AN: Okay, I KNOW I haven't updated in forever and I'm really sorry. I've have been super busy with college and working. it's been really hectic . But now, since my internet is being stupid I have decided its about time I update since I have some spare time. So here is the new chapter.

Chapter 8

Mia sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. She had gone with a simple red polo top and a pair of kaki pants with black flats for dinner. It was just dinner with the family so there really wasn't any need for her to get dressed up. As for her hair she simply just threw it into a low side pony secured with a hair clip with two curly strands of hair framing either side of her face.

She sighed again and tilted her head as she stared at her reflection. She really didn't recognize herself at all but that would be something to get used to. Things were so different now, the way she looked, her family, a fiancé. Wow, Mia never thought she'd have a fiancé at the age of seventeen but then again this was a pure blood family and things were different. Much different.

Mia then began to think of her father again. This man, was so different from John. He was proper and always held a warm smile when he saw her. Course John had been like that until he lost his job. She wanted to give her birth father a chance but there was still that fear inside her heart of getting hurt again. Why was it she was able to get along with Blaise and Draco so well even when they pretty much tortured her in school? Was it because she forgave them at the end of the war when they showed their true colors? Was it because they were the same age as her? No, it's because it wasn't a teenager that batted and bruised her. It was a grown man who seemed like a very happy man but when times got rough he turned on his family.

There was a small pop and Mia turned to see her personal house elf, Trish. "Miss, the family is waiting for you in the dinning room," she said. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Mia smiled at Trish and stood up. "No thank you," she said. "I'll head down now." She patted Trish lightly head making the house elf giggle lightly.

She took a deep breath, nodded, and opened the door to her bedroom before she walked down the stairs. Her shoes made barely any noise as she walked across the marble foyer towards the dinning room. What would she say to her father? What should she say? The best bet would to probably act casual and normal though she was still really, really nervous. After standing outside the door for what felt like hours Mia took a deep breath and opened the door. All heads turned to look at her, her father sat at the head of the table and Ana to his right. The seat to his left was empty followed by Blaise, Draco sat next to Ana.

Ryan smiled at Mia and waves to her. "Darling! There you are, we were beginning to worry."

Mia couldn't help smiling a little though was pretty sure it was an awkward one as she walked into the dinning room. "Sorry, there's… just been a lot of my mind that's all."

Ana looked up at her daughter. "Everything alright dear?" she asked.

Mia shrugged lightly as she took her seat and picked up a fork. "I got a letter from my friend Ginny and she says the muggle police are looking for me. They discovered my… the Granger's bodies and I'm no where to be found." She picks up a piece of broccoli on her fork and takes a bite.

Ryan leans on his arm towards Mia but not too close. He gave her a soft smile. "Don't worry Mia dear, I'll take care of everything. You just worry about getting things ready for school." He leaned back and took a sip of his drink.

Mia smiled softly at him. "Thank you father."

After that dinner went on with mild conversation here and there. Mostly Draco, Mia and Blaise talked amongst themselves about what they might do when they get back to school. Mia said she was really hoping that she'd get the head girl position as she did have the best grades amongst their fellow classmates, next two Draco who had the second best. Despite him seeming to do nothing or care about his classes he was actually quite studious.

After dessert their parents had excused themselves the table leaving the three kids in the dinning room. The three of them continued to laugh and talk about adventures at school, Mia even telling them about what the golden trio had gone through. The boys laughed when she told them how fluffy had drooled all over Ron.

When the clock in the hall struck eleven Mia excused herself from the boys and headed towards the library on the first floor to grab a book before bed. She was surprised when she saw her father asleep in one of the chairs.

"Father?" she called softly and walked over to him. She gently grabbed the book from his hand and hesitantly shook him. "Father."

Ryan slowly opened his eyes and looked over at Mia. He brought his hand up to wipe his eyes as he sat up some more. "Mia dear," he said softly as he took his glasses off his face. "What are you doing here?" He pinched the bridge of his nose.

Mia shrugged and handed him his book. "I was going to get a book before heading up to bed. Doing some late night reading yourself?"

Ryan chuckled and put his book mark in the book before setting it on the coffee table. "Indeed." He stood from his seat and stretched his arms over his head. "Are you looking for anything in particular?"

Mia shook her head. "Not really," she said and nervously rubbed her arm. She shifted her balance from one foot to the other. "Um… any… suggestions?"

Ryan chuckled and motioned for her to follow him as he got up from his chair and headed to one of the three spiral staircases leading to the second floor of the library. The library was two floors high and you could see all the way to the top where two crystal chandelier's hung from the support beams. All the shelves and furniture were made of mahogany and ran all the way to the sloped ceiling. With hesitation, Mia slowly followed her father up the spiral staircase and watched as he searched the shelves and muttered to himself.

After a few minute a grin spread across his face and "Aha! There it is," he said simply and pulled out his wand. He gave it a flick and from the eight shelve maroon book floated over to Mia's hands. "There we."

Mia looked from her father to the book and read the title. "The Pureblood Princess," she read. Mia groaned in her head. 'This is probably come book about how purebloods are better then muggle borns.' She thought.

As if almost reading her thoughts her father said, "Open the book and read the summary."

Mia looked at him then did as she was told. The summary was not what she thought it was going to say, instead of some sort of description about a spoiled little pureblood it said this:

Natasha Binglesworth, was not your typical pureblood princess. She had always been curious about the things muggles do and what their world was like. Her parents however were against it every step of the way and refused to let her explore and see what the world was like for herself. So she decided it was time to do things on her own. The young princess ran away from home to explore this new world what she found was greater then she could have imagined. Many say that Muggles were dull and boring but what she found was far from it. After meeting Daniel Matthew's, a muggle boy, Natasha was thrown into a new adventure filled spies, bandits, cave diving, and love. How will long will this new adventure last and would her parents ever approve?

Mia blinked in surprise and looked up at her dad who grinned.

"This book was written, believe it or not, by a pureblood wizard who had studied the muggle world throughout his life," said Ryan with a grin across his face. "Turn the page."

Mia smiled and looked back down at the book and opened it. Written on the title page of the book and elegant cursive writing was this

"To my darling and most dearest Daughter, I hope you're life will be filled with as much fun and adventure as this story. I hope this inspires you to do great things. With all my love, your father."

Mia chocked back a sob as tears filled in her eyes. She couldn't take it anymore, all the hurt she felt from John and now this man, Ryan, showing her all the love in the world just tore at her heart. Why was she afraid of him? She shouldn't be, it was obvious but she was still scared. She watched as Ryan took a hesitant step forward wanting to wrap his arms around his daughter.

Mia stared at him for a good minute or two as the tears continued to fall before she flung herself at him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Father!" she cried, the sobs shook her body. "I'm scared… I don't want to be scared anymore!"

Ryan slowly wrapped his arms around her and petted her head. "It's alright love, I'm here," he said and leaned down to kiss her curls. He rubbed her back gently and just held her till her sobs subsided. It took a good five to ten minutes before Mia could collect herself and pulled away. Ryan handed her his handkerchief so she could wipe her eyes with it.

Mia wiped her eyes carefully. "Sorry," she said.

Ryan merely grinned down at her. "It's alright sweet heart. Don't force yourself and take your time." He patted her head again then leaned down and kissed her forehead gently. "Now off to bed with you."

Mia took a deep breath to stable herself and wiped at her eyes again with a sniff. Holding the book in her arms she smiled at Ryan. "Good night, Father," she said softly and descended the spiral stair case before heading back up to her room. When she got there she put the book on her bed then got her night clothes on before she climbed into bed. She grabbed the book and opened to the first page and began to read.

She didn't know how long she had read for before she ended up falling asleep with the book in her hands. Unknown to Mia, there was a letter sitting on her desk, one from none other then Harry Potter.

AN:: OKAY EVERYONE HERE YOU GO! If the chapter seems a bit rushed I'm sorry I'm trying my best with a writers block. I am gonna try and update some of my other stories before getting back to this one so it may be a couple of weeks before the next chapter. Hope you like it!