THE NOBLE HOUSE OF BLACK LIVES ON

CHAPTER 1

As a black haired girl sits on her childhood bed, she is unknowingly watched.

"I am the Black." She whispers into the dawn of the new day and breaks down in heart wrenching sobs, a piece of parchment crumpled and tear stained in her hands.

Who could have guessed that reading, of all things, could reduce Hermione Granger to this sobbing young woman? The letter in her hand was from the Ministry of Magic, specifically the "Adoptions Office". It read

Dear Miss Granger,

This is in response to your query as to whether you were adopted. In answer to your question, yes you were. As, I'm sure you have been told many times; you are an extremely powerful witch. Too powerful infact to have come from two muggle parents. Unfortunately, we have been unable to locate your mother, we did, however, have a considerably easier time finding you father. He was Sirius Black. We are deeply sorry for your loss, to have found out whom he is then to have already lost him.

Your real name is Lady Hermione Titainya Grace Black.

Sincerely,

Madam Lynne Kroeger
Head Research Witch,
Adoptions Office,
Ministry of Magic.

The people in the picture beside her bed looked at her worriedly. It was Harry and Ron, her, Sirius and Remus. Her father looked to be trying to find away out of the frame to try and comfort her, somehow knowing what she was crying over.

AN: so...what did you think...

Lots of Chocolate Kisses,
Taleisyn