AN: Sorry its short life has picked up a bit, I will update asap! I also have to admit that instead of taking notes in class i work on the story, so im catching up on that.

To answer some questions: I don't know how long this will be the plot is not huge but it sure take up a lot of my time writing.

Anyway On with the story (I own nothing)

~~HS POV~~

Father read the letter and an emotions passed over his face so fast I couldn't identify it. He then gathered me up in a hug and just held me. After whispering an 'I love you' he looked over my head to Severus.

"I couldn't ask for a better son-in-law old friend"

Lightly jabbing my father in the ribs I retorted "He is not old!"

Laughing we all relaxed in the living room and someone knocked at the door. And Severus, showing off, with a wave of his hand the door opened and Draco walked in. Seeing me he grabbed my hand and dramatically dropped before me.

"Hermione! My dear sister, I have been lost without your constant nagging to do my homework. Then I see you yelling at Professor Trelawney then you disappear, and now I find you laughing with my father and godfather! What has the world come to!" at the end of this little speech he flopped to the floor.

Rolling his eyes at his son, father smirked noting how Draco addressed me as sister. "You know Draco, that the Malfoy line is the only pureblood line that carries the lineage of the Veela. And the Ministry has informed me that your sister, whom was taken right before you were born, had requested a family history workup. The moment they received the results they contacted her and me because well I had 'requested' that the moment anyone knew anything about my missing daughter. And so I made my way here to enlist Severus' help in locating her here in Hogwarts. But little did I know her Veela blood had awoken and she is already mated."

As father explained, Draco sat up eyes growing larger and larger until I thought they would pop right out of his head, and his jaw trembled.

"Mia…she's alive?" seeing his distress I crouch down to his level and said

"Yes, I'm alive." Draco turned to me and upon realizing that I truly was his sister wrapped his arms around me and shook with silent sobs. Eventually Draco calmed down and looked me up and down.

Raising an eyebrow Draco stated "She certainly doesn't look like a Malfoy."

Groaning at the stupidity of my brother I pointed out that the Malfoy looks are recognizable anywhere and so whoever took me placed me under a semi-permanent glamor. At this time I asked if my father or husband knew how remove it. Nodding father gestured for me to stand in front of him and as I did so I felt his magic wash over me in calming waves. A moment the glamor lifted and I looked in to a mirror I had conjured.

My wild, bushy, dull hair, had become long wavy tresses of a lush dark brown. My eyes once a whiskey brown were now a vibrant spring green. I was the same height but slightly trimmer than before and curvy in all the right places. My skin was also almost as white as snow but I didn't look sallow.

We spent the rest of Sunday getting to know one another. Then the clock struck 10 and Draco and I both agreed that we needed sleep for tomorrow and so headed to bed. Severus and father wanted to spend more time catching up so after I had settled in bed and semi drifted off I fell the bed dip as Severus climbed in beside me.

I woke up trapped, Severus had securely wrapped his arms around my sleeping form. Realizing the time I wormed out of his grasp, got dressed and ran to class.

I arrived at the classroom with a minute to spare and sat myself next to Ginny. But I had forgotten that the glamor had been lifted and so spent that minute explaining who I really was to Ginny. Professor McGonagall's lecture today was on the training needed to become an animangus and had the class begin the process with a mediation session.

As I began to retreat into my mind I was unprepared for the memories and panic that began to overwhelm me. My new situation attacked me and all I could understand was panic. I was a Veela whose mate is the greasy bat of the dungeons, and a teacher. And what would happen if he found out how much I lie to those around me, how I lie about my adopted father, and how I feel all the time, but if Severus found out he would reject the bond. No one wants a mentally scared wife. The panic became a full blown panic attack and memories of my "home" life invaded the forefront of my mind.

I learned very early on that to flinch at an oncoming kick or punch would earn me a longer and worse punishment, but every time John Granger dropped his pants to rape me I would flinch and try to turn away trying to escape yet another punishment. One particular night he beat me with a crowbar and broke my arm, then he raped me, then retrieved his knife and began slicing. Oh how the cuts burned but John made it worse by pouring beer over all the cuts. I actually passed out from the pain and John was not happy. He beat me during the day instead of going to work. The pain began to feel real and I began screaming and thrashing trying to get away from John.

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