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Their Immediate Family

By: Dragoneyes5000

Chapter Two: Shocking Revelations Part 1

By the time Hermione emerged from the jam-packed security department of England's Heathrow Airport she was ready to turn tail and go back home. Home, she thought, where was that exactly? Sighing in frustration she hailed a taxi. The taxi pulled up at the curb and she got in. "34 West Bengal please," she told the driver.

Leaning back Hermione closed her eyes. She had not gotten a wink of sleep the night before. So many memories and thoughts bursting at the seams of her brain emerging like a flying star field at her one after another. She had called Drake on the plane telling him what time she would arrive and he had given her the time and the address where his new offices were located. She was still perplexed as to what he meant at the end of their conversation yesterday. That too had caused her lack of sleep.

Opening her eyes, Hermione eyed her watch. It was now 11 a.m. and she had to be there at 2 p.m. She had enough time to check into her hotel and freshen up and prepare for what was to come.

Across town in his office at that moment, sat a man in his early 30's just staring into space. He looked as if he too hadn't gotten a shut eye. He was interrupted from his thoughts when a man knocked on the door and opened it revealing himself. The man was about 6'3 and had ginger red shoulder length hair. He was wearing an expensive blue suit with a white silk shirt neatly ironed.

"Harry?" he question.

Turning towards the ginger haired man, Harry sighed and said, "Hey Ron."

"Man you look like bloody shit! What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at home?" Taking a closer look at Harry, Ron scrutinized him closer. Harry's black Armani suit was all crimpled. He had black untamed hair but it was even more so untamed now, his glasses which he needed to wear were flung across from him forgotten. He looked all haggard. His eyes were bloodshot as if he didn't sleep a whole month even though he was accustomed to not getting sleep for that much period. Also His body language which was usually on alert at this time in the day was on hiatus.

"You're still in the same suit you were wearing yesterday morning? Hell, did you even go home last night?" he asked. Before Harry could speak Ron intervened again. "What are you still doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be with the boys at home? Don't tell me you forgot about them? Mate, I know you tend to forget things but Harry, not even you could forget your brothers, especially at a time like..." He was interrupted when Harry suddenly flung himself out of his seat and grabbed hold off Ron's crisp white shirt and pulled him forward.

"Don't tell me what and where I should be at a time like this. I know exactly where I have to be. Got that?" Harry snapped angrily.

"Whoa, chill mate," Ron said a bit shaken up by Harry's explosion of anger on him. Raising his hands up in surrender Ron tried to loosen Harry's tight hold but to no avail.

"Look Harry," Ron paused, then, "I can't begin to tell what it like is to loose a parent let alone two at the same time. I know it's going to be few rough days and maybe months for you but no matter what, you've got people who are here to support you anytime." Ron put a hand on Harry's shoulder and patted him.

Harry unclenched his grip on Ron and let out a huge sigh and sat back down in his chair. He rubbed his face and temples in frustration. "I'm sorry Ron. It's been a little rough so far, especially with the boys. I caught them packing a bag last night and when I asked where they were going…Do you want to know what they told me…infact here's Jordan's directed quote, "Me and Nikko don't really know you and you don't know us. All we knows about u is what mummy and daddy say, that you is our older brother. So me and Nikko feel we should go find mummy and daddy and go live with them instead." Do u know what that did to me? To hear my own 5 year old brother talk that way. It hurt. It hurt to know that I never sat down with them and got to know them. I spent all my time traveling instead. Hell I can't even tell you the last time I saw my own parents. Now they're gone and the boys loose the only people who were always there for them," he sighed in aggravation. "Since the service yesterday they haven't spoken or come anywhere near me until I went looking for them then. They hate me. I don't know what I'm going to do." He told Ron

"They don't hate you Harry. Like they said they don't know you. Give them a few days to get to know you and see that you're not going anywhere. They'll come around. What did you say to them then when they told you they were going to look for your parents?" Ron asked quietly.

"What did want me to say? I went into shock mode. Luckily Dobby heard and calmed them down. As soon as they fell asleep I couldn't wait to get out of there so I left and drove around a bit and then decided to come here."

Ron glanced around looking for something to say to his friend but nothing came. He looked down at his watch and saw that it was after noon. Remembering what Harry told him about his parents' will Ron straightened and asked, "Hey don't you have to Draco's to hear the reading of your parents' will this afternoon?"

Suddenly remembering Harry jumped up and checked the time on his wrist watch. "Damn, look at the time. I have to get to the house to change and check on the boys. Thanks Ron."

Straightening and walking out the door Harry looked at himself in the mirror and scowled, "Blood hell I do look like bloody shit."

2 p.m. In Front of Draco's Office Building

Hermione didn't know how long she had been standing there on the busy pavement watching the doors of the tall blue and white building. She wanted to turn and go back to her hotel and curl up in the bed and never leave until her flight back to Italy. I can do this. All I've got to do is go in there, hear what the will says and leave. Simple as that! She thought. Right! She turned and looked at the doors again. Yes I can do this! I know I can! I'm not the naïve fool I was 5 years ago. I've grown up since then. No one can or will ever hurt me again. Sudden courage plucking up Hermione turned back to the building and squared her shoulders and walked determinedly towards the doors.

Harry's patient was running out. He'd been in Draco's posh office for more than half an hour. Running a hand through his hair like he'd done so many times in the past was suddenly beginning to annoy him.

"Where's that brat. He's always running late to make a grand entrance just like that wanker called his father," sneered a tall black haired man. He was dressed in a jeans and a white silk shirt.

"Cool down Sirius," said another man sitting on his right. This man was brown haired and was dressed in a brown three piece suit. "Draco will be here soon. He must been kept back by a client or something," he said calmly.

"Oh please Remus, I bet he's off shagging that said client or something. The boy can never pass up a skirt. You know that. Just like his bloody father I tell you."

"Would you lay off him? I don't know why you dislike him so much. He's your cousin's son," said Remus

"He is nothing like Cissa," snapped Sirius.

"Would you two twits stop arguing? Draco will be here soon," snapped a woman sitting next to Harry. She was about 5'4 in height, properly dressed in a lilac chiffon skirt suit and had a short bob cut hair style which was died red. "I swear we can't go anywhere with you two. The way you carry on in public. It's embarrassing," she sighed in frustration.

"Sorry darling. You know we don't mean to," Remus said taking the said woman's hand and kissing it.

Pulling her hand back she turned her head to the brown haired man she said tightly, her lips thinning, "Your sweet talking isn't going to work this time Remus. I've had it up to here," she said slashing a manicured hand to her throat.

Sirius snickered at his friend.

"But…" Remus started

But the woman intervened, "I don't want to hear another word. Don't you two have any consideration towards Harry? He's just lost his parents, your best friends," she said pointing to them both. "You've been at it since yesterday,"

"It's alright Tonks. I don't mind. If they didn't talk and argue like normal then everything would feel different. We need things to continue like nothing happened," said Harry quietly.

"But Harry…" before she could continue the door opened emerged a young man around Harry's age. He was tall about 6'3. He was pale colour looking as if all his blood had been drained. He had a long pointy face and had short white blond hair.

"Sorry I'm late. Got kept back by a client," he drawled out in a thick English accent.

Sirius shot Remus knowing look which was caught by Tonks who in turned glared at him to shut it.

Ignoring Tonks' glare Sirius asked Draco silkily. "So Draco was this client female with long legs that you just couldn't pass up," Sirius asked silkily.

"Sirius!" shouted an enraged Tonks.

Holding up a hand at Tonks, Draco smirked, "Well Black, this client of mine does as a matter of fact have very long and did I mention sexy legs and talk about that body…whoa…a man can hardly go ahead and pass that up now can he?" he said smiling

sneakily while looking at Harry as he said that.

Harry's patient finally running out he vacated his chair and stood up and glared at Draco and said heatedly, "Would you just bloody get on with why we're all here. I have better things to do and than sit here and wait for you to have your daily shag with some whore."

Draco's anger started to flare but he calmed himself down. Now was not the time to get into a fight with Potter.

Sitting behind his desk Draco pulled out a file from his draw and opened it. Then he looked at the people sitting before him and said, "We have to wait a few minutes for one more person to show then we can get started," he told them. Looking at his watch and sighing Draco thought she should have been here by now. She said she just needed a few minutes to compose herself.

Draco was shaken out of thought when Harry said, "What do we have to wait for? We're the only people you said were mentioned in my parents' will and you told me the twins didn't need to be here today."

Draco looked at Harry and was about to tell him when there was a knock on the door and Draco's secretary poked her head in. "Miss Granger is here Sir," she said. She opened the door wider revealing a pale looking Hermione standing there.

Loud gasps filled the room from all the occupancies except Draco. It had all gone quiet. Everyone was staring at the doorway as if they'd seen a ghost. Harry had stopped breathing all together. He just stood there staring at Hermione. She hadn't changed since the last time he'd seen her. She still looked breath taking beautiful with her large brown sad eyes and her long unruly brown curls. Today she was a bit pale but still beautiful all the same. She was wearing Burgundy skirt suit which showed quite a bit of leg. Suddenly remembering what Draco had said earlier about his sexy leggy client, Harry's anger peaked to maximum. That rotten good for nothing bastard! If he touched her, so help me God I'll kill him and throw him to the sharks! He thought in exasperation. He was interrupted from his plans of killing Draco when a smiling a bit Hermione said, "Hello everyone."

A/N: Well that's part 1 of this chapter…I hope u all like it…please R&R

Coming up next: Reading of the will…