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Chapter 2: The News

Hermione woke up at 9:15 to the annoying beeping of her alarm clock. Refreshed from her peaceful night's sleep, Hermione happily got up, crossed her room to turn off the alarm clock and then headed to the bathroom. Once in her bathroom, Hermione turned on the hot water and then grabbed her hairbrush. She quickly brushed out her hair and then stepped into her warm shower.

Once showered, Hermione entered her room and entered her closet. She quickly picked out a pair of tan shorts and a baby blue tank top. After she had dressed she made her way back to the bathroom. First she picked up her pink bunny pajamas and put them in her hamper so her mom could wash them later. Next she found her hair brush and brushed out any tangles she had received in the shower. Once it was brushed out she placed her hair in a loose bun.

By the time that Hermione was fully dressed and had her hair fixed, the aroma of breakfast was making its way from the kitchen all the way up to Hermione's room. Hermione hurried downstairs and found her father, like usual, at the head of the table in the dinning room reading the morning paper. As Hermione sat down on the right side of her father, her mother entered the dinning room and placed the food that she had cooked in the center of the table before taking a seat across from her daughter.

Hermione looked at her mother wondering why she had made breakfast. Her mother normally only cooked breakfast for the family on weekends and holidays. She also normally woke Hermione for help. Hermione just shrugged it off figure if there was anything going on she would learn soon enough. She didn't know how right she was.

Hermione had had a great breakfast with her family. All through the meal the had joked and played around, but now her parents had turned serious. She knew that they had something important to talk to her about, but for the life of her she couldn't figure out what it was. She hadn't done anything wrong since summer break started and it wasn't like her grades were bad. She couldn't be in trouble, could she?

"Hermione, there is something very important that your father and I need to tell you." Her mother began. "We probably should have told you when you were younger, but we just couldn't muster up enough courage to tell you. You have the right to know, but just remember that no matter what happens, remember that you father and I love you very much."

"I love you to, mommy. Why are you acting so strange? What do you need to tell me? What do I have a right to know?" Hermione questioned her parents. She had become very confused in the short amount of time that her mother talked. She didn't know that today she was going to receive the biggest surprise of her life.

"After your father and I married, we decided that we wanted to start a family right away. I had always wanted a little baby of my own that I could love and protect and I couldn't wait to start a family with your father. My dreams quickly faded away when the doctor told me I was unable to have children. I didn't know what to do. I had always dreamed of having a little baby girl or boy and now it looked like that would never happen. The doctor suggested adoption and even gave us a list of agencies that he recommended. We looked through all of them, but we couldn't find the right child. I had about given up hope when we reached the last agency. We looked all day, but your father and I couldn't find a child that fit the both of us. As we were getting ready to leave, a worker entered to room carrying a baby girl. You were beautiful and I knew instantly that you were the baby girl that I wanted. We adopted you that day and were have loved you ever since. You have to know that, Hermione. We are your family in every way, but one." Her mother continued pleading with her daughter at the end to understand.

"So I'm adopted?" Hermione asked shocked from her mother's explanation.

"Hermione, were so sorry that we didn't tell you sooner. It's just you were our little girl, our little angle. We never wanted to make you feel like you were any different from the other children. We love you all the same. Please don't be mad at your mother and I. We love you and always will." Her father stated, hoping that his daughter would believe and understand him.

"I understand, Daddy. You and mom wanted to protect me. I love you both. It was just a bit of a shock for me to learn that I'm adopted." Hermione said as she got up and gave both parents a hug. "What I don't understand is Tommy and Ali. If mom wasn't able to have children then how did mom have Tommy when I was three and Ali when I was seven?"

"That was what we wanted to know to honey. When I learned that I was pregnant with your brother, I went back to the doctor and he told me that something had changed inside my body and it had enabled me to conceive your little brother. When Tommy was born I was so happy! I had a baby girl and a baby boy. Then five years later I learned that I was pregnant again. I went from not being able to have children to having three darling angels." her mother told her.

"There is a little bit more that we need to tell you, Hermione." Her father said.

Hermione nodded her head, letting him know to continue. What else could her parents possibly have to tell her?

"About a week after we had brought you home someone came and visited us. At first we didn't know what was going on. He said that he had come concerning you, but we couldn't see what he needed with an eight month old girl. He told us that he just wanted to talk to us and if we preferred it he would not even go around you. So we let him in the house and he introduced himself as Albus Dumbledore. He then started to talk about magic and explained to your mother and I that it actually existed. At first your mother and I jst thought he was some nutter. I almost sent her out on the streets when he started talking about magic and spells. His explanation, though, was believable and we quickly learned to trust him. He told us that he didn't know from what family you were born into, but his list conformed that you were a pureblood witch and most likely to be very powerful. He also encouraged us to tell you of your adoption before the beginning of your seventh year at Hogwarts. He also wanted us to let you know that you are not the only pureblood female to be given up before the age of one. He said that for about three years most pureblood families had been given up their daughters because they had a better chance of survival." Her father explained.

"So Dumbledore came to you guys when I was younger?"

"Yes, but we told you everything that he told us, honey." Her mother said.

"Did he say why we would have a better chance of survival if our birth families gave us up?" Hermione questioned

"He didn't say, but he did say that in most cases those that were given up lived, while those who weren't didn't." Her dad answered.

"Do you know anything about my family?" She asked

"All we know is that your family left you on the door step of the agency with a letter in your basket pleading for them to take good care of you and to let you live. The note said that they loved you and would always love you, but it was to dangerous to keep you. WE have a copy of that letter incase you would like to read it." Her father responded as he pulled the letter out of his pants pocket.

"Your family aslo left you the necklace that you are currently wearing. We left it around your neck after we adopted you and you have never really taken it off. YOur father and I believe that the letter are the initals of your birth name." Her mother answered.

-x-

That night before bed, Hermione brushed out her hair in from of her mirror. When she was done she fingered the necklace that she had worn for as long as she could remember. RKZ. She wondered why she had never asked what it stood for. She wondered if she ever would learn. As she was about to let go she felt a tingling in her fingers and saw for a second the image of a black haired, blue eyed boy. However, the image quickly faded and she was unable to see if she knew the boy she had just seen. Quitely, she crawled into bed that night thinking back on everything that had happened that day.

Fifty Miles Away

Blaise stood by his window and touched his necklace that his parents had given to him and his sister at birth. His said BDZ and hers read RKZ. If he saw that necklace on any girl he would know that it was her. He was thinking about her again. He wanted so badly to know who and where she was. He felt so incomplete without her. Twins are made to stay together.

All of a sudden he saw an image of a brown haired girl touching a necklace he knew all to well. He couldn't make out who it was, but he knew that she was safe. That was enough for now, but when he returned to Hogwarts, Draco and he would be on the look out for a brown haired girl with a silver necklace. They had searched since first year and still couldn't find her. Maybe this would help narrow it down. Draco and Blaise had promised to find Rayanna before they graduated and he was not going to break that promise. He would find his sister.

A/N well here is chapter two. I don't think that it's that good. Sorry guys. Well school just got out meaning I will be able to update quicker. So sorry for the long wait. Don't kill me. Please review to let me know how it was.

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