"Granger, I believe I left the Zabini manor with a perfect sense of hearing but if you keep on reacting like that I'll be deaf before this meeting is finished." Draco teased, smirking.

"Now, Draco, what did I tell you before we left? No need to act like an ass. Just be you and stop pissing off my twin, alright? I want my best friend to still have his head by the start of our final year." Blaise scolded.

"Excuse me Blaise but may I please remind you that I am not that violent. Back to what I was trying to say mum and dad before I was rudely interrupted what do you mean I am not your real daughter?" Hermione said, obviously confused of the situation she was in.

"Hermione, the Zabinis are your real parents. They gave you to us after your birth," Mrs. Granger explained.

"But I look nothing like them…" she trailed off then turned to the Zabinis, "and if you are my true parents why did you give me away?" she added, tears brimming her eyes.

"Hermione we do not hate you. We love you with all our heart. It was just that by the time you were born the Dark Lord was very much alive..."

Flashback

September 19, 1979

"One more push, Isabella we know you can do it." The mediwitch said.

After a few push, a cry was heard.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Zabini. You have yourself a healthy little boy." the mediwitch added.

"Well sweetheart, do you have a name for young Zabini here?" Gregory asked."

I do. Blaise Alexander Zabini will be his name. It would suit…Ahhh!" Isabella screamed in pain.

"What is happening to her?" Gregory inquired worry and concern evident in his voice.

"She is having another child." The mediwitch said, rushing in.

"All you have to do is relax and push more." The mediwitch instructed.

After a lot of cries of pain another wail was heard.

"Well it looks like another Zabini is welcomed. And this time you have an heiress." The mediwitch handed the baby.

"Sweetie, she is so beautiful. Why don't you give her a name?" Isabella suggested.

"What about Ana Miranda Zabini? That will fit our beautiful heiress." Gregory added.

"Well that would be lovely." They smiled at each other.

A few moments they saw Narcissa and Lucius carrying a sleeping Draco in his arms.

"How are you Isa?" Narcissa asked.

"I'm fine but I fear my children aren't." Isabella sighed

"What are you going to do about it then Isa? You can't have your child killed would you?" Lucius asked.

"I simply have no idea. I do not want to lose her." Isa said, breaking down into tears.

"I know sweetheart but you do know that if you don't Voldemort will kill her?" Gregory said pain and hurt evident in his accented Italian voice.

"Isa you know what you have to do. You have to give her up. You can still have her by the time we defeat the Dark Lord right?" Lucius suggested.

"But Lucius it is just so painful to give up one of my off springs just because we were only permitted to have one. But we have no choice. I just don't know who to entrust my little princess." Isa said

"I think I know someone. Jane and George are going to Muggle London. They know that the Dark Lord will soon force them and they wanted a child ever since." Gregory added.

"If it's the only way…but can we at least please spend a week with her? Please just let me have her for the month. I beg of you please…" Isa pleaded.

Narcissa, Lucius and Gregory looked at their friend and wife with so much pain. They know that all of them are hurt and can feel the sorrow of losing a daughter and seeing their friend and wife pour her tears out. But they also know that no pain can match the pain of a mother giving her beloved daughter away. They just decided to at least give her a week

September 26, 1979

"George, Jane please take care of my daughter. I trust you will do your best. Raise her on the best way you could." Isa begged.

"Do not worry Isa. We will treat her like our own." Jane said.

"I trust you. Before that she will have to cover any physicality that makes her a Zabini I will put a concealment charm on her." Gregory added.

"Okay. That is all. Just please let me hold her one last time." Isa asked.

As she was holding the baby she said:

"L'amerò non importa ciò che Anne Miranda Zabini. Spero che lei capisce che questo è per il suo proprio buono.io non vuole che andare via ma non ho scelta. lei farà il bethe soltanto l'erede dello Zabinis. Lei ci vedrà e suo fratello ancora una volta. Amo il ypu il mio bambino caro. Perdonarme ma la vedrò sul suo compleanno 17."

With that she handed the Anne Miranda Zabini to George and Jane.

George and Jane said their goodbyes and apparated to Muggle London. Seeing the apparition, Isabella broke into tears.

End of Flashback

"I'm sorry Hermione. We did not have a choice. We thought that it was better for you to go away than seeing you die in the hands of Voldemort." Isabella said.

Hermione had tears falling from her eyes but unable to control her feelings anymore spoke,

"So what do you expect, after telling me that story, I'll be running to you with open arms? So you think that after giving me away for 17 years, you just appear on the doorstep of the place I consider home and accept you that easily? You think that its okay to tell me that you are my parents and expect me to come back to your mansion leaving the people I considered my parents? To leave the people who have fed me, clothed me, educated me and perhaps loved me when you weren't here?" Isabella looked surprised for a moment and burst into tears again. Mrs. Granger then stood up and reprimanded Hermione.

"Hermione, when did you learn that type of attitude? Is that the way we brought you up? Apologize to your mother. Now."

"Apologize? You want me to apologize to my mother? Aren't you supposed to be angry with them too? They are taking me away. Aren't you even mad or upset that they are taking me away from you?" Hermione replied, saying the word mother with emphasis and disdain.

"Young lady you will stop answering back like that. The Zabinis are your parents and you cannot change that fact." Mr. Granger said.

"The only parents I learned to recognize is you and mum who took care of me ever since I was in diapers. A parent will never give away her child. A parent will be take care if their child no matter what. And you did that. While those people who claimed to be my real parents gave me away just because Voldemort permitted for only one child." She said, though instead of anger you can sense great sadness and hurt in her voice.

"But Hermione, dear don't you understand that we did this for your own safety." Gregory said.

Hermione looked at him in disbelief.

"Safety? That has got to be the lamest reason I have ever heard. And that is saying something. I do not mean to be rude or act as if I am ungrateful, but has it ever occurred to you before showing up here that maybe I am happy being the little 'know-it-all mudblood', be away from you and just live here peacefully with the people who brought me up?" she responded.

"I…We have…We never thought you'd feel…uhmm think that way," Blaise stuttered.

That is when our resident Mr. Malfoy leans in and whispers, "Blaise let me remind you pointer number one. Slytherins never show emotions. They are intimidating."

Hermione who was busy glaring at them heard his comment and faked a sarcastic laugh.

"You are one to talk Malfoy. Remember the time when I punched you in third year or did you forget that when mad-Eye Moody turned you into a bouncing ferret?"

Draco had a noticeable pink tint adorning his pale cheeks.

"Draco let me say pointer number two. Slytherins never blush. They are supposed to be intimidating." Blaise said mockingly.

Draco glared at him.

"Boys this is not the time for such antics." Isabella said wiping her tears.

"Hermione we do not expect you to come back or welcome us as if you've known as your whole life. All we want to do is for you to give us a chance. We never expected for you to just leave the Grangers as if you have no connections to them." Gregory explained.

Hermione blinked at him, surprised at his statement.

"I am not that keen on leaving the people I recognize as parents. But I am the type of person who is willing to give other people chances," she said.

"You're…You're giving us a chance?" Blaise said looking up.

Of course at first, Blaise was upset. But who wouldn't be? After all he grew up practically being the only child and thinking that he was the only heir to every estate and riches the Zabinis have. Then all of a sudden, you're parents will be telling you that you have a twin sister, clearly implying that you will have to share your parent's attention as childish as that may sound. It also implies that the inheritance will be distributed fairly among the two of them. But what shocked him most is probably the fact that the Hermione Granger, resident Golden Girl of Hogwarts is her sister. After the disappointment came the feeling of great regret. He may not be prejudiced as his best friends were but he would taunt her occasionally. Not regarding her heritage but about herself. He would tease her about how insufferable she was. He spent days thinking of how he could make it up to her and thought that maybe the best way to do so is to simply welcome her and help her cope to the idea of being a part of the family she should've grown up with and the idea of being a pureblood as well.

Hermione looked at him, gave a small smile and nodded.

"But please I hope that you are not expecting much from me. It's not easy to accept the fact that I was adopted. It doesn't take a few minutes for me to accept you fully. And it certainly doesn't take overnight for me to just forget them." She said looking at them expectantly.

"Of course dear. But would you mind staying with us for to perhaps to get to know you more?" Isabella asked.

Hermione opens her mouth to answer but cannot even produce a decent sentence, most probably effect of the surprising question.

"Uhmm..I..." she stuttered then looked at her adoptive mom, silently questioning her.

"It's all your decision dear." She said wiping tears from her now rosy cheeks. Both Grangers expected that this day would come. That indeed one day will come that her actual parents would come and claim her. They expected her to go. But what touched them most is the great importance Hermione had for them. It touched them that Hermione loved them as much as they did her.

Hermione answer hesitantly, "Can I still write to them and perhaps visit them some time? After all, I will be staying there for a long time."

Isabella's face brightened.

"Of course. I want you to get acquainted with us. But never did I ever think of forbidding you to communicate with the Grangers." Isabella said.

"That's great." Hermione said relieved.

Mrs. Granger then stood up and told Hermione, "Hermione you have to pack my dear."

"But September 1 is too far. It's only the second day of August." She reasoned.

"No. What I mean dear is you are going to the manor right? So you have to pack your belongings. And it'll be better to stay there for the summer. It's much more convenient and you get to know them more. You won't accomplish much if you stay there for such a short time." Mrs. Granger answered.

Hermione nodded and followed her adoptive mother's orders.

"Mom, can you please help me pack? The trunk is in the other side of the room. It's quite heavy and…" Hermione ranted.

"Sweetie, perhaps you can ask young Mr. Zabini or Mr. Malfoy to help you. Is that okay with you boys?" she said turning to the two young men.

"Go Blaise. I think that the conversations here will keep me rather busy." Draco said.

Blaise looked at his best friend and said,

"Need I remind you Draco is that the only reason I agreed for you to go with me today is because you offered to give your support towards this matter?"

"Fine. I'll go help you and your sister pack." Draco answered emphasizing the words your sister.

"She has a name mate." Blaise scolded

"I'll go help you and Hermione pack." Draco said glaring at Blaise.

Hermione looked at the two, quite amused at their bickering. They are like a puzzle that fits perfectly. Draco was stubborn but he had Blaise to keep him in line. Blaise on the other hand who was quite uptight has Draco to loosen him up.

But as much as this scene amuses her, Hermione knew that she would have to pack soon. He cleared her throat making sure that she had the boy's attention, she then said quite hesitantly,

"Well …uhmm…follow me." She said.

TRANSLATION:

L'amerò non importa ciò che Anne Miranda Zabini. Spero che lei capisce che questo è per il suo proprio buono.io non vuole che andare via ma non ho scelta. lei farà il bethe soltanto l'erede dello Zabinis. Lei ci vedrà e suo fratello ancora una volta. Amo il ypu il mio bambino caro. Perdonarme ma la vedrò sul suo compleanno 17.

I will love you no matter what Anne Miranda Zabini. I hope you understand that this is for your own good.I don't want you to go away but I have no choice. You will bethe only heiress of the Zabinis. You will see us and your brother once again. I love you my dear child. Forgive me but I shall see you on your 17th birthday.

MUX: This is my second chapter and I hope you like it. I am so sorry for the long wait. Amaress was so busy. But the bad thing is: This isn't exactly approved yet by Amaress. This was a raw chapter. But still I hope you like it. 

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