Title: Rachel
Genre: Drama
Category: One Shot
Summary: A story of a little girl, and how her father treats her in relation to her half brother and sister. Rachel's PoV, Ron's PoV, and Hermione's PoV
Krysta's Notes: Yes, I made Ron and Hermione together, but for the sake of the story! Please don't hate me.
o0o0o0o Rachel o0o0o0o
o0o0o0o Rachel's PoV o0o0o0o
I sat in the kitchen, my feet dangling loosely from the wooden stool I sat on at the breakfast counter. My mum came down the stairs holding my little sister Karra and holding my little brother Matthew's hand. My dad was behind her, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"Morning Rachel!" My mom said, kissing me on the forehead. My black hair slid into my eyes, and I shook my head to get it out.
"Morning Mum, Morning Dad." I said, raising my dark blue and brown speckled eyes to my father.
"Morning Matt." He said, pointedly, not looking at me. My mum smacked him on the arm. She put Matt and Karra in similar highchairs, as they were only two. I swiveled around on the stool.
"Mum, can I have some french toast?" I asked, watching my dad sit in front of Karra, opening the jar of baby food.
"Of course, give me a minute." She said, turning to the white porclain counter.
"'Mione, you shouldn't give the kid anymore of that junk, she eats it every morning." My dad said from his spot.
"You give Karra the same flavor baby food every morning. And she didn't eat french toast yesterday, she ate waffles." She said huffingly, turning to glare at him.
"But still, Karra only likes that kind." At this point, Karra decided to spit the banana flavored gunk at my dad.
"She does?" My mother asked, placing a hand on her hip. "Go upstairs, Ronald." She said, pointing to the staircase.
"But I--"
"I said, go upstairs Ronald!" She said loudly, watching him thunder up the stairs.
o0o0o0o Hermione's PoV o0o0o0o
I gently picked Rachel up.
"Rach, I sorry. Your dad still doesn't like the fact that you're not his, and that I allow your father to still see you." At this point, he waltzed back in, closing the door. Rachel jumped from my arms.
"Daddy!" She said, squeezing her four year old arms around the raven haired man, making him smile.
"Rachel, how is everything?" He said, looking at the female version of himself.
"Great." Rachel said, less enthusiasticly.
"Oh, about that." I said, turning to the tall dark haired man. "Ron was being a little touchy with her today. You know how he is with Rachel." I said, making Blaise glare at the staircase. Ron had just came back down.
"Hello." Blaise said, being polite.
"I have nothing to say to you or that spawn of yours." Ron said, glaring at Rachel and Blaise intermittenly. Rachel hopped from her dad's hands and left the room, knowing it would be an arguement.
"Ron! Stop that, now! Honestly, Rachel is mine as much as she is Blaise's!" I said, yelling at the redhead. He frowned at me.
"You really love her, don't you."
"Of course!" I exclaimed. "She's my daughter! Why can't you accept that she's part of our family. I mean you treat Karra and Matt like gold, but not Rachel?"
"She's not, and never will be my daughter!" Rachel, who had decided to come back in, ran from the house, slamming the door behind her.
"Ron!" I screamed, near tears. I ran from the house, seeing Rachel on her knees in the driveway. Tears were running down her face, and she was shivering in only her night clothes.
"Rachel." I said softly, hugging the crying child to me.
"Mum." She sniffed. "I thought that daddy was over the fact that I'm not really his."
"I know, baby. I know. I thought so too." Blaise had emerged from the door, kneeling down beside Rachel and I. Rachel was in my lap, as I was on my knees, sitting on my heels. Blaise hugged the girl.
"Rachel, I love you. I hope you know that." Rachel gave a teary smile and hugged the man.
"Of course daddy, I love you too."
o0o0o0o Ron's PoV o0o0o0o
I walked outside, seeing Hermione and Zabini next to each other, fussing over the dark haired child. Really, what was so great about her? She had ugly too long black hair, dark blue bloody eyes, and nothing about her was funny. But my children were beautiful. I mean, Karra, she has curly red hair, it's adorable, as is her smile, and chocolate eyes. And Matt, his hair is short, and straight, but red nonetheless. His eyes are an off shade of brown.
"Rachel." I said, determined to tell the girl something to upset her. Both Hermione and Zabini stood.
"Ron, leave her be." Hermione said, pulling Rachel to her.
"Rachel, you know, you parents weren't happy when you were born. They hated you. They wanted to give you up." I said, feeding her stretched truths.
"You're a liar!" Hermione hissed, her caramel eyes lighting up.
"She's a mistake!" I said, pointing at Rachel. I watched as Hermione set Rachel on the ground.
"I am not a mistake!" The girl shouted at me, turning to her parents, who wouldn't look at her.
"Mum, I not a mistake. Am I?" Rachel said. Zabini kneeled down to her again.
"Rachel, before you run, you were a mistake. The best mistake that's ever happened. He's lying. We were happy when you were born. We did love you. We raised you together for two years, even though we couldn't stand each other. That's how much we love you, Rachel." I glared hard at the dark haired man.
"You, and Rachel, get off my property." I said, still glaring at them.
"Ron! No, Rachel is staying and so is Blaise if I say." She said, facing me.
"You want him to stay?" I said, pointing to Zabini.
"Yes, if Rachel wants him to stay, I will let him."
"Well, I'm not having him here." I said, smiling inside, knopwing that Hermione would want to stay with me. But what she said surprised me. I expected, 'Ron, fine, sorry Rachel.' But no,I got a different reaction. She walked in the house, and came back, two suitcases floating into the trunk of her car. She picked up Rachel.
"Well, if she can't stay, neither can I." And she got in the car with Rachel and Zabini, and drove off, leaving me on the lawn in nightclothes, looking like an idiot.
o0o0o0o Two Years Later o0o0o0o
"Bye Rachel!" The curly headed woman called to her daughter as she stepped onto the bus, watching it whiz down the street. Yes, it was a wizarding bus. Hermione had chosen to send Rachel to a wizard school. Rachel had changed in a two years time. Her straight black hair had curled up a bit, so it was wavy. Her dark blue eyes had lighted, and showed more of the dark brown speckles.
Walking inside, she felt arms around her.
"She left?" He asked, breathing in her ear.
"Yeah." He sighed, and released her. Blaise Zabini walked upstairs, waving back to her. She followed him. Two small children of age two sat in a playpen together, one possessing dark curls and was a girl, the other possessing dark straight locks and was a boy. The only difference between their hair was the curliness.
"Kellen and Amy." She said, tickling the girl and softly poking the boy.
She walked back down stairs, a brilliant gold ring shining off of the second to last finger. Passing her door, her eyes wandered to the sign that said 'Blaise and Hermione Zabini.'
I added a part.
The Zabini home wasn't completed without the missing of Hermione's second and third child. That was what was missing from the happy family.
Snippets of Their Life
On May 21, 2018, Hermione Granger was grantedfull custody of Matthew Ronald Weasley and Katherine Lisa Weasley.
Then, on June 1, 2018, Matthew and Katherine Weasley became Matthew and Katherine Zabini, under legal adoption papers.
Fifteenyear old Rachel Zabini and the Ravenclaw Team held the Quidditch cup for five years straight, when she was inducted chaser in first year by a teacher who saw her throwing paper at other students in class with great accuracy.
Thirteenyear oldsMatthew and Katherine Zabini were the new generation of twin pranksters of Hogwarts and had even trickedProfessor McGonagall a good few times. They could be very tricky Ravenclaws, but smart too.
Eleven year olds Kellen and Amy Zabini were labeled the smartest twin Raveclaws of the century.
"Blaise, it seems as if that by our house rivalry was mixed which got our children into Ravenclaw." Hermione told him.
"They got the smartness from you." He said.
"But then where did Rachel get the ability to hit people so well? Not from you." She smiled.
"So, she's got my intelligence and your wittiness. Matthew and Katherine got the ability to keep up their grades from you and their stupidity from Weasley." They laughed.
"Kellen and Amy got the inquisitive minds from me." She said proudly.
Blaise held the arm of his eldest daughter. Rachel's curly hair was flowing down in curls from the tiara atop her head.He led her up the aisle next to her mother who was crying and smiling at the same time as she took the hands of the blonde haired, green eyed guy in front of her.
Blaise and Hermione were old. Children were running around the house.
Lucy Rachel Mercedes was the eight year old girl belonging to Rachel and her husband, Drew Mercedes. Lucy had long golden brown hair and brilliant green eyes.
The two brunettes playing pattycake in the corner were Michelle AnyaZabini and Alianna Tiana Korvena who were cousins. Both their eyes were a bright Zabini blue.Three year old Michelle belonged to Matthew and his wife Katie and three year old Alianna belonged to Javier and Katherine Korvena. The odd thing was, both children were born on the same date at the same time, from different mothers.
And the youngest one still there was the two babies. One was one year old, her name was Lily Angel Kerrigan. The product of Anthony and Amy Lucinde. She had black hair and bright brown eyes.
The two month old child Jackie Nina Zabini was the daughted of Kellen and Lori Zabini. Hermione couldn't be any happier, also having two other grandchildren in Hogwarts.
The huge casket was lowered into the ground as Rachel and Drew threw in a flower, Matthew and Katie threw in a bouquet of roses, Javier and Katherine threw in lilac flowers, and Anthony and Amy threw in two dozen white roses, a pair in honor of Kellen and Lori Zabini, who were killed in a car accident.
The children were lined up on the edges. Thirteen year olds Karrie Zabini, belonging to Rachel, and Julia, belonging toAmy, threw in a flower for their grandparents. Ten year old Lucy threw a flower in and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
The two five years old Michelle and Alianna held one rose together and tossed it in at the same time and returned to their parents side.
The three year old Lily was holding the one year Jackie threw in a flower and returned to the back watching as the couple was lowered into the ground.
Rachel would always remember the way her parents took her in. They loved her for her. For Rachel.
Next Chapter, Tainted.
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy
Krysta's Notes: Any objections, leave an email and tell me what you didn't like.
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