I own nothing except Dylan

CHAPTER 2

Hermione had only ever known Sirius as Harry's godfather, but he was her real father. But he was dead. She was the only Black left. Almost a year to the day after he was killed, Harry had killed the Dark Lord. As soon as he fell, the Death Eaters loyal to him were killed as well. Poison seeped into their bloodstreams from the Dark Mark. Bellatrix Lestrange was not one of these. When the Death Eaters stormed the Hogwarts castle Harry had taken her out first.

FLASHBACK

"Ooooh is wittle baby Potter back for a second wownd?"

"Yes. But this time I do mean it!" The Death Eater visibly blanched at the glint in Harry's eye. "CRUCIO!" he yelled putting a year's worth of grief and rage into and behind the spell. Bellatrix hit the floor screaming in agony, blood began trickling from her nose, ears and under her fingernails. The curse was lifted and she lay a twitching mess, unseeing and unfeeling.

"I should let you live as a vegetable, unable to even piss without help. But I won't. For Sirius. AVADA KEDAVRA!"

END FLASHBACK

Lady Hermione Titainya Grace Black reflected on all she had learned in the past few weeks. In true Hermione fashion she compiled a list in her head

'Ok...so...1) I'm adopted ...2) Sirius is my father...3) I have money...lots and lots of money!!! I have houses...not just one...a few...this is so surreal'

"Sweet merciful crap!"

"Hermione its time to get up honey!" Emily Granger called from the bottom stair.

"Yes Mum" she grumbled. Even though she wasn't biologically her mother, Hermione still loved Emily as one. Jonathan, her adoptive father had been killed by Bellatrix's husband Rudolpholus a year ago. Now Emily was all alone, left with the 2 month old Dylan who would never know his father.

"Hermione! Get out of bed this instant! You're going to be late!" She started at the sound of her mum's voice and rushed around trying to catch up the lost time. She dressed in black jeans and a black shirt with mixed silver and red glitter. She looked into the bathroom mirror to evaluate the birds nest she called her hair and...

"ARRRRRRRGH!!! HOLY FREAKIN' CRAP!!!!!"

At her daughter's scream Emily raced up the stairs and wrenched open the bathroom door. What she found almost broke her heart. 'Hermione knows.' She thought to herself.

"Mum! What happened to me? How…What...why...HOW??!!!"

"Sweetie take a breath...ok now calm down. You look different because the Glamour charm you father placed on you has been lifted. It was instructed to lift when you found out who he was or on your 18th birthday, whichever came first."

"Wait how do you know about Glamour charms, you aren't a witch." Hermione asked, still slightly dazed at this new development. "Are you?"

"No, I'm not. It was all in the letter we got from your father, about a week after we adopted you."

"Can I see it?" she asked suddenly changing from anxious teenager to know-it-all-bookworm-about-to-learn-something-new. But before her mum could answer, a dignified looking owl entered thru the window bearing a Ministry sealed letter. Hermione took the letter and started reading.

My dearest Titain (Hermione)

If you are reading this then I am either still too chicken to tell you who I am and it's your 18th birthday or I am no longer with you, at all, alright – dead, and you found out about the adoption.

Firstly let me make it clear to you that yes I did know who you were the first time I saw you. Only I could see thru the charm placed on you. (I think Dumbledore may have his suspicions and before you start stressing, don't worry I already wrote to him about it and he should know the entire story by...now)

I have desperately wanted to tell you many times over the past two years who I am. I just didn't know how and I didn't want to tell you while I was still on the run.

So you're probably wondering who your mother is. Well I'm afraid I can't tell you that. I'm really not kidding on this, she made me swear a wizard's oath. You'll just have to find out on your own, kiddo. Ask Harry and Ron to help you. I'm sure they won't mind. Oh! Speaking of Harry he doesn't know I had you. I just couldn't tell him. You two used to play together when you were little, I was so happy when I saw you together at the Shack.

Titain, there is something you must know. My animagus form. I was born with ability to change at will. Sort of like Tonks but as a dog. Anyway, I blocked yours but now it should be 'freed', and the glamour should be gone as well. You actually look a lot like Tonks when she's her true self, by the way. Nothing like Bellatrix or Narcissa, thank Merlin.

I think that's all I have to tell you. Except, no I didn't want to give you up and yes I do still love your mother and most of all yes I do love you, very much. Oh! And you'll find some of the Marauder's best stuff in the attic and basement of the Shrieking Shack. And keep up the DA! Constant Vigilance!!

Love always

Your Father

Lord Sirius Matthew Black

As she finished her letter, Hermione's face showed love, loss, happiness and desperation. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, which had changed colour with the removal of the glamour. They were now a deep dark mix of black, brown and blue. Her hair was so dark brown it looked black and was no longer frizzy, just wavy. But it was her skin and figure that was the most shocking transformation of all. Her skin had tanned and was olive suggesting a Mediterranean heritage. 'Probably from my mother's side' she thought. Her figure was definitely different. She estimated that she now had a C cup 'yey!' and was about a size or two smaller. She wasn't any taller than before so she remained 5'10".

' I wonder if anyone will recognise me on the train. Oh! I can't wait to see Harry and Ron and everyone. Harry's going to freak. I look so much like dad. Hey! That's the first time I've called him dad!' with that happy thought she practically flew down to breakfast with her mum and baby brother.

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Taleisyn