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Amy Narcissa Malfoy	By : dutchgirl1 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 17972 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Chapter 8: The Revelation

AN: Atlantean_Diva I think they’ll start Hogwarts in one or two chapters. They being so OOC, is because the situation is new, but their stark personalities will come to show soon. I like it that you’re harsh, otherwise I wouldn’t try to improve..

Hermione Granger apparated in front of the Burrow, her, now, third home. The house, if one could call it that, held so many fond memories for her. She slowly made her way to the door, when Mrs. Weasley came running out, with a big smile on her face. Before Hermione noticed, she was enveloped in a bone crushing hug. “Hello Mrs. Weasley.” She said to the matriarch of the family, while trying to breath, seeing as the hug made it hard.

“How many times have I told, that you should call me Molly?” Chastised Molly. She led Hermione to the house and straight to the kitchen, where the twins, Ron, Ginny and Harry were sitting. The young wasted no time in hugging everybody, but stopped in front of Harry, unsure of what to do. As she saw the hatred in his eyes, that he now held for her, she stepped back a bit.

“How long are you going to hate me Harry? Are you really going to turn your back on me, because my family happens to be the Malfoys? I stood by you, through everything! I helped you save Sirius, I supported you when everybody else turned their backs on you! I helped you during the Triwizard tournament, and this is how you repay me? By turning your back on me, when I, for the first time, need you? Shame on you.” She had started out calmly, but once she got going, she started screaming. The Weasley family looked at the exchange between the two, unsure of what to do, nobody had ever seen Hermione scream at Harry, normally, Ron would get yelled at and it was always his own fault. Harry didn’t say anything to Hermione, he simply got up and left the kitchen, without looking back. Hermione followed his movements with her yes, but didn’t say anything else, she knew him well enough to leave him alone for the moment.

“Hermione, darling, do you want something to eat? I’ll make you something.” Hermione had to smile at Mrs. Weasleys attempt to make everything better with food.

“No, thank you Mrs. Weas-sorry-Molly.” She corrected herself as she noticed the disapproving look she was getting from Molly. “I just came by personally to invite you all for a celebratory dinner at the Manor tomorrow night, my parents insisted I invite my friends to celebrate my being a Head Girl this year.” As soon as she was finished, all the Weasleys hurried over to her and hugged her, congratulating her.

“Of course we’ll all come Hermione. We’re so happy for you, you deserve it. Do you know who Head Boy is?” Molly asked her. Molly knew that Ron would never have made it as a Head Boy and wasn’t disappointed in him and Harry deserved a year off, where he could just relax, even if he still was Gryffindor Quidditch captain.

“I had suspected Draco would be it, since he is second best, but he isn’t, so I’ll know on the train. Just so you know, dinner is formal, you know how the Malfoys can be. Well, I have to go, Narcissa wanted to take me to Diagon Alley to buy some new clothes and such.” She waved and left through the front door.

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Later that same day, Hermione was having tea with her mother in the sun room, they had just returned from Diagon Alley, Narcissa had worn a short time glamour charm, because Hermione still wasn’t comfortable with being recognized as a Malfoy. They had gone to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, where they bought some new dressrobes that would refit after her transformation. Madame Malkin had been nice, but had asked too many questions for Hermione’s taste, which she had told the witch. The Malfoy ladies had promised Draco, that they would all go buy their school books together, so they didn’t stop at Flourish & Blotts, which irritated Hermione, she wanted more books for her library.

Even though the two women had spent the day together, Hermione still hadn’t told her mother about Harry’s reaction when she had seen him eaerlier, she didn’t want her mother to think he wasn’t supportive of her new life and all the changes that came with it. She was so deep in thought, that she almost hadn’t heard what Narcissa was asking her.

“Honey, would you mind if Draco invited some of his friends? Just Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott, they have been close, since they were in diapers, it would mean a lot to him if he could introduce you to them.”

“They never were mean to me and never bullied me and my friends, so alright. I’ll tell Draco later and also tell him he has to keep them under control, I don’t want the Weasleys and the Grangers to feel uncomfortable. Cissa, I have a question.” As her mother nodded, Hermione felt secure enough in continuing. “Do you want me to remove the glamour?” She bit her lip a bit, she was scared of Narcissas answer. Hermione had been thinking about it since she arrived at the manor and after two weeks had finally decided what she was going to do, and hoped her parents and friends would support her.

“You do that dear.” Narcissa seemed to ponder on how to best answer her daughters question. “Well honey, I want you to be happy and if staying like this makes you happy, then I’ll support and respect that decision. Let’s just say, that if we had taken you back ten years ago, you would now look like a Malfoy, because you wouldn’t have been able to make a decision alone. Do you understand what I’m trying to say?” She smiled a bit at her daughter as she rambled.

“Yes, I understand. I’m going to ask Lucius to change me back before dinner tomorrow night, so it we’ll have a celebratory and a revelation dinner. I think it’s time that I accept my new life, staying as Hermione will only stop me from acknowledging that I’m in fact a Malfoy. ” As Hermione told her mother this, Narcissa smiled and nodded, not trusting her voice to say anything without cracking down. “I’m going to tell Lucius now, so that he’ll have time to prepare, I heard it takes a lot out of someone to perform the counter charm. But before I go, I wanted to ask you to be in the room with me, when the change happens.” Narcissa nodded once again and Hermione left the room, to search for her father. Hermione had read up on long lasting glamour charms and knew that it would take at least half an hour for her to completely change back. She would have asked Ron to be there with her, but she didn’t know how much she would change and preferred to be in a bathrobe when she did it, with nothing beneath it.

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“Are you sure you want to do this Hermione? Once I change you back, you’ll never look like Hermione Granger ever again, because I can’t change you again.” Lucius Malfoy told his daughter, as they were standing in her library. His wife stood next to him, she was practically beaming. Draco hadn’t been told about Hermione’s change, they wanted to surprise him, together with the rest of the guests for tonight. Hermione only nodded, slightly nervous, even though she was certain it was the right decision.

Lucius performed the charm two hours before the guests were set to arrive, to give the counter charm more than enough time to wear off and for Hermione to get dressed, and then promptly left the room. He didn’t want to see his daughter change, knowing this would be a perfect opportunity for mother and daughter to bond. He hoped that after this night, his daughter would finally be able to call them mother and father, instead of calling them by their first names, as it upset his wife greatly that she still didn’t feel comfortable in calling them mother and father.

“The robe I’ve given you, will transform together with your appearance.” Hermione nodded, showing that she had heard what her mother had said, which she had already heard a couple of times before, therefore not giving her mother much attention as she went over all the details again, she was too nervous. Narcissa sat on the sofa observing her daughter, she was slowly but certainly starting to change, her hair had already flattened out and was turning lighter. Throughout the transformation they didn’t talk all that much, no words were necessary between the two witches. After the first signs of the transformation, Narcissa turned away and read her book, just like Hermione did.

Half an hour late, Narcissa looked at Hermione, Amy. She had platinum blond hair that became natural curls at the ends and reached below her shoulder blades. Her skin was almost like the color porcelain, but not as light as Draco’s skin. Her almond shaped eyes were a deep silver, almost ocean blue color. Her body type was slender and feminine. She had beautiful, full eyebrows that framed her face and a smile that was kind and genuine. Her demeanor was shy, yet confident and so sweet. As Narcissa finished looking her up and down, she had to say she looked like an angel. Narcissa ushered her daughter to the mirror, where she looked shocked at her own reflection, she didn’t even recognize herself and didn’t anyone else would ever think she had been Hermione Granger.

“Darling, don’t take this the wrong way, but I don’t think the name Hermione suits you anymore.” Narcissa saw her daughter nod and had to smile, the memory of this day would stay with her until the day she dies. “I’ll be back in ten minutes, just want to inform your father that the transformation went well. You can change in the mean time and I’ll do your make up when I return, alright?” Again, Hermione only nodded.

When she was finally alone, she removed the robe and looked at her naked body. The little bit of cellulites she had had as Hermione had disappeared, her breasts and grown to a nice 32E size, which made her happy, seeing as she had always had small breasts and had hoped they would grow. She wasn’t much taller than before, she was now 5,7 foot instead of 5,3 like she had been for the last two years. She had to dress fast, she had taken too much time in admiring her new body. She had just finished dressing as her mother knocked on the door. In less than ten minutes, Narcissa had put on her make-up and ushered her out of the room so that her brother and father could see her.

Together, mother and daughter made their way to the formal sitting room, where the Malfoy men and their guests were waiting for them. Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott were sitting together on of the couches, with Draco sitting on of the armchairs next to it. The youngest Weasleys and their mother, sat on the couch and Arthur sat on the armchair next to it. Lucius was providing drinks for his guests, and almost dropped what he was holding, when he saw his daughter descending the stairs.

“Mother, who the hell is that? And where is Hermione?” Draco was angry, he hadn’t been told that there would be more guests, and he always wanted to know everything that was going around him.

“Well my dear son, if you hadn’t opened your mouth, you would already know the answer, so please be quiet from now on. My dear guests, it’s my pleasure to introduce my daughter, Amy Narcissa Malfoy, formerly known as Hermione Jane Granger.” Blaise and Theodore didn’t know what to say, they had known that Draco had a sister, but he must have forgotten to mention that it was Hermione Granger. Ginny was the first that reacted from the surprising news, she jumped up from the couch and run to her best friend, hugging her and telling her in her ear how hot she looked. Nobody knew what was being whispered between the two witches, but one look at Hermione’s now blushing cheeks, showed them all it was nothing they wanted or needed to hear. As Hermione disentangled herself from Ginny, her father came up to her, kissed her on the cheek and whispered that she looked just a young Narcissa. The rest of the Weasleys followed suit and hugged her, only her brother still hadn’t moved from his seat on the armchair. As Hermione looked at the two Slytherins sitting on the couch, she was that one of them was staring intently at her, which send goose bumps through her body.

“Well Draco, are you going to stare at me all night? Or are you actually going to say something? Maybe even introduce me to your friends?” She said, slightly irritated at her brother, she had expected much more from him. As she said his name, he looked at her and smirked.

“I always knew we Malfoys were the hottest people in magical Britain.” In the background the siblings heard laughter. It seemed like the two groups were mingling and getting to know each other. Soon they were called by the House Elves to the dining room, where the small group had a fun, yet uneventful dinner, that is, until a unexpected guest arrived.
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