Thanks for all the reviews, its great motivation. Now here is the 3rd chapter!
My status on owning Harry Potter has not changed. So that means I don't own it :)
Chapter 3:
"There."
I said to myself while scanning my handiwork. I had managed to fit all of my clothes, school and otherwise, in my trunk. I pointed my wand at it and shrunk the trunk so I could more easily carry it.
I pick it up and start walking down the steps with my mom's letter in my hand.
"Hay." I say as I walk over to give mom and dad a hug.
"Hay sweetie. Are you sure you don't want to stay until school? It's only about a week."
I sigh inwardly. When I got my real mom's letter, it said that I could come before school since it was only a week. Mom wasn't so happy but I figured it would be good to meet my real family before I went away until Christmas.
"Honey, we discussed this. We have had her for 18 years. Her family needs her now, and that means that she has to go." Mom nodded and gave me a hug.
"Yeah, beside I will see you again. I don't know when, but I will." I give her a smile and put down my trunk to give dad a hug. I pick my trunk up again and look down at the address on the paper.
'Zabini house, Zabini house' I thought over and over, then that squeezing sensation took over me and I left my old house, and past, behind.
I landed in front of a huge mansion with a huge wrought iron gate in front and around it. I looked up and noticed it was huge. How was I going to get in? I looked at the side and saw a button. This is as good as anything. I pushed the button and stood there. A couple minutes later a small elf came running down the path to the gate.
"Dos you need somethings?" she asked. They have house elves? That stinks, considering that I'm against that. Oh well. Maybe they treat their elves nicely.
"I'm here to see Mrs. Zabini."
She looked at me for another minute before recognition spread across her face.
"Yous the daughter arents you!"
She opened the gate then grabbed my hand and started dragging me toward the huge mansion that I was now going to call my home.
We walked through the beautiful front foyer decorated in dark wood furniture and grays to a little side room. It was mostly bare except a desk and in the back, a window seat where a woman was siting looking out.
"Mistress Zabini?" my mother didn't turn around.
"What is it Pinkey?"
"I haves you're daughter with mes." At this she whirled around so fast Pinkey stumbled, caught off guard by the sudden movement. I, on the other hand, was rooted in place by the sight of my real mother standing in front of me.
She was about my height, a couple inches taller maybe, with a slender, elegant figure. She had the same hair tamed with age, but darker. The darkest brown can be without being considered black. She also had darker, tanned looking skin. I did notice though that there was a purplish bruise on her face just below her eye that seemed to have just started healing. And those eyes, honey just like mine.
"Hermione?" she whispered. She also had a beautiful melodic voice.
"Mom?" I whispered back. Her eyes started to water, and before I knew it I was enveloped in a huge hug.
"I have missed you so much, but finally you are home. Really home." I hugged her back and just nodded. I was too overfilled with emotion to be able to talk. If I had tried the words would have sounded like gibberish. We stayed that way, mother and daughter, for a couple more minutes before she pulled away, and started to gently tug me toward the stairs.
"It's time for you to meet your father."
I complied and let her drag me up the stairs. We got to a door and she timidly knocked before turning the knob.
In the office it was dark with an eerie glow coming from a huge hanging lantern, the only light source in the room.
"Richard, guess who has finally come to see us?" she let go off my hand and went to stand behind my dad. He looked up at me and stared for a couple seconds, and then a smile formed on his lips. He got up and strode across the room to give me a light hug.
"It's good to finally have you home." He looked back at mom."Go and call Blaise."
She nodded and walked to the door.
"Blaise could you come into your father's office please?" I heard a door open and footsteps walking to the office.
"What do you want d-" he stopped, rooted right in his spot when he saw me.
"What the hell is HermioneGranger doing in our house?" he asked.
Mom and Dad looked at me, silently telling me to drop the s bomb on him, and I took a deep breath before standing up. I walked over to him and stood in front of him with my arms stretched out.
"Blaise, say hello to your long lost twin sister." I closed the gap and hugged him. After a couple moments he slowly returned the hug. We stood awkwardly like that for a moment before finally pulling apart. We stood there for a couple minutes before he talked.
"Well, no offense, but if I had to have guessed who my twin sister was, I wouldn't have picked you. I mean, look at you." he gestured wildly at me and I smiled.
"Well, no offense to you also, but if I had to have guess who my twin brother was I wouldn't have picked you. I mean, look at you." I gestured wildly at him and we both laughed.
We were both doubled over laughing when I realized something. Blaise was onto something when se said I wouldn't have been his first choice. I look nothing like any of them, except for my eyes. I have my mom's eyes. I stood up and looked over at my mom.
"He does have a point though. I look nothing like him or you for that matter."
She looked down at her fingers and started ringing her hands.
"Well, there's a reason you don't look like us. When you were born we put a concealing charm on you so that, for example, the color of your skin or hair is not the same, but if you changed those things you would look like us."
"Is there any way to make the concealing charm go away, considering it's been cast for 18 years?"some of the nervousness seemed to leave her when I said this.
"Yes, we cast one that would change you back when you were 19. But i'll only take it off today if you want to."
I smiled. It felt good that she was giving me the choice whether or not to change. But I wanted to be a full member of this family.
"I want to." She looked up at me, probably surprised that I had made up my mind so quickly. She slowly walked over to me with her wand pulled out. She muttered some kind of spell and stopped, her eyes turning wide. Even dad and Blaise's eyes went wide.
"You're so beautiful." She said those 3 words so quietly I almost missed them. She started walking out of the room and waved her hand at me to follow. We walked down the hall where she stopped at a room and walked in. she stood by a mirror, grabbed me by the shoulders, and put me in front of the mirror.
My features were the same, but the colors were different, like she said. My hair was the same shade of brown as mom's hair, but my skin wasn't as dark. A couple shades lighter maybe. The dark skin and hair made my eyes stand out, and made my cheekbones more pronounced. I looked stunning, more grown up. I was still Hermione, just the Hermione that I was always meant to be.
"Thanks." I said.
Mom just smiled and turned away.
"Blaise, could you bring Hermione's stuff to her room."
"Well, I was going to go over to Draco's….." Oh right. He was Draco Malfoy's best friend. Oh joy.
"Blaise, you can always go over tomorrow. You are over there with Draco every day." She gave him a stern look.
"Fine." He sighed out. "Come on little sissy." He did a grand sweep, and I gave him an annoyed look. Then I looked over at mom.
"You can't tell me that he is older." I whine. She just laughed and nodded.
"Yes, by 2 minutes."
"Darn!"
"Come on LITTLE sissy." Blaise teased.
"Let's just get one thing straight. You may call me anything, but you may NEVER call me little sissy."
He thought for a moment then a sly grin twisted his face.
"Alright, Hermon, let's get your stuff into your room."
"BLAISE!"
Hope you enjoyed it. This was a little longer than the last one, but it was also the reunion chapter. Please review as always :)
Till next time, adios!
