter and be his friend, a side effect being her obsession with wanting to fight for the rights of things she actually had the opposite feelings for; the whole while her real personality was watching from the back seat unable to do what it wanted. Her parents then hid their wands and the book containing the anti-obiviation spell, they were now no longer able to use magic in case their daughter saw them, they had effectively turned their daughter into a sleeper mole; who was now awake.
“Oh god...” Hermione stared at her parents as she sat up straight. “I am so sorry for yelling and threatening you mom....dad, let me go these bindings are starting to hurt.” once released, the brunette girl ran into her parents arms hugging them.
“Shh, it is alright now honey, you are back to normal..” Anna rubbed her daughters back, John moving to the side to let Hermione sit between them. “Now, you will need to continue to act like you have been, you will continue the plan the order of the phoenix has. Your father and I will pretend to have been spelled by you and go on vacation, in reality we will be returning to the dark lord.”
Hermione chewed on her bottom lip, her hands folding in her lap. “When will I be able to see you guys again...”
John rested a hand on his daughters shoulder. “As soon as you get the chance, well since not many know who we are, we had to change our last names and forge muggle papers when becoming the Granger's....” John looked at Anna. “Be careful about telling anyone who you are, they might just think you a Mudblood and kill you on sight...just stop Potter from being able to have the advantage, if you are in any real danger of dying.” the man swallowed. “Bring up the name Tweedle, it is our real last name...don't give me that look, it is a Pureblood name, and if they were one of our friends you should be brought to us.”
“If there is a risk of you being caught by one of the order or the death eaters do not know who you are...” Anna pulled out a bracelet. “This is a Portkey, it will take you to the Malfoy's, they were close family friends before we had to change our appearance. I am sure they believe us to be dead, the dark lord wanted us to pose as muggles in this area for when we were needed and we weren't allowed to tell anyone.”
“So that is why you guys weren't upset when they saw us in the book store...” Hermione balled her fingers into her palms. “I know that there is an entrance to the ministry of magic in the phone booth across the street, you guys were placed here to watch that right?”
“Many of us were place in areas were the entrances of the ministry were visible, we don't know how many, but we were placed to watch if the minister tried to escape once the war heated up.” John looked at his watch and smiled at his daughter. “I think it is time for you to go meet your friends before they worry honey.”
“They're not my friends, Ron is annoying and an idiot, he is hot headed and gets jealous very easily for stupid reasons. Harry has a hero complex that even he doesn't like, since it was basicly forced on him, and had you not told me to be his friend...neither Harry or Ron would have been anywhere on my radar. The first year I met them they were talking about me behind my back, they would both be failing school if it wasn't for me.” Hermione stood. “Both of them have done things I guess friends would do, but I also found their constant fighting when Ron would get jealous annoying.”
Hermione said her goodbyes to her parents, grabbed her bottomless bag, and left the house. She had said all those things to her parents, but she was feeling a ping of sadness that she was going to have to turn on the boys she had thought were her friends. It was plain to her that Ron and Harry would want her to be on their side over her parents, it was also clear that they would want her parents to switch sides or go to Azkaban with the other death eaters. Weighing between her only friends, which she'd been with for seven years, verse her parents, who had always been there for her for everything and had comforted her when she'd come home crying; she had to pick her parents.
The Weasley house was loud as usual, they were getting everything set up for Bill and Fleur's wedding. Hermione was looking at the wedding books with Ginny, both girls pointing at the dresses they were either interested in or in Hermione's alter ego's case, found ridiculous for a dress you would only wear once. Hermione glancing over at the injured George as the boy joked with his brother, it had only been five days since she left her parents to meet up with the order, it had been three days since they had saved Harry and the prankster twin got his ear cut off; but everyone was still lively, which Hermione knew was just to keep their minds off depressing things. Harry's birthday was tomorrow, then they were having the wedding the next day, all the events were happening at the same time.
For eight months Hermione kept her act up, she had been annoyed when Ron was angry with Harry for kissing Ginny, she watched Ron destroy a fake locket that she'd hexed when Harry was away from camp, it was suppose to show Harry something that he was jealous about, but it reacted to Ron instead. Giving into her real feelings when Ron was being a prat, the girl had punched him in the face, blaming it on the lockets power wearing off. She had really still been pissed that he had left her and Harry alone for so long based off stupid paranoid reasons, it had felt pretty good to punch him. It was currently March, they had been traveling together avoiding death eaters and trying to figure out how to get the next Horcrux.
Then the Snatchers found them, she used a fake name rather than using the chance to tell them she was a Tweedle, they were after all werewolves and not actually death eaters. Hermione wondered if her parents had made it back to Voldemort, if he had let them come back to him. Being brought to Malfoy manor had surprised her, it didn't look like she was going to have to use the Portkey afterall. While Draco defended them, Harry and Ron were taken to the cellar where Luna and Olivander were. Hermione was left standing in a room with death eaters and werewolves, Draco looking worried, Bellatrix was angry and walking toward Hermione.
“That sword was meant to be in my vault! What else did you and your friends steal from me!” Bellatrix screamed pinning Hermione to the floor. “You better tell me...what else did you take from my vault!” she began to use the Cruciatus Curse on her, laughing as Hermione let out screams of pure agony, she placed her dagger to Hermione's arm.
Hermione let out a cry as the dagger pierced her skin. “Tweedle! My last name is Tweedle!” stopping the woman from cutting more than the one thin line she'd cut into her arm, she shook under Bellatrix, the woman's face twisting, her head turning when Lucius grabbed her shoulder roughly. Hermione pulled her bleeding arm close crying, she could still feel the forbidden curses' effects through her body, Lucius kneeling beside her.
“Are you really a Tweedle, girl?” Lucius looked into Hermione's teary brown eyes, the girl nodding. “Then we need to-” he was cut off by Harry and Ron, the boys causing a fight to break out in his home.
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