The Fourth Granger? Chapter One

Hermione Granger was a plain brown-haired girl in her early teens.She had two good friends.
One was Harry Potter, who was brave to the point of recklessness sometimes, but he was still a very good friend.
Then there was the funny, handsome redhead Ron Weasley, who was the centre of Hermione's love life.If only she could tell him...
"What're you writing?"It was Ron.Hermione quickly rolled up the parchment.
"An assignment for DADA."muttered Hermione.Looking up, she saw a girl about her height, with very familiar brown curly hair...
"Come back!"Hermione hurried forward, leaving Ron looking bemused.
The weird lookalike turned around."Hello, Hermione.I know you like my own voice.We were separated, remember? I went off to live with the Kipples, a pure-blood family..."
"What are you talking about?"spluttered Hermione."That defies all logic!"
"Slow, aren't you, Hermione..."The girl looked Hermione in the face, green into brown.The emerald eyes reminded Hermione of her father."I'm your sister, Hermione."
A/N: Rubbish, I know, but it will get better...probably...maybe...hopefully....
To Be Continued...