Pureblood
Summary: Hermione's parents have keep a secret from her all her life. Though, now that she plans to go with Harry and Ron on Harry's journey her mum must tell her.
A/N: Thanxs to all who reviewed. Happy Holidays!
To Maddie: Really my middle name is also Renee, cool!
To Masked Mirage: Yes, you found out my secret, I am really a fortune-teller. Brunch is a meal between breakfast and lunch. Well you finally find out what McGonagall wants with Hermione.
To Siriuslyaphanatic: First off there is no Emily, there is a Eily, not Emily! ANd Zabini has nothing wants so every to do with my story, just a tip!
To Steel-Pheonix: I like tears too.
To Poppycan: Glad you like the story!
To Trisha: Glad you like Eily, she's my favorite character! Glad you hooked your sister into my story too. Well you you find out Hermione's fiance in this chapter!
To: Quill ofde evilotter: like your pen name! The chapters are getting longer and more detailed, I hope.
Now On with this Tale of Love!
Chapter 5 An Informational Brunch
Hermione walked up the road Hogwarts, she had put the woman's fortune in the back of her mind for it seemed useless. She let the memories of her, Ron and Harry going to and from Hogwarts flood her mind. It seem like so long ago, but in reality it wasn't that long ago at all.
Hermione went through the open gates, up the quite, still grounds to the entry thinking of the things the trio had down over the years. She was sad to know that she wouldn't get to come back to study again.
She walked through the front doors into the vacant halls. Everything looked the same as last spring but did not feel at all the same to Hermione. She remembered every year that she entered those doors to the first feast of the year.
She climbed the stairs in the direction of McGonagall's office. Nothing had changed at all and everything had it's own memory in Hermione's heart.
"Good morning, Miss Granger!" A voice said from behind Hermione. It was McGonagall walking up the stairs. She wore a pair of dark royal blue dress robes and her face was worn and tired. She looked almost the same as she had just before summer started at the end of last term.
"Morming Professor," Hermione responded kindly.
"How are you?"
"Okay, and you? Hermione asked.
"I have had better and worse times. How about we eat brunch before the food gets cold. In my office the house-elves have set up our meal. I'm sure you have a lot of questions for me." McGonagall said as she lead the rest of the way to her office. She opened the door and let Hermione in first.
A table was set with two chairs facing each other and plates of food on it. McGonagall set in the chair farest from the door and Hermione took the one nearest. They sat in silence each eating something from the rather large feast for two.
Finally McGonagall spoke, "You must have a ton of questions, I know you do, Hermion, so ask."
"Who was my father?" Was the first question that came out of Hermione's mouth.
"Jacob Brooks. He was a determined young man, who would only settle for the best. He was very smart, a smart alec, and quite a trouble maker." McGonagall answered after she was quite for a moment.
"What house was he in?"
"Slytherin."
Hermione slumped in shock, her father was a slytherin. "Wow," was the only word she could muster.
"He's not like you may think. He was an arrogant pureblood but was as self centered as most." McGonagall said trying to comfort Hermione.
"And mt mum?"
"As brigth as you and a Ravenclaw, if that makes you feel better."
"What did she look like?"
"Renee looked very much like you except that she had blue eyes rather than brown and maybe two or three inches shorter."
"What were my parent's jobs?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Well..." McGonagall looked uncomfortable and turned away from Hermione.
"You can tell me," Hermione pushed.
"They were death eaters, Hermione." McGongall said quickly turning back to face Hermione.
A long silence followed McGonagall's words. Hermione was in shock; those that hurt and killed the innocence were her parents. This couldn't be true, it just couldn't be! Hermione said to her self, tears flooding her eyes. This can't be rigth, Professor McGonagall is wrong, she just has to be. I can't be the daugther of death eaters!
"Where are they now?" Hermione asked, her eyes aquirred a glaze look, and slowly a single tear fell.
"They died shortly after you were born. They were cuagth by the Aurors at your home in American, Christmas morning, I believe."
"What, my parents lived in America.!"
"Yes you were born in America, actually. So were your sister and brother."
"Wow- Wait brother and sister?"
"Yes your sister, Rachael, is twenty three and your brother, Brain, is twenty. Both were suppose to come to Hogwarts but decided against it." They still live in America as far as I know."
"Then why am I here in England? And why did they go to America if they served Voldemort?"
"Your parents grew up here and only moved to America on Voldemort's orders, he wanted to gather more followers. And it was your mother's last request that you be raised here. Why she requested that though I don't know." McGonagall iinformed Hermione. It was hard for her to break the news to Hermione like this but someone had to do it.
A silence fell over the two as they ate what was left of the food in front of them. Hermione slowly stored all the things she had learned so she could rememver it though she doubted she could forget any of it. McGonagall tried to remain calm and not over load Hermione.
"Who am I to marry?" Hermione asked suddenly as she remember that she was engaged.
"Um...Well Hermione... Don't be to terribly upset-"
"It's Draco Malfoy, isn't it?" Hermione burst out unable to wait for McGonagall to answer. Tears formed in her eyes and fell before she could stop them.
"How did you know?" McGonagall asked this time she was suprised.
A/N: The secrets out! Hermione Granger is marrying Draco Malfoy! Got a problem with it too bad so sad. Review and get Pie, just request a kind!