Disclaimer : ( my first disclaimer ever, that's so moving... or not ) Well, as you may know, I am not J.K. Rowling otherwise trust me I'd not leave Australia in July, therefore I do not own anything but my couple of original character and the plot =)

A/N : Hey there ! I hope you're all fine ! First, you have to know that I am a French writing in English, I do my best but if you have any comment/help/advise on the style/vocabulary/expressions, don't hesitate to let me know ! Also the story's title and the chapter's titles are freely inspired by this lovely TV Show Life Unexpected. I hope you'll like it as it's my first story ever posted on internet and now I shut my big mouth and let you have a look ;)

This story starts at the start of the 7th book, right after Harry's transfer to the Burrow and sadly I am keeping dead people til then very dead =/

Lorenzo Evans stared at his parents with mixed feelings. He could name surprise, excitation, sadness, confusion and a bit of anger. His father took another sip from his drink and tightened his grip on his mother's hand. With a comforting smile, the woman spoke again :

"I guess it all started with that article."

His father nodded.

"Yes I guess so. It all started because of this Rita Skeeter woman and the Daily Prophet."

"What was in that article ?" Asked Lorenzo cautiously.

"A lot things. The mains would be that me, Emilia Farnese, the heir of the Farnese's empire, had been adopted – but everyone already knew that – and was, as a matter of fact, the biological daughter of Lucius Malfoy, the famous Death Eater and Lilly Potter, The Chosen-One's mother. Their sources had procured them a copy of my birth certificate to prove it and there was a big picture of me in the other page."

"What you need to understand Renzo," explained his father " is that... at that time, when I was seventeen and your mother sixteen, the War was on. The ministry was barely standing against Voldemort's attacks and everyone was afraid. And with Dumbledor's death, most of the people had their hope resting on Harry Potter's shoulder who was with the Order of Phoenix"

"Yes I've read about that !" Lorenzo said with excitation, "They were fighting every Death Eater they found ! There were Remus Lupin the werewolf and his future wife Nymphadora Tonks. Kingsley Shakelbolt our minister for magic and Alastor Moody along with/"

Emilia smiled. Saying that his son was a heavy reader was an understatement. Renzo literally spend his days reading about the Dark War and every single history manuals he could get his hand on. She liked that. If Hermione had been there she would've been so thrilled about it... When the eleven years old boy went back to silence, she felt she could continue. She had a look at her husband. He had a encouraging and loving smile. She was ready to tell the story. Their story. The kind of story history books couldn't tell.

"All of this made that article having big consequences"

"Especially for you mother" his father added. "And not good ones believe me."

Slowly, as the words spread out of their mouth, the couple's memories went back to life again under Lorenzo's attentive look.

Tony was staring at the paper like she could erased the printed words only with her will. She wasn't upset. She wasn't afraid. She wasn't sad. But the sixteen years old girl was sure the hell confused.

First of all, she, herself, had never seen her birth certificate so the way it ended up in that horrible gossip paper was the most mysterious thing to her. She wondered for a minute what her father would do to the person who was responsible for that. Then almost immediately she decided she didn't wanted to know. The man wasn't the informal head of Milan and almost all of the North of Italy because he was kindly distributing smiles and free hugs. That was also why she wasn't more disturbing by the news of the notorious Death Eater Lucius Malfoy being her birth father. She was used to have a father with blood on his hands. Not that she was ok with it. Far from that. She just couldn't decide which man was the worst. People who didn't know could think she'd choose her father over the Malfoy guy but her friends knew better : Fabrizio Farnese had never been the loving and caring daddy type. She was just here to be educated, trained and become the heir. As for the reason her father didn't choose to adopt a boy, it was the only complete mystery of Tony's life. Until then. Now she was also wondering how on earth Lucius Malfoy happened to have a child with Lily Potter even if that was something she could be happy about. Not entirely happy though : Tony dearly loved her mother and she didn't wanted to rejoice because 'the other mum' was someone to be proud of. Hurting the woman who had lovingly raised her wasn't an option.

As a matter of fact, the only thing the young girl was absolutely thrilled to discover was the fact that she had, by blood, two brothers. Even tough they were probably so messed up by the whole story, she thought. She could almost pity them. In fact, she did. Tony was used to scandals and family secrets exposed on the front pages of the magazines but Draco and Harry ? Well, maybe they were. She didn't knew them after all...

Tony had grew up alone. Loving mother, careless father. Only child of course : they wouldn't want to divide the Farnese empire would they ? No cousins either, her father being only child like every Farnese, and he also had taken care of the fact that if she didn't inherit in some ways of their fortunes, nobody else would. Therefore her mother's sister never get the chance to achieve a pregnancy. Of all the dirty work of her father, this one was probably the one that made her the most nauseated.

And of course, that was that kind of things that prevented her from having friends. Apart from Mateo and Vittoria. But the fact was, She had often in her life felt very alone.

Discovering these two brothers coming out of nowhere couldn't be a bad thing could it ? It's not like her father would try to kill them anyway for that killing Draco Malfoy would be like a war declaration with Voldemort, something that he had cautiously avoided since the dark wizard was back. And before killing Harry Potter, the Chosen one, he would need to go through all the members of the Order of the Phoenix and that again wasn't an option there. So maybe... maybe this time she would actually have something she could call a family ?

The girl had dropped the paper in the floor and was watching the city below her from the balcony of the Farnese's Palace. Eyes unfocused she jumped when a loved voice interrupted her thoughts :

"Tony ?"

"Right here !"

Mateo Deluca joined her outside, noticing the paper at her feet.

"Your father is enraged."

"Yeah I figure he would be." Tony answered with a shrug. "Whatever."

"No. No Tony, not whatever."

The young lady turned her head to look at her friend's face. Mateo was dead serious and he didn't look like anything good could come from all of this. The good looking Italian was obviously worried sick.

"Why so serious ?" asked the girl trying to sound lighter than she felt quoting one of their favorite movies.

"Tony that story isn't going to do any good to anyone. Especially not you. Your Potter's blood will be trouble."

"It's Evan's blood Mateo and I thought that was the good part of the thing." the blond girl mumbled.

"Yeah Vittoria thought so but lucky for you I can use my brain," answered the boy back with a fainted smile, "Listen, why d'you think your father carefully avoided to choose a side in this war ? To not risk your life. The last thing we need is an article telling the world that you're the only living family of the Chosen One. You've just become the most perfect target for whoever is planning anything against that boy. And you perfectly know who that means."

Ending his sentence, Mateo remained silent letting Emilia the time necessary to absorb his words. She didn't think of that of course, deduced the boy seeing the horror passing quickly in her eyes. He took her hand in his in a comforting gesture. A little paler than usual but extremely calm, Tony slowly nodded.

"But there is not much we can do about it now, is it ?"

"I'm afraid there's not. Your father could denied the truth publicly but the paper looks too real and You-know-who wouldn't take the risk to miss an opportunity as good as this one. The other solution would be for you to run away and hide. But nobody hides eternally from Him..."

"So I'm just waiting here for You-know-who or his Death eater to come and pick me up, hoping that my dad's minions will be stronger than them... Sounds like a good plan." Tony conclude with a fake conviction.

Her emerald green eyes searched Mateo's blue ones for few seconds before they locked into each other. Identical grins slowly began to grow on their faces. Five minutes later both of the teenagers were taken into a nervous giggle neither of them could stop. Still laughing almost hysterically, Mateo closed his arms around the girl. They stayed embraced for few minutes until their laugh faded. This was such a mess, the boy thought desperately before pressing his lips against hers passionately.

"This is never going to work is it ?" Tony asked when they broke the kiss for air.

"No it's not." Mateo whispered, slowly caressing her lips with his.

"I'm so screwed..."

"We, Tony." Mateo corrected, gently resting his forehead against hers, "We are so screwed. They'll have to pass through my dead body and probably Vittoria's one to get you..."

"Don't be stupid, nobody's going to die for me... Anymore." she added after a short reflexion thinking about her father's crimes.

"That, Beauty Queen, isn't for you to decide !"

"I won't /"

"Miss Emilia ?"

The two embraced teenagers turn their head like the perfect mirror of each other. The old governess Agnese was looking at them with concern from Tony's room.

"Your father is asking after you miss Emilia."

Tony shook her head and winced. Agnese was the only one with her father who used her first name and she didn't like it. Nevertheless, she smile nicely at the old lady and escaped from Mateo's arms, taking care of hiding her anxiety very deep to not worry the boy. This couldn't be good.

"I'll be back soon, she said to him, Say to Vittoria that I'll join you in the summer garden when my father's finished."

"Ok." answer the boy, not buying for a minute her act, but following the mascarade, trying to look relaxed. He failed miserably.

"I see you then." Tony said with a fake smile

"I see you then." Mateo answered with the same face.

Then he looked at her while she disappeared in the stairs. This wasn't good.

Let me know what you think =)

Goodnight ( for it's 2 in the morning in Brisbane ! )

-Al

PS : And I'm sorry, I keep rereading this and I keep discovering grammatical mistakes every time : I swear they're popping up when I'm not looking ! I'm so sorry for that, I correct them as much as I can !