Chapter 1

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Title- Purosangue

The school year just let out. Hermione, Harry, and Ron bustled out of platform 9 3\4. Hermione wasn't feeling quite like herself. She decided to go straight home rather than go to the Weasleys.

"Hey guys, my parents are here. I'm going to leave now." Hermione said as she hugged her two best friends.

"Bye Mione, you need to come to the burrow soon."

"See you late Mione, I'll send Hedwig with letters."

"Bye guys." Hermione said as she rushed over to her parents, who were waiting patiently. Hermione looked at her parents; they had a look of worry and anxiousness on their faces.

"Hey honey, how was your train ride?"

"It was long. I'm not feeling too well." Hermione told both her parents as she got swallowed up in to their loving hugs.

"It's ok; we'll get you home so you can lay down." Jane said as she shot a look of despair at her husband William.

After a hour long car ride Hermione was dead asleep in the back of her parents car. She woke up hours later lying in her comfortable familiar bed. Hermione was feeling groggy as she slowly shifted around to look at her clock.

"12:30"

"I can't believe that I slept from the 5 o'clock yesterday to 12:30 in the afternoon today. I'm starving, I wonder if mom saved me any breakfast."

"Good afternoon honey, you had quite a sleep"

"Tell me about it mom, I don't know what happened. Where's dad?"

"He had to go finish up some arrangements that'll change all of our lives." Jane said as she set some eggs sunny side up in front of Hermione.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked her mother as she began to eat her eggs.

"Good Afternoon Hermione." William Granger said as he sat at the head of the table.

"What's going on?" Hermione asked as she finally registered the looks on her parents face.

"We have big news for you Hermione. It's about your wizarding."

"Dad, good joke, have you been watching the muggle music channels tricking people."

"No honey, there is someone I want you to meet tomorrow; she goes by the name of Zabini."

"Why would I want to meet Cynthia Zabini?" Hermione asked as she remembered the elegant, powerful, and influential women that picks up Blaise.

"Hermione, when you were very little the Zabini family contacted us to take you into hiding. They said that your world was being taken over by a mafia type ruler ship. Cynthia told us that they wanted no part in what was going on but because of who their ancestors were that this "mafia" would try to use their children against them. She said that because you were her youngest child that she feared for your life. She told me that it was to late to put her son into hiding." William Granger said with a stone cold emotionless face.

"Honey, we are forced to tell you this because you are coming of age in your world. We have no other choice, but we want you to remember that we love you, you are part of this family no matter what happens tomorrow." Jane said reaching over to Hermione hand.

"So I have to meet my REAL mother tomorrow?"

"Yes dear. She gave us this letter to give to you."

"Ok, I think I'm going to go to my room now."

Dearest Hermione,

I wish that you never had to deal with this situation. If you are reading this letter then Lord Voldemort has infiltrated the prominent pureblood society. While this fact disgusts me greatly, it hurts me even more that I have to put you into hiding. You have a twin brother named Blaise. Lord Voldemort watched over your father and I's pregnancy very carefully. When a pureblood family has children it is a very important thing because of inheritance. In the case of these darker times, Lord Voldemort is using them to determine who will join his army. When I birthed Blaise Lord Voldemort did not know that I was having twins. I did everything I know how to do to protect you. Your father and I decided begrudgingly to put you in care of a local muggle family. We only know the Grangers as good people with a respectable tooth healing practice. We tried to place you upper class muggle family.

Now as you read this letter I know that either I or your father have survived this war with Voldemort and the light side came out successful as I have hoped. Now that you read this it is time that you come home and take your place in the pureblood society.

I look forward to seeing you all grown up.

Love, Your Mother

As Hermione finished this letter she threw herself back in to her bed and cried until she fell back asleep. Hours later when she woke up, she decided that it was time for a shower and she cleaned up her room.

"Hermione, darling you have to meet Cynthia Zabini is a half hour in Diagon Alley."

"Ok, mom, did you hook up the floo?"

"Yes darling. Have a good afternoon." Jane said as she walked out of Hermione's room teary eyed.

When Hermione arrived in the Leaky Cauldron she wandered out in to the main part of the alley and searched for the Vivo Amare Aggettivo Café. Hermione was absolutely speechless when she saw the outside of the café. It was the most expensive looking building Hermione has ever seen.

"Hello, welcome to the Vivo Amare Aggettivo Café, how may I help you?"

"Hello," Hermione said shakily, "I am supposed to be meeting Cynthia Zabini her."

"Ah, Yes Miss Granger please follow me."

Hermione followed the haughty host to her table where she saw the Cynthia Zabini waiting for her.

"Hermione, darling how lovely it is to finally see you." Cynthia said as she motioned for Hermione to sit. "I know you must have been terribly surprised to receive the news this morning."

"It was a big surprise that you wanted to see me. I never knew until today the Grangers adopted me. They have been a good family for me. They treat me as if I am their own child. My mom, I mean Jane is cooking my favorite meal tonight for dinner. She's going to import grocers to get the best ingredients."

"I do think that she must have forgotten on part of our agreement that we made."

"May I ask what this part was?" Hermione asked as she elegantly sipped her tea.

"My dear, once I enabled the charm around your house, signaling that it was time for the grangers to tell you about your true heritage that you must move in the Zabini Estate in Italy with me and your brother Blaise."

"I have to move!" Hermione practically shouted dropping her tea cup.

"Yes dear. I was afraid that the Grangers would forget this part of our agreement so I sent your house elf Mipsy over to pack up all your belongings at the Grangers and escort them to Zabini Estate."

"How do I know that this isn't some elaborate plan left over from the war? I don't even look like a Zabini."

"You had a very strong glamour charm placed on you when you were a baby. The charm will wear off when you step foot on the Zabini Estate."

"This is a lot for me to take in. I feel very tired all of a sudden."

"Have you had this extreme tired feeling a lot lately?"

"…Only when I got home from the train station."

"I'm afraid that this is my fault. Along with the glamour charmed that was placed on you it also has the side effect in place also. Since the charm has been on you so long it is taking a toll on your body. Once you come home and the charm is removed all of your energy will be restored once again."

"So I don't really have any other choice do I?"

"No. You are a Zabini now. You belong in the society now. Your father and Blaise are waiting for your home coming. Are you ready to go?"

"Don't you have to pay?"

"No, this building is owned by the Zabini's."

"Wow."

"We'll take to floo back to the estate. Hop on in." Cynthia Zabini said as she grabbed a handful of floo powder and shouted "Zabini Manor