Chapter One: Surprises

"'Mione, come downstairs for a minute please," Helen Granger called up the stairs to her daughter.

16, almost 17, year-old Hermione Granger was laying on her back on her bed listening to her stereo when her mother called.

Before she went downstairs she looked in the mirror. She had really filled out over the summer. Almost in her 7th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she possessed an air of confidence about her. Her once bushy brown hair was now sleek, shiny, and straight. It reached just below her shoulders. It was a gorgeous light brown and she has highlights placed in her hair and her ears were pierced 4 times up each ear and her cartilage was pierced twice on her left ear. She had her belly button pierced as well. She had spent the first month of summer vacation in Honolulu, Hawaii, U.S.A. She was there by herself so she got a dragon tattooed on her lower back. She was tan and curvy and she looked gorgeous. She was going to go back to school this coming term and no one would recognize her; she certainly wasn't the bushy haired, know-it-all bookworm of Gryffindor anymore. She was nice and soundly built thanks to her daily workouts. No one but her mom and dad knew, but she loved to work out. Professor Dumbuldore even put a gym in one of the many empty classrooms Hogwarts possessed that only she could access. Back to the story!

Hermione jogged down the stairs of her beautiful country manor that her parents owned. It was complete with an indoor and outdoor pool, and home gym. (Her parents were dentists after all; rich people dentists)

When she got downstairs her parents were sitting at the kitchen table. They looked nervous.

"What's wrong," Hermione asked, the second she saw their faces.

"Nothing dear, we just need to tell you something," Her dad answered.

" 'Kay, shoot."

"Well, we never told you this, but you are adopted. Well not really adopted per say because your parents wanted to keep you, but it was too dangerous. You see, you aren't muggle-born like you were led to believe. You are actually a pureblood witch. You see, you family is one of the most prominent wizarding-families in the world and they were worried that Voldemort would come after you, so they gave you to us to take care of you. You have a twin brother, but since he wasn't in as much danger as you were, he wasn't taken from his parents. Now that you are 17, as of tomorrow, you have the right to know the truth. We wanted to tell you long ago that we weren't you biological parents, but you would've asked questions, and we would've had to lie, and we couldn't do that. Your real parents will be coming tomorrow to meet you, as will your brother. You are actually older than he is. We are really sorry for keeping this from you for so long."

Hermione just stared at her 'father' for a minute with a blank expression on her face, then she said, "Okay, I guess I better go get packing, I'm assuming I'm leaving with them tomorrow correct?"

"Yes, you have to go with them tomorrow," Her mother answered.

"Alright, I'll talk to you later. I'll be in the gym if you need me." With that, Hermione walked off.

Once she got downstairs she went into the changing room and got into her bikini. She cannonballed into the shallow end of the pool and swam laps from one end to the other. She did about 500 laps before she got out and started her actual workout, to her that was just R and R. She jumped onto the treadmill and set it to high and ran for an hour and a half. She then walked over to the punching bag and punched it until the chain broke and she had to replace the chain. She didn't really want to dwell on the thought of a new family at the moment so she concentrated on her workout. She walked out the back door towards the track. She ran about 28 laps around it, she would've done more but she had to go in because it was getting dark. She ran in and got changed, all to aware of the fact that she skipped lunch. And it was also past dinner, so she ran upstairs to the kitchen and asked the cook to make her some potato soup.

Once she got her dinner, she sat down at the kitchen and thought about what information was given to her over 7 hours ago. (A/N: yes, she works out for 7 hours straight, it may seem like a lot, but I have this one friend who works out like that; in the summer, and man is he HOTT! Kay, back to the story) She didn't exactly know what to think about all this. She was happy that she was a pureblood, and happy that she could leave that house she was in. I mean, she loved her 'parents' and all but they were just really boring at times. She was really glad she had a sibling too. All she didn't understand was why they had to hide her from Voldemort in the first place. After she finished her dinner she went upstairs to her room to get ready for bed.

The next morning when she got up she realized that her 'parents' never told her when her actually family would get there. She decided to have breakfast and go to the gym. Her 'parents' weren't there, so she got her breakfast and went downstairs. She grabbed a bottle of water and changed to her swimsuit again. She decided she would just do as many laps in the pool as she could before her arms got tired. Once she reached 300 her 'parents' came downstairs with her family and they watched her do another 150 before they got her attention. Her family was amazed, because they knew how many laps she had done because there was a monitor. She got out of the pool and came over. On her way she grabbed a towel and dried herself off. She came all the way over and said hi before she noticed whom her brother was. "Blaise?" She questioned incredulously. She would have asked with her normal 'Zambini?' except she caught herself when she realized that she was a Zambini too. After she got over the initial shock she regained her composure. "Hello," she stated politely. "You must be my parents and my twin brother. I'm not trying to be rude but I really need to finish my workout or it messes with my body. What time is it anyway?"

"It's noon," her biological mother answered.

"Noon! Wow, I've been down here for 6 hours already, well then, I should be back up in an hour or so. I just have to finish my regular workout time."

"You workout for 7 hours a day!" Her brother asked amazed.

"Yea, I do. You can stay down here and we can chat while I finish my last hour, I was going to do laps around the track, but unless you want to run around the track 28 times to talk, which no offense, but I really don't think you could do and be able to hold a conversation at the same time, so I'll probably stick to the treadmill. Would you like to stay down here with me?" She said this all pretty quickly.

"Umm…Sure. Thanks. Wait, you have a track!" Blaise asked again

"Yea, a track, basketball court, tennis court, outdoor swimming pool, indoor swimming pool, a full gym, and much more. It's actually really fun to be able to come down here and relieve stress and stuff." By this time the grown-ups had left the teens to chat while they went upstairs. "You can even go swimming, I know we have some guys swim trunks around here somewhere. Just let me go change then we can talk. I'll be right back." She jogged to the changing room and came back in a sports bra and short, short shorts.

She walked over to the treadmill and Blaise followed. He watched in amazement as she set it on high and just ran and talked. He knew he could never understand all this muggle technology. They have a gym at our house, same stuff as she does, but he never used it. He started to talk. "So, Mione, I really don't know how you could endure all this working out. I would never be able to do it. We have all this at our manor and I don't even know how to use it!" At that Hermione giggled.

"Really, well I love to exercise, so much that Dumbledore put in a special gym at Hogwarts for my use only. But, I guess I'll have to teach you to use this stuff then won't I little bro," At this she reached out and playfully ruffled his hair. He was much taller than her, so it was a feat, but she figured it was the appearance charms to make her look like the Grangers. She couldn't wait to see wait to see what she really looked like.

"You know, I resent that, you may be a minute and a half older, but I know for a fact, even with the appearance charms off, I am taller than you, not by much though. I just can't wait 'til Drake finds out that you aren't muggle-born!" Blaise said, with a lot of enthusiasm.

"Drake? As in Draco Malfoy? That Drake?" She asked hurriedly

"Yes, Mione, that Drake. Calm down, he won't hurt you, and if he does I'll deal with him." Blaise stated somewhat calmly.

"Okay, whatever Blaise, thanks though. Now, how come you don't seem as surprised that I'm your sister as I am that you're my brother?" When she asked this she was off the treadmill heading back to the changing rooms. Blaise followed. "Here," she yelled throwing him a pair of swim trunks.

"Thanks, now for you question, our parents told me a couple weeks ago, I was actually excited that you were my sister." He was pulling on the swim trunks. "I'm done by the way. And also, I'll always watch your back! What are siblings for anyway?" He laughed as she came around the curtain and launched herself on him, sending them both into the pool. "Thank you for getting my shirt all wet Mione!"

"Oops," she answered innocently. "But seriously, thanks for caring about me, and I'm glad you my brother, better you than Draco."

"Aww. Drake's not that bad once you get to know him, he can be a little intense at times though. Now, about you moving in, we get share a room at the manor, with bunk beds and all!" At her look of horror, he laughed. "Hey, calm down, I was only joking! Your room is across the hall from mine though. It's the same size too."

"Cool, hey you wanna help me pack, I kinda fell asleep after my intense workout yesterday."

"Sure lets go" they got out and went up to her room. "I like this room. It's very cool. Its also very big, but I'm sorry to say that your room at the manor is twice as large."

"You're kidding me right?" one look at his face answered that question. "Okay, guess not. Well thank god you chose our b-day to come, we can do magic!" She pointed her wand at the inside of her trunk. "Expando" "there, now I can just put in my clothes. Take my closet, because if you think I'm letting you anywhere near my underwear and bras you are sorely mistaken" he just laughed and walked over towards her closet and she went to her drawers.

"Sheesh, how many clothes do you need?" Blaise asked her in shock.

"Okay. Take the fact that I'm a girl and care about my appearance into consideration then ask me that again." She said, as though explaining it to a 2 year old.

"Oh, right" he rolled his eyes and started to pack her clothes in her trunk.

As soon as they got downstairs the Grangers practically jumped Hermione. Hermione and her family said their goodbyes, and Hermione promised to visit and they were off.

Once they got home Mr. and Mrs. Zambini introduced themselves as Robert and Grace. Blaise showed her to her room and promised that Draco would be there the next afternoon and they were going to mess with his mind. First thing in the morning Hermione would get her appearance charms taken off. Hermione fell asleep with mixed feelings about the next day.

A/N: Okay, what do you think. Its not a very interesting chapter but it kind of sets the mode for the story. Tell me what you think. flames are welcome.

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