Chapter 1
The Truth Comes Out
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter :( but I do own the plot (:
A/N: This is my first fanfic so I hope you like it (: Now let's begin (:
***Please read this! I have rewritten this chapter and chapter 2 because I thought they could have been better, so I changed them. Also they looked and sounded to vague. Please review if you like it better or just review to review(:***
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I look over at my so-called parents and glare, I'm beyond furious with them. How dare they tell me that after almost sixteen years that I'm adopted! I always knew I was different from them, but I would have never in my life thought that they weren't my biological parents. I thought we were like every other family because we have our differences and seperate opinions, but now that I think about it, it makes sense...most of the time. I mean we freaking look alike! How the hell can we NOT be related? Ugh! This is all so confusing, I have always felt like an outcast, like I didn't belong, even at school. Wait, now who the hell are my real parents? I mean I could be a prueblood or a halfblood. Hell Yeah! That will be so cool to rub into Malfoy's face if I was. I look over at my parents again, my anger resurfaces.
"How could you guys live with yourselves knowing I was adopted and never tell me? This could mean so many new possiblities and experiences that come with my biological family. I honestly can't believe that no one told me about this until now. By the way if you don't mind my asking, who are my real parents anyway?" I cross my arms over my chest, pissed as hell.
"Do not talk to me or your father in that unpleasant tone sweetheart, you know it is rude and in no way respectful to us. Now your birth parents left us the responsiblity to give you a letter they wrote when you were in a baby. Now that your birthday is only about a week away and were going to give it to you now. I'll go get it."
My moth-Madeline gets up from the loveseat in the den and walks upstairs. Joseph looks at me with sadness in his deep emerald green eyes. I can't help, but feel sad for him too. I mean I grew up with him; he raised me more than mom ever had. He was my partner in crime; he has showed me things that have fascinated me ever since I was little. I'm his little girl. I get up and walk over to him and put my arms around his broad shoulders. He pats my hands. We hear mom's heels clicking down the stairs and I straighten my posture like how she taught me so many years ago.
"Schuyler now before you read this you have to understand what the options back then were when your parents made the decision to give you to us." She hands me the letter tear it open quickly.
Dear Schuyler,
Your mother and I are writing you this letter for plenty of reasons. First let's introduce ourselves I'm Jonathan Zabini and your mother is Charlotte Zabini. We also wanted to tell you that you have a twin brother named Blaise. Now let me explain what happened. Well back when Voldemort was getting to the height of his power, we had gotten pregnant with you and your brother. Well, since we had found out that we were having twins the news spread fast. Voldemort had found out and he used a spell to find out that you were have some very prominent powers when you got older. So he had ordered a death sentence on you when you were born. So your mother, myself and the Malfoy's devised a plan to put you into the house of muggles to keep you safe from him. So the night you were born Lucius had took you to the Valentine's house because they are very good friends of ours, but nobody knows this. We also wanted to apologize for not contacting you anytime before now, but we wanted to keep you as safe as possible. With that, we wanted to inform you that we will be coming over two days after your birthday so we can meet you and you meet us. Be ready.
With Love,
Jonathan and Charlotte Zabini
I reread the letter over again because I can't believe this is actually happening right now. I hand the letter over to them to read it. The looks on their faces literally knocks the breath out of me. I mean I'm esctastic that I finally know where I belong, but I don't want to hurt the people that I love and they love me. My dad puts his arms around me, that's when the tears start flowing. I hug him back and sit there in the living room of the people that took me in, helped me grow up into the person I am, support me in everything, crying over the fact that I maybe have to leave them forever.
~o~
"Schuyler come on it's your birthday for crying out loud! Now get your lazy ass up out of that bed and get ready. Were going out!" My best friends Midnight and Isabel are trying to get me out of my bed, but are failing.
"Come on please Sky pretty pleasee." Isa pouts and I laugh.
"Fine, but I'm going to blame you two if something goes wrong." I walk into my closet and get ready for my birthday.
I come out in a Wet Seal tank top with grey skinny jeans and black heels that I got as a birthday present this year. I look at what Midnight and Isa are wearing and smile. Our styles have always been so different from each other, but we compliment each other so well too. Midnight is wearing a black ruffle top with black leggings. Her shoes are bright red to give her some color and she pulls the outfit together with a gold necklace. Isabel is wearing a hot pink zebra tank with washed skinny's. Her shoes are a nude color with lots of sparkles, she pulls it all together with a 'Jealous?' necklace.(A/N: If you want to see these outfits go to the site on my profile and look for the title that says 'Schuyler's Birthday'.) My hair is curly, while Isa's and Midnight's hair is straight.
"Damn Sky you'll make everyone that sees you drop to their knees...well the guys at least. Now were off to celebrate your wonderful birthday. Now let's get going." Isa struts out my room and Midnight looks at me, I look at her, we burst into laughter and walk out.
"Mom, Dad were going out for awhile to celebrate okay? Is that okay with you guys?" I give my parents my puppydog pout."Pwetty pweaseeee."
"Schuyler your so cute and yes you can go out, your mother and I are going to your aunt's house for alittle while." With that my dad kisses my forehead and gives me a bear hug.
"Dad...can't...breathe...lungs...squished.." He chuckles and lets go.
"Bye mom, love you." I hug her and grab my keys off the key hook by the door and head outside towards my 2012 Chevrolet Camaro.
~0~
"Blaise! Get UP!" Draco pounds on my door.
"Go away ferret!" I snuggle closer to my pillow, trying to go back to sleep.
"You did NOT just call me that filthy name that Potty and Weasel call me did you?" I laugh at my best friend.
"I did and now let me sleep. It's my birthday, I'm sixteen and all I want to do is don't let the door hit your ass on the way out. Thanks and goodnight."
I hear Drake walk toward my bed and the next thing I know I'm on the ground. I shove the bed off of me, pissed. I shove Drake against my wall with my arm and hold my arm on his neck. He chuckles at me and my temper before shoving me off him. I glare at him and walk back towards my bed and flip it back over, so mother won't get mad later, if she sees it.
"What the fuck was that for huh? I have never flipped your bed over, while you were IN it! Sleeping no less!" Drake doubles over in laughter which only pisses me off more.
"Dude your a fucking prick in the morning, when you don't get your beauty sleep." I'm about to say something back, but our house elf Maci pops in.
"Master Blaise and Master Draco, Master's parents want you to join the for breakfast in five minutes." With that she pops out.
We look at each other with worried expressions because mother and father, Drake's godparents, never ask us to join the for breakfast without telling us something. This could not be good...at all. We realize that we are already five minutes late before we leave my room. When we get there, we get hit with delicious aromas of waffles, eggs, bacon, toast, muffins. I look at my parents, then I notice a birthday cake between them and a smile spreads across my face, this isn't bad at all.
~0~
"Schuyler come down stairs already, your parents will be here any minute, now come down stairs." I look at myself in the mirror, completely ignoring my mother.
'What if they don't want me, when they see me? Do they even want their daugther back?
Yes Sky they do, why wouldn't they? I mean I am their fleshing blood for christ sake!'
I spray hairspray in my hair, fluff it and walk out, turning the light switch too. I basically run down the stairs so I wouldn't miss them coming in. I'm have been so nervous the past two days, that my family and friends had to yell at me to quit it, that everything qould be fine. How do theyy know that everything will be fine? I mean unless they are a seer, theyy really can't help now. Then, the thought hits me. I'm related to Blaise Zabini best mates with Draco Malfoy? Draco Malfoy that has tormented me since my second year! The one who has called me names for the past three years. Ugh! I can't believe my fucking luck! I hear a 'pop' coming from the living room. Oh my god! I run my hands throughout my hair to soothe any frizz from curling my hair this morning. I look up and see my parents smiling at me.
A/N: I will be rewriting chapter 2 tomorrow after school and uploading hopefully tomorrow night. (: Hoped you enjoyed.
~Sheila~
