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A/n: Thank you for all t he reviews that I received on the last chapter. I was so glad that everyone liked it. I know that I did not answer many of the reviews like I normally do, but I want to apologize to the people that I did respond to. I promised you that this chapter would be up two weeks ago and I'm sorry for not posting it then. The only thing that I can offer as an excuse is that I broke my finger about three days after I updated and it has been taking me a really long time to finish everything that I need to do. I have to take home most of my work because since I broke my finger on my right hand I have to use my left and it takes me a long time to write legibly with my left hand. Again, I'm sorry.

Previously

The rest of breakfast went along pretty smoothly. After the initial shock of a Gryffindor and a Slytherin, let alone a Weasley and a Malfoy, joking around, the Great Hall went back to normal, however, many people where still talking about Ron and Draco, as well as the rumor that Hermione Granger and Blaise Zabini had been behind it, Somehow, the students of Hogwarts didn't think it was possible that these two students were capable of pranking their friends.

"Ron, I'm suppose to meet Blaise before class starts, but I have to go to the bathroom. Can you tell Blaise where I am at if I am a little late? Please don't say anything to anyone about what you learned last night. I want to talk to Professor Dumbledore before anyone learns the truth. Thanks Ron." Hermione asked as she got up to leave. After she made out of the Great Hall and up the stairs, a hand reached out and pulled Hermione into an unused classroom. Carefully, in one swift movement, her attacker removed her wand from her pocket and placed it in his own.

"I think we need to talk Hermione Granger, or shall I say Rayanna Kaydence Zabini?"

Chapter Thirteen: Captured

Once her attacker had pulled her into the abandoned classroom, he made sure that no one was in the hall that could have seen what had just occurred. It wasn't until the hooded figure of her attacker turned back around to face her, that Hermione realized that he already had her wand and was currently twirling it around in his fingers.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" She demanded forcible, trying to keep the quiver out of her voice. The last thing that she needed was for her attacker to know just how scared she really was. After all, she had told Ron that she was going back to the common room so there would be at least ten minutes before her brother or friends began looking for her.

"Calm down, Miss Zabini. I have no intentions of hurting you. I just want to talk and I think that it would be better that we talk in private then in the company of your family and friends." He answered in a calm voice that only seemed to irrate Hermione further.

"Who are you?" Hermione demanded once again. Her fear had vanished and been replaced by anger after listening to what her attacker had just said. Who did this gut think he was? He couldn't just pull her into a random room and tell her that they needed to talk. First, she wasn't even aware of who he was and secondly, he was going to make her tardy, and unexcused tardy at that.

"Oh, you know who I am. In fact, you know me quite well." He answered and it was in that instant that she realized exactly who he was. Suddenly she became terrified and relieved at the same time.

Ron watched as Blaise got up from the Slytherin table and began to make his way out of the Great Hall. Quickly, Ron finished his breakfast and exited the Great Hall in search of Blaise. At first, he didn't see him, but when he heard the voice of Draco Malfoy complaining about the prank that Hermione and Blaise had pulled, he saw that the two Slytherins were talking underneath the staircase.

Ron made a beeline for the two and was about to deliver Hermione's message when Blaise beat him to the chase

"Do you know where Hermione went? I saw her leave a few minutes ago, but when I came out here she was no where in sight. I was about to start looking for her when this moron here began complaining to me about his pink hair. Like that was my idea. He should be complaining to Hermione about that one. Maybe she just forgot that we were suppose to meet before class." Blaise said, rolling his eyes when he made the comments about Draco.

"Actually, Hermione had to go to the bathroom. She asked me to tell you this so that you didn't wait for her. Apparently, she didn't want you to be late for class." Ron told Blaise, who nodded but had a strange look on his face.

"I guess we can head to Potions then." He said, but inside he felt that something just wasn't right. It was probably nothing, but he knew that he would feel a whole lot better when he saw his sister again.

"Harry?" Hermione asked. Could this guy really be Harry?

"Who else were you expecting?" He asked in response, as he lowered his hood and revealed his face. When he confirmed that it really was him, Hermione felt a sense of relief because she didn't think that Harry would do anything that really hurt her, but she also became terrified after remembering the way that he had reacted last night.

"Who else was I expecting? Hmm, let's see, maybe a deatheater or two that found out that the Zabini's actually had two children. I'm not exactly the safest person right now, Harry." Hermione answered, a little ticked that this was the way that he chose to have a conversation with her concerning her family.

"I'm sorry Hermione. I realize that this isn't exactly the best time and place to talk to you, but after what happened last night, I need to talk to you and I knew that I couldn't do it front of your family or even in front of Ron." Harry paused for a minute and looked at Hermione who only nodded.

"I know how I reacted last night was wrong. I'm aware that I hurt you and I am sorry for doing that. I only hope that you will be able to forgive me. It's just that you have been my best friend for years and I thought that I knew everything about you. Then I learn last night that you really aren't Hermione Granger, because Hermione Granger doesn't really exist. Instead I learn that you are really Rayanna Kaydence Zabini and are related to a large group of Slytherins. I know that it must of been harder on you when you learned this, but with everything that has been going on lately, it was just too much to handle and I overacted a little."

"A little? I think that you may have overacted a bit more than a little." Hermione said, but their was a hint of amusement in her voice. Yes, it had hurt when Harry had acted the way he had the previous night, and she didn't agree that this was the way he talked to her about her family, but he was her friend and all she really wanted was his acceptance.

"Alright, maybe it was more than a little." Harry said chuckling. It seemed as if Hermione had decided to forgive him and for that he was grateful. He couldn't imagine spending the rest of his life without Hermione, even if that meant putting up with a bunch of Slytherins. After all, they couldn't be that bad if Hermione was willing to accept them.

"You know that we should probably head to class since we are already going to be late. I wonder if Uncle Sevvie will actually take points off our house for being late. I think that he may actually be nicer to the Gryffindors now that he has found out that I am actually his niece." Hermione said with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Sevvie? Are you really going to call him that?" Harry asked in between laughs.

"I'm thinking about it. It might actually be fun to see how he reacts if I call him that. Especially if I said it in class." Hermione answered her friend, but she was also laughing at this point as well.

"Just make sure I'm paying attention when you say it. I want to see his face." Harry said and then stopped. "My books are in the common room. I'm run and get them and meet you at the bottom of the staircase in a few minutes."

"Okay, but hurry. We're already fifteen minutes late. We're losing valuable learning time." Hermione yelled after Harry, who laughed only laughed at her comments.

After Harry had disappeared from view she began making her way to the staircase when she was suddenly jerked backwards for the second time that day. Self-consciously she fingered her necklace and it began to tingle as her world suddenly turned black.

A/N: Well that is it for now. I hope that you liked the chapter. Only one review actually guess correctly who her first attacker was. To the review that requested that I mention the word "duckies" I will try to do so, but it may not be in the next could of chapters unless I am able to work it into my plans somehow. Please review and let me know what you thought.

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