Chapter 1

This is the typical story of Hermione's private adoption but there was a secret behind it all you have to read to find out……

Today was her 17 th birthday and Hermione was overjoyed. She lay in bed and let herself drift over the many new things she could do now outside of school, being of age to use her wand now. Finally she decided it was time to get up. Stretching as she rose out of bed and made her way to her window, Hermione opened them to let the morning air drift into her room , making the smell of her mothers garden float in. She gave one last stretch and made her way to her bathroom to ready from the day.

Once she was done showering she went to dry her hair, only to notice something different, her hair was now jet black and in cute ringlets that went down to her ears. "Oh my god! Mom something's happened to me quickly!" she hollered. And that wasn't all, her chest grew in sizes as well as her height. She now stood 5'11 with a D cup. Her eye that she noticed were violet, traveled down a little further and she noticed her body was in short, perfect. A nice curvy figure and long legs, its almost model like, she thought

There was a rush of footsteps as her mother and father burst into her en-suite bathroom. Her father opened and closed her mouth before a firm line settled on his lips. He shook his head and looked to his wife, "I will let you handle this, see you downstairs," he said.

Hermione looked at her mother, "What was daddy talking about mom?"

"Hermione I have something to tell you, I am not your mother, I'm your aunt and my husband is your uncle," she replied, looking at the girl she raised as her own.

"What? You must be joking!" Hermione said, suddenly feeling angry.

"I'm afraid its true, your mother is my sister, Silvia Elizabeth Granger Zabini, Zabini is her married name." Her aunt said t her in a clam voice. Her hand went to Hermione's shoulder, "how about you go get dressed and we can continue this downstairs, we still have 3 hours before my sister arrives," and then she turned and walked away.

Hermione stood fuming at herself in the mirror, but a part of her wanted to know why all the secrets, then it hit her, she had a brother, Blaise.

Sighing to herself, she towel dried herself off and threw on a blue halter top and a black mini skirt, then slipped on a pair of black strappy sandals. The shirt seemed a little too tight now in the chest area but she had no other shirts that would fit her tits anymore. She applied some smoky gray eye shadow and black eyeliner, and to top it all off cherry lip-gloss. Her hair needless to say was perfect, as she left her black curls the way they were. Finally deciding she was done prepping herself, she walked downstairs for breakfast.

Her aunt and uncle were waiting for her, neither of them talked while she sat herself down. After they had finished eating and the plates were in the dishwasher her aunt sat down across from Hermione and started the long story.

"It happened a long time ago when you were still a baby, newborn. The war was upon us and your mother had jut put you down with your twin brother Blaise for bed. She went to her room and fell asleep to and while dreaming had a vision. In that vision the dark lord had broken into your room and stole you from your bed. From there he raised you to kill and cause great destruction, because you my child are part veela. And veela's carry old magic in their blood, it runs through your veins as we speak, and it was what lifted the glamour charm placed upon you. He then had you kill your family and a part of your soul was killed with your brother. Your mother felt the best thing was for us to disappear until the time was right, and now it seems that time is now. You will be returning to your home and taught about your heritage and your skills and life as a veela. Your mother will be there to help you through this a lot better than me anyway, out of all pureblooded people born in the Granger line, I was the only squib. That's why your mother and father sent you to be with me, so you could keep away from the danger of the dark lord and raise you to be healthy." Her aunt said, and she started to cry.

"You are like a daughter to us and it pains us to let you go but you must be where you belong, with your true mother and father," her uncle finally said.

Tears came to Hermione's eyes and she quickly brushed them away, " I guess I will go pack," she said and then left.

Upstairs she could hear her aunt crying still as she packed her school supplies into her trunk. Shakin her head she continued to pack her personal items away, upon seeing the clothing like her bras that would never fit again, she threw the out, mentally telling reminding herself to ask her mother to take her shopping for new clothes that fit.

A while later there was a cry for joy downstairs and Hermione heard her aunt talking to who Hermione presumed to be her mother in a girly kind of way. Taking a deep breath Hermione had her stuff float down the stairs and into the living room.

There stood a beautiful woman with raven colored hair but had the same eyes as her aunt, a warm honey brown. Hermione noticed that although she didn't get the looks of her mother, her body was near identical. Slowly a small smile came to Hermione's face as she suddenly felt her mothers happy feelings wash over her. Taking a step closer her mother walked the rest of the way to her and threw her arms around her beautiful daughter and burst into tears. Hermione suddenly pulled her mother and burst into tears too. All the feelings and emotions were overloading her system.

It was a while yet before they could step away and great each other properly and by then tea was ready. Linking their arms together Hermione and her mother walked into the kitchen.

"Happy birthday my darling," Silvia said to her daughter.

A faint blush fell upon Hermione's cheek as she thanked her mother. She took a sip of her tea, " So I will be living back home with you, father and Blaise?" she finally asked.

Her mother looked at her and smiled before nodding and saying," Yes, your father and brother wanted to be here just things got busy at your father's company and Blaise went to help."

Hermione looked to her aunt and uncle, "Will we see each other again?" she asked.

They smiled at her and said, "whenever you want, plus there is also holiday's still."

She smiled too and then looked to her mother, "well lets go then, I have all my stuff packed right now, but I need some new clothing, I've outgrown some things," she said with a small smile.

"Well we best be off , it appears we have a buy day ahead of us," Silvia said to her sister and brother-in-law.

"Yes, we will talk to you later then big sis," Hermione's aunt said to her mother.

With that Hermione and her mother went to the fireplace and her luggage was set first. Then her mother stepped into the fireplace and said in a clear voice "Zabini Manor!" and she disappeared. When it was her turn she gave her aunt and uncle a hug good-bye and repeated her mothers actions, and she too disappeared.