A Most Unexpected Love
Chapter 2: Some Shocking Surprises
"...you see Hermione dear...well...you.. you aren't really a Granger."
Hermione was shocked. What was her mother talking about? Did that mean she was adopted? Thousands of questions swirled through her mind in the few moments her mother had paused for a breath of air.
"You see honey, before you were born, we were actually....the.. well..." Her mother paused as if she was trying to swallow a particularly vile potion. "We were the... Regnars sweetie." (AN: Granger spelled backwards...get it?) Her mother had obviously seen the look of disgust on her daughter's face because she quickly continued. "Yes Hermione dear I know. I wasn't particularly fond of the name myself...but it was a small price to pay for your father..." Her mother smiled affectionately.
Hermione drew a sharp breath of air. Could this mean she had endured all those years of taunting from Draco and his little friends for nothing? Hermione had to know. "Wait! So does this mean I'm not a muggle born?"
Her mother gave a small smile. "That's right sweetie. Sorry about all of this secrecy but it will all be explained. Any way honey, when we were still connected to the wizarding world and known as the Regnars, we were rather close to a particular wizard couple. Like your father and I, they had no children and had just recently married. In fact, I had known this woman for many, many years," Her mother gave a small chuckle. "You really might have called her my best friend. We had known each other all the way back to our Hogwarts days."
Once again, the shock on Hermione's face must have been rather obvious.
"Yes dear I did attend Hogwarts. Though, unlike you, I was sorted into Ravenclaw. I must admit, I was quite surprised when you were put into Gryfindor. Her mother let a smile escape her lips. "But that's beside the point. What im trying to tell you is... this woman married a good man... a good man gone bad." Now that the worst part of the speech was over, her mother's pace slowed down a bit. "When this woman began to sense the changes that were happening in this man, she became...well.. whats the word.. . sensitive other to other things as well. Some how, she began to receive visions...and they were not of good things. She was quite worried about this, as seeing visions is not a thing to be taken lightly. So she kept them to her self, telling not even her husband. Luckily, I confided in her that I was thinking about having a child, which was in fact you," Her mother looked at Hermione affectionately. "When I told her this she couldn't possibly let me bring a child into the world her visions were showing her, so she warned us.. and pleaded with us to leave the wizarding world and never turn back. We begged her and her husband to flee with us... but for some reason she had already decided to stay there with her husband... Your father and I ..well... we listened...and left without them... And it was a good thing we did because soon after we left, and evil man named Voldemort began to rise to power...and the war began. This woman's husband got caught up in the war... though... he was fighting on the wrong side. She never did tell her husband about you... even though she too ended up having a child. But by then we had fled to the muggle world, changed our last name to Granger, and well... disappeared."
Hermione was stunned silent. This was way to much information way to early in the morning.
"A little bit before you were born, Voldemort was put into submission by a tiny child named Harry Potter, as you well know." This time both Hermione and her mother smiled. "...and some years later you received your letter from Hogwarts.. your father and I both agreed that if was safe for you to go.. and that you did... Years came and went..and with those years so did Voldemort's second rise and fall to power... which again, seeing as how you were deeply involved... I'm sure you know well about.."
Hermione could only nod.
"And... now that everything is really over and all of the remaining death eaters are in Azkaban, this woman has finally contacted me...after all these year... I must admit I was beginning to think she had forgotten me..." A small, sad smile surfaced on her mother's lips. She no longer seemed to be looking at Hermione, rather somewhere over he shoulder and through her pillow. After a few moments, her mother seemed to snap out of her trip down memory lane and continued on with her story.
"Oh...yes... where was I... ahh... like I was saying... this woman has finally contacted us and confirmed it was safe to return to the wizarding world." A rather bashful smile appeared on her mothers face. "Though... as it turns out... your father and I rather like it here... living like muggles... its rather... rejuvenating if you ask me... But you on the other hand. Have got to be dying to spend some time in the wizarding world... outside of school of course.
Although Hermione had never really mentioned it, her mother was right. She really did want to see how other wizarding families. Besides the weasley's that is, lived an average day. True, she loved the weasley's deeply...one in particular... but she yearned for a fresh perspective on the wizarding world. It was funny how mothers knew so much. Hermione slowly nodded her head, a little afraid what was coming next.
"Yes... I thought so... So to try and help make up for all these years of secrecy, I have arranged for you to stay the summer with this old friend of mine while your father and I celebrate our anniversary in Africa. She really is a great lady Hermione... snd I do believe she has a son who is about your age I think.
Her mother looked greatly relived to have finally gotten all of this off her chest. In fact, she looked almost... ecstatic. Though Hermione wasn't quite as happy as her mother, the idea of spending the summer with another wizarding family besides the weasleys did sound rather appealing. Plus, they seemed to have a son about her age who would keep her company.
"Alright mother. Sounds great! By the way, what's this lady's name you're speaking so greatly about?
"Oh!" her mother replied. "I didn't mention it?" Hermione shook her head, waiting for her mothers reply.
"Well honey, her name is Narcissa. Narcissa Malfoy."
Chapter 2: Some Shocking Surprises
"...you see Hermione dear...well...you.. you aren't really a Granger."
Hermione was shocked. What was her mother talking about? Did that mean she was adopted? Thousands of questions swirled through her mind in the few moments her mother had paused for a breath of air.
"You see honey, before you were born, we were actually....the.. well..." Her mother paused as if she was trying to swallow a particularly vile potion. "We were the... Regnars sweetie." (AN: Granger spelled backwards...get it?) Her mother had obviously seen the look of disgust on her daughter's face because she quickly continued. "Yes Hermione dear I know. I wasn't particularly fond of the name myself...but it was a small price to pay for your father..." Her mother smiled affectionately.
Hermione drew a sharp breath of air. Could this mean she had endured all those years of taunting from Draco and his little friends for nothing? Hermione had to know. "Wait! So does this mean I'm not a muggle born?"
Her mother gave a small smile. "That's right sweetie. Sorry about all of this secrecy but it will all be explained. Any way honey, when we were still connected to the wizarding world and known as the Regnars, we were rather close to a particular wizard couple. Like your father and I, they had no children and had just recently married. In fact, I had known this woman for many, many years," Her mother gave a small chuckle. "You really might have called her my best friend. We had known each other all the way back to our Hogwarts days."
Once again, the shock on Hermione's face must have been rather obvious.
"Yes dear I did attend Hogwarts. Though, unlike you, I was sorted into Ravenclaw. I must admit, I was quite surprised when you were put into Gryfindor. Her mother let a smile escape her lips. "But that's beside the point. What im trying to tell you is... this woman married a good man... a good man gone bad." Now that the worst part of the speech was over, her mother's pace slowed down a bit. "When this woman began to sense the changes that were happening in this man, she became...well.. whats the word.. . sensitive other to other things as well. Some how, she began to receive visions...and they were not of good things. She was quite worried about this, as seeing visions is not a thing to be taken lightly. So she kept them to her self, telling not even her husband. Luckily, I confided in her that I was thinking about having a child, which was in fact you," Her mother looked at Hermione affectionately. "When I told her this she couldn't possibly let me bring a child into the world her visions were showing her, so she warned us.. and pleaded with us to leave the wizarding world and never turn back. We begged her and her husband to flee with us... but for some reason she had already decided to stay there with her husband... Your father and I ..well... we listened...and left without them... And it was a good thing we did because soon after we left, and evil man named Voldemort began to rise to power...and the war began. This woman's husband got caught up in the war... though... he was fighting on the wrong side. She never did tell her husband about you... even though she too ended up having a child. But by then we had fled to the muggle world, changed our last name to Granger, and well... disappeared."
Hermione was stunned silent. This was way to much information way to early in the morning.
"A little bit before you were born, Voldemort was put into submission by a tiny child named Harry Potter, as you well know." This time both Hermione and her mother smiled. "...and some years later you received your letter from Hogwarts.. your father and I both agreed that if was safe for you to go.. and that you did... Years came and went..and with those years so did Voldemort's second rise and fall to power... which again, seeing as how you were deeply involved... I'm sure you know well about.."
Hermione could only nod.
"And... now that everything is really over and all of the remaining death eaters are in Azkaban, this woman has finally contacted me...after all these year... I must admit I was beginning to think she had forgotten me..." A small, sad smile surfaced on her mother's lips. She no longer seemed to be looking at Hermione, rather somewhere over he shoulder and through her pillow. After a few moments, her mother seemed to snap out of her trip down memory lane and continued on with her story.
"Oh...yes... where was I... ahh... like I was saying... this woman has finally contacted us and confirmed it was safe to return to the wizarding world." A rather bashful smile appeared on her mothers face. "Though... as it turns out... your father and I rather like it here... living like muggles... its rather... rejuvenating if you ask me... But you on the other hand. Have got to be dying to spend some time in the wizarding world... outside of school of course.
Although Hermione had never really mentioned it, her mother was right. She really did want to see how other wizarding families. Besides the weasley's that is, lived an average day. True, she loved the weasley's deeply...one in particular... but she yearned for a fresh perspective on the wizarding world. It was funny how mothers knew so much. Hermione slowly nodded her head, a little afraid what was coming next.
"Yes... I thought so... So to try and help make up for all these years of secrecy, I have arranged for you to stay the summer with this old friend of mine while your father and I celebrate our anniversary in Africa. She really is a great lady Hermione... snd I do believe she has a son who is about your age I think.
Her mother looked greatly relived to have finally gotten all of this off her chest. In fact, she looked almost... ecstatic. Though Hermione wasn't quite as happy as her mother, the idea of spending the summer with another wizarding family besides the weasleys did sound rather appealing. Plus, they seemed to have a son about her age who would keep her company.
"Alright mother. Sounds great! By the way, what's this lady's name you're speaking so greatly about?
"Oh!" her mother replied. "I didn't mention it?" Hermione shook her head, waiting for her mothers reply.
"Well honey, her name is Narcissa. Narcissa Malfoy."