A/N: Here's Chapter 2! I have no idea if Blaise has a brother or if those are any of his parents real names but, who cares? They're pretty cool…sorta.
Disclaimer: nothing is mine, everything belongs to J. K. Rowling
"Because, right now you are in our living room at Zabini Manor. Since Blaise is also going into his sixth year at Hogwarts, you already know him but this," she said, gesturing to the man sitting on her left. "Is Jonathon Marcus Zabini, this is our son, Blaise's little brother, Zachary Henry Zabini and I am, Analiese Lesley Zabini. I am Johnathon's wife, and, I am also your mother."
Chapter 2 : Luciana
"Excuse me?" Hermione said feebly.
To Hermione's great relief, it was her father who spoke next, "Hermione, when your mother and I got married, we were devastated when we learned that we couldn't have any children. So, we turned to adoption. Looking at all the babies around us, we just couldn't decide which one, they were all cute of course, but other than that they were just average babies. The last baby they showed us was you, you had something that the other babies didn't have. They were all crying, but you were silent. You also seemed so smart, registering what was happening around you and of course, you were also beautiful, so we game you a name, took you home and well, here we are."
Hermione could only stare at him. After registering what was happening, she looked at her parents and fixed her gaze on them. She had no idea what to make of this. From what she knew of the Zabinis, they were rich, generally smart, and powerful witches and wizards. Blaise Zabini was in Slytherin, which made Hermione wonder if they were deatheaters, or not.
Realizing that everyone was on edge, wondering what her reaction to this was going to be, Hermione looked at them and said calmly but with a slight sadness in her voice, "What's my real name?"
This time it was Blaise who answered, "Luciana Amadora Zabini," than he commented thoughtfully. "I always did like your name better than mine."
Out of all the Slytherins, Hermione was relieved that it was Blaise who she was related to. The two of them were not enemies like most Slytherins and Gryffindors. They just did not pay any attention to the other. Imagine if I was related to Malfoy, Hermione thought. Or even Parkinson. She shuddered at the thought
Hermione, returned with a small smile and said, "Ok I get that I'm actually a Zabini, and apparently a pureblood, but why am I being told this now?"
Jonathon Zabini answered, "Because Luciana, we want you to stay with us for the rest of the summer."
Hermione was not sure how to react. In a few minutes, a huge bomb had been dropped on her. What was she supposed to do?
Hermione cast a nervous glance at her parents, unsure of what to say.
Her mother, who had finished crying, gave her a small, encouraging smile and said, "We already told them that it was alright. You've had her for over fifteen summers, I think it will be fine if we spare a few."
Hermione nodded before turning back to the Zabinis. "Alright," she said. "I guess I'm staying here then."
At this, Hermione received a grin from Blaise, and smiles from both of his, well, their parents. Zachary had fallen asleep.
"Just one thing though," Hermione received a nod from her parents, well real parents and she continued. "I'm guessing, no, scratch that. I'm almost positive that there is some kind of glamour charm put on me so no one would know who I am. You all have black hair and blue eyes, which, seeing as it is the dominant gene, I'm guessing I should have too. I look nothing like Blaise, who I've guessed is my twin. Am I right?"
Both sets of her parents smiled at her proudly and lovingly and Blaise said grinning, "Told ya she was the smartest witch of her age."
"She sure is," Analiese said. "You were right Luciana, you and Blaise are twins although he is about four minutes older than you," at this Blaise smiled smugly. "And a glamour charm was placed on you a week after you were born." Taking out her wand and flicking it Hermione felt like someone was pouring water over her and she heard a gasp coming from everyone in the room, with the exception of her sleeping baby brother.
"You're beautiful Hermione, just like your mother." Jonathon said. "Now go back to the Granger's house to say goodbye and get your stuff."
Hermione gave him a weak smile and obeyed. After stepping into the fireplace and then spinning back into her old house, Hermione waited for her parents to land back in the muggle world.
Before anyone could say anything Hermione tackled both her parents giving them huge hugs and suffocating them both. Finally releasing them Hermione looked at them to see both of their parents grinning. They had both been afraid that Hermione would hate them after they had learned who she actually was.
Hermione knew that it would be understandable if she did, but they were her parents. Having always been pretty family oriented, it would take more then this to stop her from loving them like she did as a little girl.
"Don't worry, I'll write you guys a lot." And with that, Hermione went upstairs and started packing up her stuff.
After more tearful goodbyes, the tears coming from both her parents, Hermione stepped in the emereld flames and for the second time that day shouted, "Zabini manor"
Arriving in her new home Hermione found the living room to be empty, looking around Hermione saw her little brother who was just staring at her. She smiled shyly and he said in total awe, "Are you my big sister?"