Hermione sat quietly in her bedroom as she read. She has just got back from her last year at Hogwarts and she was a bit solemn lately. She missed Hogwarts and her friends she loved so much but her mother sounded very concerned that she had to come back and talk to them. She could hear her parents discussing something downstairs so she put a listening charm on her ear. "We have to tell her Jean they are coming in a few days on her birthday and she will know something is wrong." She could hear her mother sigh. "Yes, I know but it just seems a bit sad to give up our daught- Hermione." She could hear her mother sniffling and had to know what was going on. She burst downstairs in the living room. "What are you talking about? What do you mean you are going to give me up? Am I moving out? Did you buy me a house or something?" Her mother stared at her sadly. "Hermione dear, A long time ago your father and I moved into this town with high hopes for the future. When we were walking down to our house a couple caught up with us in quite a disheveled state might I add. They told us they were being followed and needed to keep you safe. They begged us to take you and watch over you until your 17th birthday. This was a dream come true for us because we found out we could never have children. We were so happy that we agreed to keep you but we got a letter that your real family is going to take you to live with them for a year." Hermione's whole world came crashing down. "I'm adopted.. Wh-who are my parents?" Her "mother" gave a sigh. "We don't know we will find out on Thursday." Hermione started to cry. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?! HOW COULD YOU LIE TO ME FOR ALL OF THESE YEARS HO-HOW COULD YOU!" She ran up to her room shaking with tears flying down her face. How could you? She thought before drifting off to sleep.
The next day Hermione work up in peril. It was probably just a dream she thought. But when she walked downstairs she saw her parents at the table. "We are sorry we lied to you Hermione." Hermione sighed, it was real all right. "I don't want to hear it I just want to be alone for a while." She went back upstairs and began writing a letter to Harry and Ron.
Dear Harry and Ron,
How are you guys? I miss you so much. I have a lot to talk to you about as well. I will put this in short terms then hopefully we can meet in Diagon Alley to talk sometime. Apparently, I am adopted. My whole life has basically been a lie. I am not sure who my family is or if I am still muggle born or not. I guess I will find out. I love you all
-Hermione
Hermione sighed. She always knew something was off she looked nothing like Jean or Andrew. Both of them had straight thin hair while Hermione's was thick and curly. The only thing that even remotely looked like them was her eyes. Her father had the honey brown eyes like she did. She could only hope to the gods that she had not been glamoured. However that was unlikely if her parents wanted to keep her safe. Hermione sighed and went to sleep.
Today was Thursday. Today was the day Hermione would meet her parents. She got on a pretty blue sundress that went past her knees when she looked in the bathroom mirror. Her hair was black not as bushy as before but long and black curls. Her eyes the ones she loved so much were gone. In there place were one pair of striking icy blue eyes. Her face shape was the same but her skin was tanner. The only thing Hermione saw as her old self was the freckles scattered across her nose. She looked beautiful. The blue dress was a bit small on Hermione. She had grown taller and everything was a bit different. She strapped on some sandals happy to know her feet had not grown and walked down the stairs. Andrew and Jean rushed over and hugged her. "Oh Hermione, just remember that we will always love you no matter what you look like or who your parents are." Hermione felt tears prick at her eyes but she held them in. She had to be strong for her family. "I love you too mom." They all hugged as they heard the doorbell ring. Hermione cautiously opened the door. Outside her house was a man and woman with tan skin and brown hair. Hermione looked just like them. "Hello dear, I am your mother Athena Zabini. This is your father and brother Darius and Blaise." Hermione stared skeptically. "Did you just say Blaise as in Blaise Zabini? Went to Hogwarts Zabini?" He stood frim behind his-their mother. He was quite handsome he had black windswept hair and piercing green eyes. "You know me? You went to Hogwarts? What was your name?" Hermione was for sure they would hate her now. If they found out there daughter was Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Princess. "I was Hermione Granger. Remember Zabini? The mudblood all your friends used to bully?" Blaise had never bullied her but he had never stopped his friends from bullying her either. "Oh my god. Hermione Granger is my daughter. I have missed you so much you do look so much like your twin." Hermione blanched. "Me and Blaise are twins?" She nodded "Yes that is correct, now we must be going you have your bags packed yes?" Hermione nodded timidly. "Splendid" her father said. "Hold on to my arm we must apparate there." Hermione hugged her mom and dad then held on to Darius's arm to be apparated away.