Mother of Mine, Sweet Child of Thee

Hermione Granger has always been a little bit different. She has always been gifted in ways her school friends weren't so it makes a lot of sense when she finds out she's actually a witch, albeit a muggle-born witch. Follow her as she moves through her school years as the brightest witch if her age, best friend to the boy who lived and 1/3 of the golden trio. What Hermione doesn't know is that she's in actuality a pureblood. The child of Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange who secreted her away to be hidden in the muggle world the very day she was born for her own protection. This is a story of unconditional love, hardship and war. The only hope for Hermione and all those she loves is her very own prophecy. In which lies the secrets to her past, the truth about her family and ultimately the hope for a brighter and more peaceful future for all those she loves. In other words Hermione has the fate of wizarding Britain laying on her shoulders in more ways than one - even if she doesn't know it quite yet.

Lately I seem to have completely lost myself in the world of Harry Potter so figured I'd try writing a fic for myself. Don't worry I haven't forgotten any of my other stories, ill get back to them. As always I do not own the world of Harry Potter or the characters I've merely cooked up a story based on them. All rights are J.K.Rs