A/N- This is my first fic., so I want lots of feed back from you guys. Please review and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer- All of Harry Potter belongs to JKR. If I were her, would I be writing fanfics?
Alright! On with the show!
"Daddy," Hermione said as she walked into the kitchen of Number 12 Grimwauld Place. Sirius could tell she had been crying, as there were tear tracks on her face. Hermione had a half smile on her face, while Sirius's face was confused.
"What are you talking about Hermio- Oh My God," Sirius said. "My little girl. I've found you. After all these years, and you've been right in front of me." He stood up and pulled Hermione into a hug. She laughed and held Sirius tightly.
"I can't believe Sirius Black is my father!" Hermione said. "The notorious mass murderer is my father!"
"Okay. I'm confused," Harry said from the table. "I thought your parents were dentists Hermione?"
Hermione pulled away from Sirius and addressed Harry. "I thought so too, but apparently I'm a Black! I went to Gringotts today to get exchange some Muggle money, and for some reason, they had me give some blood to verify that I was who I said, and it turned up that I am Hermione Jean Black!"
"Really?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded. "That's great, Hermione." Harry pulled her into a hug. "So, are you going to talk to your parents about it?"
"My adopted ones?" Harry nodded. "Well, I kind of have to. I mean, even though they're not biological, they're still my parents." Hermione looked at the floor. "Well, I was wondering if you two would come with me to talk to them."
"Of course Hermione," Harry said.
"Anything for you sweetie," Sirius said. Hermione smiled at him and he smiled back.
'She looks so much like her mother' Sirius thought.
"Should we go now?" Harry asked.
"Sure, unless you guys had other plans," Hermione replied.
"Well, actually, we were planning on doing a little gardening," Harry said.
"Really?" Hermione asked skeptically. Harry smiled.
"Of course not. Do you really think we would do gardening?" Harry asked.
"Good. I was wondering what was happening to you two," Hermione said. She smiled and looked over at Sirius. "Is it okay that we go right now?"
"Sure. Are you ready?" He asked.
"Yeah. Let's go." Harry and Hermione grabbed onto Sirius and they apparated to Hermione's house.
Hermione looked up at the large white house in front of her. Sirius looked sideways at her and asked, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah. It's just I've lived here my whole life, and now I know it was all a lie."
"It's going to be okay," Sirius said and gave her a one-armed hug.
"Should we go up?" Harry asked.
Hermione nodded and the three of them walked up the sidewalk to the house. Once they got to the front steps, Hermione, Harry, and Sirius paused. Hermione took a deep breath and said, "Here we go." She pressed the doorbell.
Soon, a man opened the door and said, "Hermione, what are you doing—" but stopped when he saw Sirius. He looked back into the house and said, "Honey, get down here!"
A petite women came into view and gasped as she saw Sirius. "You- you know?"
"Yes, Mom. I do," replied Hermione.
"Well come in, all of you. We have a lot to talk about.
Hermione, Harry, and Sirius filed into the house. Hermione's mother led them into the living room, and gestured for them to sit down. Hermione sat in the middle of the couch, with Harry and Sirius on either side of her.
"Well, as you may have figured out, you are adopted," Hermione's adopted father said. "Your mother and I are really sorry we didn't tell you earlier, we just didn't know how you would react."
"You should have known I would have taken it fine, you know I'm a mature teenager!" Hermione said.
"We know, Hermione, we just didn't want to burden you with this information," Hermione's mother said.
"Is there anything else you are hiding from me? Like maybe I am half dog?"(A/N-Get it?) Hermione asked, tears starting to flow. Sirius, despite his daughter's distress, tried to hide a smile at the half dog statement.(A/N- now do you get it?)
"No honey, there's nothing else. We just wanted you to be happy."
"Didn't you think I would find out eventually? If you didn't notice, I like to figure things out!" Hermione practically shouted. Sirius put his arm around his daughter and held her tight. Hermione cried into his side. Harry rubbed her back as she took some calming breaths.
Sirius looked at his godson and said,"Why don't you take her home, and I'll finish things here."
Harry nodded and pulled Hermione to him. Sirius took out a piece of paper out of his pocket and muttered, "Portus."
The paper glowed blue as Sirius gave it to Harry. Harry took Hermione's hand and placed it on the paper, which transported them to 12 Grimwauld place.
A/N- This takes place right before the trio's fifth year. Please review!
