Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or any of the magical places existing in this story. I only own the plot of this story.
A.N: This is my fourth ff. The other three didnt really work out but ive been stuck on this story for quite sometime and this one will work out..trust me:) plz disregard books 6 and 7.:) thanx:)
READ IT IS IMPORTANT!: oh and BTW voldemort is already gone, he was defeated at the end of 6th year by harry.
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"No..no..I will not believe any of that! Mother, tell him he's wrong," Hermione argued with her parents.
Her mother looked serious and nodded in agreement at what ever Hermione's father had just stated. "I'm sorry sweetie, but everything he said is true: WE are a Pureblood family."
Hermione looked from her father and mother still in disbelief; shaking her head continually. "Why did you keep something so damn important from me!" she screamed, now standing.
Her mother and looked at each other in annoyance. "Because of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. He was a threat to all of the Magical World and we didn't want you to have to grow up around such dark magic! For heavens sake Hermione, we are blood traitors!" Her father told her solemnly.
Hermione sat back down and engulfed it all. She, Hermione Jean Granger, was a Pureblood! Oh boy was Malfoy gonna get a kick out of this!
Her mother spoke this time,"Hermione, please go up stairs and pack a suitcase quickly. We need to get over to the Zabini's. And NO questions now," she said as Hermione opened up her mouth to ask, obviously, why them., "Everything will be explained later on. Now go!"
With that Hermione left the room and went upstairs to pack.
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After Hermione had finished packing, she head downstairs to her parents. "We trust you know how to apparate, Hermione?" Her mother asked. Hermione nodded her head in agreement. "Well then just think of the Zabini Manor." Hermione turned and the next thing she knew she was standing in a lavish living room of the Zabini's. The room was a cream color, with two gold couches and a swarovski crystal coffee table between them, laden with magic books including, Hogwarts, a History. On one side of the couches was a huge fireplace, on the other a gigantic fish tank full of beautiful exotic fish, even tiny sharks we spotted now and then. It was absolutely amazing.
"Robert, Gianna, its lovely to see you again," a women, with a thick Italian accent, had just walked in. She had dirty blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. She was a little taller than Hermione, but that probably had to do with the fact she was wearing six in heels. She was thin and muscular for her age. And some how she recognized her. 'Of course,' Hermione thought to herself,'It's Blaise's mother.'
Mrs. Zabini was finished with hugging her parents and turned to her. "And you must be Hermione! Blaise tells me your top in the class! Congratulations!" Hermione smiled and blushed lightly. "Thank you Mrs. Zabini, but of course Blaise is on top too." Mrs. Zabini smiled at her and hugged her. "Well that's a good thing," Mrs. Zabini chuckled lightly as she freed Hermione from her frighteningly tight grasp and finished,"But Mrs. Zabini, no, Aunt Vienna, darling." Hermione looked at her quizzically, "Aunt?" Mrs. Zabini laughed and turned too her parents. Her father smiled,"We hadn't really told her yet, Vienna." Mrs. Zabini turned back to Hermione,"Well, since your the smartest with of your age, it should be obvious now that you are cousin's with Blaise." She smiled and motioned for the Granger's to follow. "Blaise," Called Mrs. Zabini,"Blaise, Hermione is here!" Hermione then heard a door slam and then saw Blaise, one of the most handsome boys in school; second to Draco, make his way down the magnificent Marble staircase in the huge foyer. "Aunt Gianna, Uncle Robert, so nice too see you," He shook hands with Hermione's father, and kissed his mother's cheeks. After giving his greetings to his family, he turned to Hermione. "Nice to see you again, Hermione." He took he hand and kissed it lightly. Hermione blushed,"Charming as always, Blaise." Blaise laughed.
Blaise had always been a Slytherin that was on good terms with everyone. She and Blaise had actually spent lots of time together in the library, talking and studying. And now she knew why. "Blaise," Aunt Vienna said,"Why don't you show Hermione where she'll be staying for the remainder of summer." Blaise nodded, took Hermione's suitcase, and motioned for Hermione to follow. After climbing up the grand staircase, they turned to the right and down the hall. They stopped at the third door on the right. She had noticed that the house followed the color patterns of whites and creams, and golds. She looked at her door. Cream in color with and amazing gold design in the middle, and a dark cream trim. Blaise opened the door and waited for Hermione to step through. Just like the rest of the house, her room was gigantic. But instead if whites, creams, and golds, her room was a light pink color. With a light hard wood floor, and a huge bed in the middle of the room with light pink and gray sheets. In the far back, and much to Hermione's liking, was a small library, fit with a fireplace, chairs, and a love seat. On the other side was a vanity filled with make up, hair products, and amazing jewelry. Opposite her bed was a door that obviously led to the bathroom. On the left side of the door was a dresser that was white and had pink roses painted on it. And in the back were French doors that led to a balcony. This bedroom was amazing!
Blaise saw her amazement and smiled,"Is this room to your liking Hermione?" Hermione smiled,"Oh my God, err I mean, Merlin, yes." Blaise laughed, "I am Christian, Hermione." Hermione blushed and sat on her bed. "Why didn't you tell me I was your cousin Blaise?" Blaise looked hard at her,"Your father asked me not to. I would've but I had a curse on me so that if I spoke of it, my face would erupt with zits, and lets just say I wouldn't err, be able to have children." He blushed, as Hermione went into fits of giggles. Blaise smiled,"If you would like I'm going to go swimming. Change and come out. Oh! And the Malfoy's, Draco and Narcissa are coming." Hermione nodded and smiled,"Oh that's great! And yes I would love to go swimming." Blaise gave a curt nod and left the room, closing the door on the way out. The Malfoy's like the Zabini's had never really been on the Dark side, Except for the husbands. Draco, Blaise, Narcissa, and Vienna, had all been under the protection of the order and Draco and Blaise had been spies. She and Draco had become friends and so did Her and Harry, but of course Ron was stubborn ad refused to befriend him.
Hermione changed into her favorite Bikini. The bottoms were a light charcoal gray and the top looked like graffiti. She put on red Soffee shorts, grabbed her favorite pair of big eyed sunglasses, and went downstairs and outside by the pool. She took off her shorts and lied down on one of the loungers, finishing her tan that still needed to get done.
"Hey man," said Draco Malfoy shaking his best mates hand as he strode into the foyer of the Zabini Manor,"How the fuck are 'ya?" Draco's mother, Narcissa shot death glares at him for his use of language, but quickly forgot as her best friend walked into the foyer. Blaise laughed and pulled Draco into a man hug, hitting each other hard on the back. "I'm great dude, what's going on?" "Nothing, but enough of this fucking chit chat, let's go swimming!" And with that Draco made his way towards the pool.
Blaise and Draco walked out through the sliding glass doors to the amazing in-ground pool when Draco noticed a beauty lounging on one of the lounge chairs. Draco turned around to see Blaise smirking at him,"Is that Hermione?" Blaise smiled and nodded. "What's she doing here?" "Well you see Draco, she's actually a Pureblood. She's my cousin. My mother is her mother's sister. Their maiden name is Vespucci." Draco nodded clearly surprised that Hermione was a Pureblood. He turned back around and walked up to Hermione. "Well hello Hermione, how are you?" Hermione looked up to see the gorgeous Draco Malfoy standing over her. She stood and gave Draco and warm hug. "Oh Draco it's great to see you." He smiled and they released each other. "Blaise told me that your a Pureblood and that your his cousin. Congratulations on finding out your history" he added nonchalantly, but Hermione knowing he was joking, for blood didn't matter anymore,"But may God help you. Being friends with Blaise is most difficult. Being related, well, I for one would probably die." Hermione and Draco shared a good laugh, but Blaise looked sour. "Piss of Draco," he said sarcastically, and Draco and Hermione laughed again.
That night Blaise, Draco, and Hermione all hung out in Hermione's room, by the library, balcony doors open. Blaise and Draco were talking about quidditch. God! Boys and quidditch! She decided to, instead of engage in the conversation, she would just listen. As she listened to them talk about the American Teams she decided to think about Draco. He changed a lot since his father's passing. He no longer discriminated over blood, he was nicer, and a gentleman. He also cut his hair, it was short and put up into a Guido hair style (a.n: no offense to anyone), gelled up in spikes. He also grew another six inches. He was tall, muscular and handsome. His chin also became more prominent and his face had matured so much in the last year. He looked amazing. And he dressed like a gentlemen too. Light blue button-down shirt with jeans, and Italian imported brown leather shoes. He had a light, sexy 5 o'clock shadow. He was good looking.
Even though Draco wasn't looking at Hermione at that moment, who knew what she looked like. He hair had changed so much since first year. Even since sixth! It was now just little light waves. It was a light brown and it fit her face perfectly. She also grew a few inches and had thinned out even more. She had strong stomach muscles, fit with a six pack, that fit her perfectly. She was tanned and toned, especially her legs. The were long, muscular, tan and thin. She was beautiful.
Blaise looked at his watch. "Wow, 11:30. I'm gonna turn in. Night." Blaise left. Draco turned to Hermione. "Would you like to take a walk with me?" Hermione smiled and said yes. They made their way to the garden. "Wow, this place is beautiful." Draco smiled and took Hermione's hand. They walked around for about forty five minutes, laughing talking and having a great time. When they were done Draco walked Hermione back to her room. "Thank you so much Draco, I had such a great time." Draco Smiled. "So did I." They stood awkwardly by her door, staring at each other before Draco leaned down, and gave Hermione a soft peck on the lips. "Good night Hermione." Hermione was smiling and biting her bottom lip,"Night Draco." He turned and walked to his door, three doors down, waved to her and smiled, before walking into his room. But Hermione couldn't get over that he kissed her. She stood outside her door before finally turning in.
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A.N: There's the first chapter R&R if u loveeeeeeeeeeeee me haha..
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