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Sorry it been too long since I've to post new chapter writing in pen then to type it up and post it takes a while to do it i'll try my best to post next chapter faster.
I'm starting to get a bit of help the rest of this story will a few more twist and turns. My Beta Reader had a few ideas that made more sense to able to stick to DH. okay so maybe i wont be changing this story as much as i thought i would on this site my beta reader is making so much changes that i think i'll do it both ways leaving this one as is and the other one as she feels like taking it.
Chapter 4
Hermione heard her parents call for her. She held her breath as she slowly went down the stairs, a mixture of dread and nerves filling her. When she got to the living room, her eyes were drawn to just one person. Her worst fears were confirmed, Bellatrix Lestrange was her mother! She slowly became aware of the other person in the room, someone she hadn't expected to see. Lucius Malfoy. The mere presence of these two Muggle-hating Death Eaters in her childhood home, surrounded by the innocuous knick-knacks she grew up with and the people who raised her was surreal. "Hello Mother," was all she could bring herself to say.
Bellatrix looked her fill of the child she gave away. She sensed the antagonism her daughter felt toward her and chose to ignore it. "I heard you have questions for me."
Looking at Bellatrix, many questions and accusations were at the tip of Hermione's tongue. "What is my name? I mean my real name," came out on a rushed breath.
She replied with equanimity that Hermione envied, "Bella Marie Lestrange."
All of Hermione's feelings of betrayal, mistrust and animosity burst out. "I know who you are and why you gave me away. But what perplexes me is the fact that you attacked me every chance you got. Remember the Ministry of Magic? You knew I was your daughter, and yet you hurt me and those close to me unhesitatingly. And now you claim to have sudden resurgence of "motherly feeling"? How could you possibly expect me to believe that?"
Bellatrix took her time to answer the accusations hurled at her, "Hermione, there are things you are not aware of, situations that are so fantastical you wouldn't believe until you saw it with your own eyes and now is not the time to explain. As for Lucius, he didn't know who you were until today. That night many things went wrong. Sirius was not supposed to die; you weren't supposed to be there with Harry Potter. I regret what happened that day."
"That's a funny thing to say considering the glee with which you went on your rampage for Voldemort. Or was that a doppelganger?" replied Hermione sarcastically.
"Hermione, behave yourself! You will talk to your elders with respect, we raised you better than that," snapped Greg. She gaped at her father disbelievingly.
But before she could retort, Bellatrix tiredly said, "Bella, you have to understand, I am a Death-Eater, and I'm afraid that I will be fighting against your friends. If there was a way to stop that from happening, I would do it in a heartbeat."
"Darling, why don't try to understand what she's telling you without the hatred that's clouding your mind right now? Surely you see how sincere she's being," implored Jean. Bellatrix shot her a grateful glance. Hermione took a step back mentally and tried to look at the mess of a situation she was in objectively. She saw the woman who'd birthed her with new eyes; she saw the conflicting emotions on her face, how strained she looked.
She sighed."I will try to keep an open mind about you, and I know Voldemort wants me dead and has wanted me dead ever since he's known of my friendship with Harry. But why have you come now to rescue me?"
Bellatrix sighed in relief at the fact that Hermione had listened to every word she'd said. "Bella, it's true that the Dark Lord has wanted you dead for quite some time but certain… circumstances, shall we say, have arisen which have forced me to come for you."
Hermione resignedly said, "Okay. Might I know what they are? And why is Lucius Malfoy here with you rather than my real father?"
"All in good time, my dear. Lucius is here because I asked him to be here because your father had some meeting to get to. Did your parents happen to mention that you have a glamour on you? I would like to take it off you now, if that's alright?" said Bellatrix with a raised brow.
Hermione felt a touch of nervousness again. "Before you do, I want to tell my friends about this situation that I'm in. I don't want them finding out through other sources."
"Bella, if you trust them, you can tell them but answer me this. When they hear about whom your mother is, will they accept you?" Bellatrix said, concerned. Hermione thought about this for a while and realized that her friends would judge her for her heritage. It hit her that the memories of the person they knew as Hermione would be corrupted by their knowledge of her origins. They would never trust her again. Her life would never be the same again; for all intents and purposes, Hermione Granger was dead!
Hermione raised her chin, resolved. "Hermione Granger no longer exists. I am Bella Lestrange."
Lucius stepped forward. "We need to erase all traces of your existence as a Muggle." He turned to the Grangers with a grimace on his face. "I'm sorry but I'll have to wipe your memories. It's for the best; that way you won't be caught in the backlash from this incident." Greg and Jean silently exchanged glances, grief clearly written on their faces.
Jean turned to Lucius, her hand firmly clasping her husband's. "Do what you must, but promise you'll do everything in your power to keep our daughter safe."
"Upon my honor, madam, I do swear this." Lucius bowed slightly. He turned to Bellatrix. "We have to leave, make the necessary arrangements for Bella's entrance into the magical world. I'll summon McGonagall to the Manor."
Bella interrupted. "Please call Professor McGonagall here. I want to spend my last hours as Hermione Granger with my parents." She headed towards her foster parents and kneeled at their feet. She laid her head in Jean's lap. Greg stroked he hair gently, all of them achingly aware that this would be the last time they'd ever spend together as a family. Bella was so relaxed, she fell asleep.
She was walking down an unfamiliar hallway when she turned to the left to see a green door. She opened it to see Draco asleep in his bed. She walked into the room to see that everything was decorated in the Slytherin colors of green and silver. She walked over to his bed. He looked so peaceful, his fine silvery blond hair had fallen across brow. She carefully pushed his hair off his forehead when he stirred, opening his beautiful grey eyes sleepily. A smile lit up his handsome face as he got up.
"Hermione, what are you doing here?"
"Bella. Call me Bella. Draco, you know your family better than me. Will I be safe with them? I mean I don't even feel like I know myself anymore."
"Bella, if you don't feel safe around them, it is fine. But tell me this, do you feel safe with me?"
"Draco, of course I feel safe with you."
She sat down on his bed, leaning into him and kissed him to show him how safe she felt with him. He tried to deepen the kiss when she felt someone gently shaking her.
She woke up to find that Professor McGonagall had arrived. The Grangers and Bella had composed themselves. McGonagall went to Bella. "My dear, I can't tell you how sorry I am to hear about the upheaval in your life. It'll get better. Lucius and Bellatrix have told me all about it and I don't want you to worry about returning to Hogwarts. We'll just introduce you as a gifted transfer student. As for Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley, and the rest of your friends, I'll tell them of your tragic demise and your parents' unfortunate amnesia caused by an automobile accident. Those are very common in your world, yes? And before I forget, you'll have to be resorted into a new house as well."
"Now that we have Bella's situation sorted out, Professor, there is the matter of your Vow," Lucius reminded Minerva.
"Of course, Lucius. I haven't forgotten my promise," chided Professor McGonagall.
Jean got up and held out her hand to Bella, "Why don't we go to your room to pack while they finish this, hmm?" Bella held onto her mother's hand as they walked out of the room with Greg following them. "Hermi… Bella, I don't want you to worry about your father and me. We'll be fine," assured Jean. "I know it's going to difficult for you to move on, but please do try. Listen to what to what Bellatrix has to say with an open mind. I…" Jean held back tears. "I just want you safe and sound."
Bella hugged the woman who raised her. "I'll never forget you and Dad. A small part of me will always be Hermione Granger."
When they entered the living room having picked up all of Bella's things, Bella noticed Professor McGonagall had left. "Are you ready for me to take your glamour off, Bella?" Bellatrix enquired.
Bella took deep breath. "Go ahead, do it." When she flicked her wand, Bella shut her eyes as she felt a curious warmth wash over her.
"Oh my!" gasped Jean. "She looks just like you!"
Bella opened her eyes at the exclamation. Bella walked to the bathroom to see what they all saw. She realized that did look like Bellatrix; from the shape of their faces to the paleness of their skin. With the exception of their hair and eye color, they could've been twins. Bella's was straight where Bellatrix had curly hair and her were a startling green to Bellatrix's dark eyes.
When she was exiting the bathroom she spotted Lucius. "Mr. Malfoy, could you tell why am I dreaming of your son lately? Is there a chance your family has a Veela in its ancestry? And is that why you're here?"
Lucius replied with an amused gleam in his eye, "No wonder you're the smartest witch of your age, Ms. Granger. To answer your questions, yes, we are part Veela, and yes, it does have to with why I'm here. Do you have any more questions?"
"No, that's all," said a dazed Hermione, still absorbing the information that had been revealed to her.
"Oh, and you don't have to worry about an incestuous relationship it implies, if that's what you're worried about. Bellatrix was adopted into the Black Family as a young girl." They returned to the living room to leave with Bellatrix. "It's time to say your goodbyes, my dear." Lucius reminded her.
She hugged her parents. "Goodbye Mum, goodbye Dad." They held on tight to each other before letting go.
"Go on, darling" Jean encouraged her.
Bella took one last look at her parents before taking a hold of Bellatrix's hand. "Are you ready?"
Bella looked resolved. "I am." As they Disapparated out her childhood home, she bid farewell to Hermione Granger and her life
Well this is how i plan on doing there is my original and this the one with the help of my beta reader Naeryna
