She breathed heavily, slowly looking down at herself. Hospital her mind echoed, she remembered this place. ngos. Even in the wizarding world they had these ridiculous hospital gowns. She moved a hand through her hair. The whole DoM incident was one colourful mess. She slowly exhaled, staring at her hand which still played with her hair. Her breathing accelerated. It wasBlond.

Andromeda s day was uneventful and normal until she finds a girl on her front porch, a girl that is the spitting image of her sister. Unsure of the situation she turns to the people that disowned her, people she had learned to distrust. Asking the girl for her name she is adamant that it is Hermione Granger.

The one moment the present and the past start to mingle, everything becomes blurry and history will be rewritten. (Time-Travel)

Hermione is an outcast by breed. What if being muggle-born is just a traditional way of covering up a completely different heritage, the one of a long forgotten culture that thrived for millennia hidden from the easily prejudiced? Placed during the Horcrux -hunt.