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The Drastic Change of Hermione Granger by jrchalut
Chapter 8 : Surprises and Secrets ~ Part Two
Rating: MatureChapter Reviews: 7

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"Scott, honey. Can you please open the door? I got Hermione settled down in bed and we need to talk." Jane's voice drifted through the closed door of Scott's study. With a wave of his hand, the door flew open and his wife was standing there with a bewildered look on her face.

"What? You can use your magic, but I can't use mine?" Scott said angrily as he tossed back the rest of his drink. "Come in if you want to. You're right, we need to talk." Scott stood up and walked over to his liquor cabinet to pour another drink. Without asking, he poured one for Jane too and returned to his seat on the sofa. Jane entered the room and closed the door and joined her husband on the couch. Silently she took the extra drink from him and downed it in one gulp. Instantly her eyes started to water and she started coughing. Handing the empty glass to Scott, she turned and looked at him, waiting for him to look at her.


"Why did you keep it a secret from me?" She asked as a couple tears fell unheeded down her cheeks.


"The same reason you kept it from me I suppose. I gave it up a long time ago...after what He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named killed my family, I went into hiding and just gave it up. Being a muggle was so much easier. After he was gone, I had you and Hermione and it wasn't worth risking the two of you so I stayed a muggle." He replied quietly, his voice filled with grief.


"What do you mean, he killed your family. Scott, I have met your parents, they are alive and well."


"I know they are, I wasn't talking about them. I was talking about my first wife and children. He killed them because of me. Because I'm a muggle born. I erased them from my parents memories and modified their memories about magic and where I went to school so I could complete my cover." Tears were falling down his cheeks now, but he didn't seem to notice or care. "What about you? Why did you keep it a secret?"


"I..I..I don't know. I was scared. What if you didn't love me anymore if you found out I was a witch? I am in hiding too, but for different reasons. I'm hiding from my family. They are pure blood fanatics and they were trying to arrange a marriage between them and you-know-who to one of his death eaters. It was to show their alliance and support to him. I couldn't go through with it, so I ran. I took what ever money I had and converted it to pounds and found myself a little place and started school. Then I met you and never looked back. I use my magic from time to time, but never when anyone's around. I was so happy when Hermione started to show signs, so very proud of her. I wanted to tell you then, but I was scared." Jane looked over towards her husband and reached out a hand to him. He looked at it for a second before taking it into his own and pulling her close so she sat on his lap. She rested her head on his shoulder and they sat there in silence for a few moments, absorbing everything that they had just learned about the other.

"I'm so sorry I didn't tell you about this sooner, I just felt that it was easier to keep it all inside and necessary to protect my muggle wife." Scott said after a few minutes with a little laugh. "Guess I should have been honest from the begining, then we would have never had to hide the truth from each other."


"Yeah. I guess you're right. Who would have thought I would have met the only wizard to go to dental school?" Jane laughed. "I guess the only thing left is to tell Hermione."


"I guess so. So, do you want to go first or should I?" Scott replied.


"I'll go first. I think if she heard my entire story, she'll be more likely to get some help." Jane replied. "I'll be back in a few." She got up and left Scott to his thoughts.


When Jane got to Hermione's room she paused to collect her emotions before she knocked on the door. At a faint "come in", she slowly opened the door and crossed the room and gently sat down next to Hermione, who was laying on her bed. She looked down at her daughter, sighed and then started to talk.


"Sweetie, I have a few things to tell you that will come as a shock to you. Before I say anything I need you to be quiet and save your questions for when I am done speaking. Can you do that for me?" asked Jane.


"Of course Mum. I'll listen to whatever you have to tell me. I just can't talk about what happened to me." Hermione replied, her face buried in her pillow.


"Okay then, first things first. I'm a witch. I grew up in a wonderful manor with my family. I have two sisters and a brother. Shortly after my seventh year ended, my father came to me and told me of the arranged marriage that he had worked out for me with you-know-who. I was mortified. I refused to be a pawn in my father's dealings with that..that monster, so I faked my death and ran away. Then I met your dad at school and I've been a muggle ever since." Jane said quickly, all in one breath, afraid that she would chicken out and not get it out. She took a deep breath and looked over at her daughter for the first time since she started talking. Hermione's head was no longer buried in her pillow but was turned facing her mother with a look of complete shock on her face.


"What? Mum? Really? You're a witch? I'm not a mudblood? Why didn't you tell me before!?!" replied Hermione, the look of shock slowly fading away as her mother's words sank in.  "Did you go to Hogwarts? What house were you in? What's your real last name?" She started shooting questions off faster than her mum could answer them.


"Whoa sweetie! Slow down! I'll answer all your questions and then you need to go see your father. He has some things to say to you too." Jane responded, a small smile on her lips as she started to answer all of Hermione's questions. "I was in Ravenclaw and my last name is..."



Scott got up and walked over to his desk and opened yet another secret compartment. Inside held a photo album and 2 wands. He picked up his wand and felt the connection he had with it run up his arm. Grabbing the album, he closed the compartment, leaving the other wand in it's place. He sat back down on the sofa, placing his wand next to his half-full glass of fire whiskey. He slowly opened the album and looked at the picture on the first page. It was a picture of two people dancing and swirling under the moonlight. One was wearing a beautiful white dress the spun around both of the dancers with her long blonde hair arranged in a cornet of braids around her head. The other was wearing black dress robes with his dark brown hair slicked back. Both people looked madly in love and kissed once and awhile while they were dancing. Flipping through the album, he caught glances of his children's births and birthday parties until he came to the final page. It was the day Voldemort had attacked, but it hadn't happened yet. He looked down at the woman in the picture holding the two squirming children on her lap, they all looked so happy. He reached out a finger to stroke the image of his son's face, staring at the boy that looked like him, in so many ways before turning his attention to the other child there.  His little girl who looked just like her mother with her blue eyes and blonde hair. Snapping the album shut, her turned to put it back in it's hiding place but was stopped short at the appearance of his daughter. She took one look at him and ran into his arms. Her image blurred with the image he still had in his head from another child and he held on tight, tears cascading down his face. Clinging to Hermione, he sobbed and sobbed until there was nothing left. Finally letting go, he took a step back and looked at the girl he was proud to call daughter.


"Daddy, I love you." Hermione whispered as she led him to the couch.


"I love you too sweetheart. Come sit next to me, I have something I want to show you." Scott patted the seat next to him and smiled as she sat down. "Honey, I have a story to tell you. It's the real story of Scott Granger..."



As the Granger family sat around the dinner table that night, everything was calm and peaceful. There was an air about the family that was never there before, it felt like the air does the morning after a huge storm where everything is fresh and clean. Hermione stole looks at her parents throughout the meal, surprised that they had been through everything that they had told her and that she never had a clue. She knew she had to keep it a secret, but it was wonderful to know the truth and that she wasn't a muggleborn. She looked at her parents once more before she set her fork down silently next to her plate.


"I'll go see someone if you think it'll help." She said quietly. Both Jane and Scott looked at her with identical shocked expressions. "But I'll only do it if whatever you learn about me you won't judge me for it."


"Of course we won't dear. We love you and just want you to be happy again." Jane said as she stole a glance at her husband. "No matter what." She vowed.


"Yes my dear daughter, no matter what." echoed Scott.


The next day found all three Granger's standing in front of St. Mungo's waiting for the manniquin in the window to let them in. After a minute or two, the mannequin blinked and the three of them walked through the glass into the busy waiting area of the magical hospital. Scott walked up the the welcoming witch and told her about their appointment and she gave him the directions in a bored voice before turning to the next person in line. Scott came back over to his waiting family and led them to the closest lift.


"Hermione, your healer's name is Healer Hauck. She's the leading healer in the area of magical psychology and we believe she can really help you." Scott said once the doors of the lift had closed. Hermione didn't respond to him at all. She had her arms wrapped around herself and was lost in her own thoughts. Once the lift stopped she came back to herself and followed her parents out and into a waiting room decorated with light blue paint and soft couches and chairs strategically placed throughout the room. There was a young woman waiting behind a small desk with a sign on it that said check in here. Scott went over to her and checked Hermione in as Jane led Hermione to one of the couches with her arm around her shoulders. It wasn't long before a nice woman in her early thirties came out and greeted the little family.


"Hello! My name is Healer Jessica Hauck and I'm going to be you brain doctor today!" Healer Hauck said in a joking voice. The Grangers looked at her with confused expressions on their faces before she continued, "Sorry, just a little joke there, but on the serious side, I really am your healer and I promise to help you to the best of my abilities." She finished with a very sweet and sincere smile on her face.


"Hello Healer Hauck, I'm Scott Granger. This is my wife, Jane, and our daughter, Hermione." introduced Scott, holding out his hand. Healer Hauck took and shook it as she did with the other two Grangers. "Hermione has been through some, um, things this summer and needs someone to help her through them."


Healer Hauck looked at the girl standing between her parents. She noticed how Hermione wouldn't met  her gaze and how she shuffled her feet and stared at the ground. All signs showed that this young lady didn't want to be there today, so she decided that she would take a different approach with this one.


"Hi Hermione, why don't you come with me and we can talk a little bit. We'll leave your parents out here for a little bit. How does that sound?" Healer Hauck said gently as she took one of the girl's hands and started leading her towards the door.


Hermione looked up at the healer with surprise. She thought that her parents had to be with her and the fact that they weren't made her heart jump just a little. "They don't have to come with us?" Hermione asked quietly.


"Of course not! What girl wants to spill all her secrets in front of her parents, especially her father?" Healer Hauck responded with a laugh as she led Hermione through the door and into her office, leaving two very stunned parents behind.



After the first thirty minutes, Hermione felt like she had know Healer Hauck for her entire lifetime. She was sweet and funny and had a way about her that had you opening up to her and telling her your darkest secrets. Hermione had spent the time telling the healer all about Hogwarts and Harry and Ron. She hadn't asked any super personal questions of Hermione, which made her very comfortable. So did the tea and chocolate biscuits that they had for a refreshment.


"Goodness Hermione! I think this is where we should end our talk today, we've been in here for almost two hours! How about we met at the same time on next week and we can talk some more?" Healer Hauck exclaimed as she looked at the clock on the wall.


"Okay, that sounds good to me! This was a lot easier than I thought it was going to be! I'll see you next week." Hermione said as she stood up. She walked over to where the healer was a gave her a brief hug. "Thanks" whispered Hermione and then she was out the door follow by the healer.


As they returned to the waiting room, Scott and Jane both jumped to their feet and rushed over towards the daughter, surprised but delited to see the smile on her face. As Jane fussed over Hermione, Healer Hauck pulled Scott to the side.


"Hermione has been through some really intense things and is feeling things that are not necessarily true. I would like to see both you and Jane tomorrow and Hermione again next week. I can help, but it's not going to be fast or easy."


"That's fine by me. I just want my little girl back to how she was before." Replied Scott.


"I know you do, and coming here is a great first step towards that goal, but I'm afraid she'll never be the same, but that is something we'll talk about tomorrow." responded Healer Hauck, "Until tomorrow then. Goodbye."


Hermione and her parents headed back to the lifts, down to the main waiting area and back outside, where the sun was shining on them. For the first time since her capture, Hermione felt the sun on her face. And that was a good start.



A/N: Not sure if I like this chapter or not, been struggling with it, but I don't think it'll get any better. NEXT CHAPTER SPOILER-Hermione talks about her confinement, Draco and more!!! I know I promised it for this chapter, but I didn't want everything to happen in one visit to the healer. It don't work like that in real life. Don't forget to leave a review!!! It takes like 30 seconds and really makes me smile!!! Until next time...Happy Reading!!! ~Jess


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