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True identity - Part One by akjennymay9
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True identity - Part One

akjennymay9

Ack!! I am so sorry for such a long wait, but my beta disappeared, and I went and found a new one. Thank you for all the reviews!! This chapter is short, but there will another one posted shortly after this one! Give me 20 minutes at the most!!


Harry paced around his room. `Why did she have that letter? Maybe Hedwig dropped it? No, she's never done that. Why does she have it! I don't understand!' Harry started to pace around his room faster muttering to himself.

"I don't understand, I need to talk to someone. Who? I have no one! The only one I have around here is Jane and I can't talk to her!" Harry grumbled and mumbled around his room for about an hour before his head started to hurt.

"I need sleep, maybe that will help." Harry said and dropped on to his bed.

Jane made it back to the house and ran up to her room happily. ` He thinks I'm beautiful! I never thought he would say that!' Jane thought as she sat down on her bed.

"I can't believe he had two pictures of me in his wallet! Oh man! I never thought he would.' Jane thought and laid on her bed looking at the ceiling. ` I can't wait to tell him. I can't wait to get this guilt off of me. I never thought it would be this hard.'

Jane smiled at the conversation they just had. : Harry was never one to tell people how he felt. Oh GOD! When I tell him who I am he will hate me! He will think I betrayed him! Oh no! I can't tell him now! I can never tell him!

Tears began to stream down Jane's eyes, then she remembered the letter Hedwig has given her. She jumped up form her bed to get the letter. "OH NO! Where is it! I am sure I put it in my pocket!" Jane began looking around her room for the letter. "Bloody hell! It must have fallen out some where. OH NO! Harry did say something to me when I was leaving, what did he say?' Jane began to pace around her room trying to remember what he said. After several minutes she remembered Jane you dropped something SHIT! I dropped the letter! He is going to figure out!

Jane began to walk around her room again. `Maybe he will think Hedwig dropped it and I picked it up and was going to give it to him but forgot. Yeah that it. Well, if he asks about it that's what I will have to say.' Jane said and decided it was time for bed.

Harry tossed and turned in his sleep all right. He was having an odd dream.

******DREAM******

Harry was in someone's house he never saw before. As he was looking around he noticed a phone, a television, and other muggle items. :' okay so I'm in a muggle house. but whose?' Then he heard a girl's voice.
"Hermione!" he said, and began moving throughout the house trying to find her. He ran all through the house searching all the rooms. "Hermione! Where are you?"He called.

Harry began moving faster thought the house until he saw her. She was sitting outside with her parents and a few other people Harry couldn't make out. He began moving closer to where they where trying to listen to what they where saying and who eels was there. He made his way through the back door and towards the group of people.

"Hermione." Harry said she didn't look up. Harry looked around at the other people. "Dumbeldore! Professor McGonagall?! Ron!" He called to them. No one looked up. They were in deep conversation about something. He still couldn't hear them. "What's going on? Its like they don't know I am here. What's going on?" Harry sat down on the ground and looked around at everyone. Hermione had tears running down her face, her father and mother were holding hands and nodding at whatever Dumbeldore was saying. Then Professor McGonagall began to speak, Ron began to look nervously at Hermione. Then McGonagall stood up and walked towards Hermione and began talking to her. Hermione had a determine look oh her face. Harry recognized that look, she was thinking, she was determined too do something. Dumbledore stood up and gave Hermione a picture, Harry couldn't see it at first but then he got a glimpse of it.

It was a picture of his mum on her wedding day. "Why do you have that picture? Whets going on!" Harry yelled and got up from the ground and marched closer to the group of people. That's when he saw what was going on. Hermione was changing, she was turning in to Jane.

***** End of Dream****

Harry woke up with a jump and gasped "It can't be." he said "She would never do that! Why didn't Ron tell me? What were they saying to her? Why did they feel she needed to hide? Why did she choose to look like my mum?"

Harry jumped out of his bed and returned to pacing around his room. "This whole time it was Hermione! I am such an idiot!" Harry stopped pacing and sat back down on his bed. "All the things I said to her! Oh no" The headache came back. "Oh this is a disaster! How could I of not known! She looks so much like herself! I am such an idiot!"

Harry got up from the bed again and went to his trunk to get the photo album Hagrid had given him after his first year and began looking through it. A few hours later Harry was still looking at the photos, flipping back and forth between pictures of his mum and Hermione. "She's so beautiful" Harry stopped at the statement, : who was I saying that about? Harry flipped back to a picture of Hermione and smiled as he thought about her. Then he turned to a page of him mum and smiled again. `They both are they are the most beautiful women I have ever seen. I love them.' He thought and gasped! "Oh my god! I love her!" Harry said and smiled.

:Why didn't I realize this before? I really am an idiot! Harry looked down at the photo album again to the picture of his mum. "This is the girl you were talking about wasn't it Mum? I can't let her go, she will help me. How could she not, she the most talented witch I know. She has always been there for me." Harry smiled and returned the photo album to his trunk.

A thought crossed Harry's mind :Should I tell her I know? Or wait and see if she tells me? Should I wait and tell her until she is back to herself?' His mind began to race again :What should I do?' Again Harry began to pace around his room. : I can't think in here! What time is it? He looked over at his clock. 5 AM. Time to run, that will help me clear my mind." Harry changed into his running clothes and made his way out to of the house.


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