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Hermione picked up her box of favourite story books. It was heavier than she expected and she dropped it on her way down the stairs. After hearing the loud crashes she expected her families to rush out but her mum just called 'are you alright 'Hermione?'

'Yes thanks I'm fine.' She called back cursing at herself as she descended the rest of the stairs. When she finally reached the kitchen door after picking her way through her many scattered books, she paused. Leaning against the wall she listened to the conversations from through the crack in the door.

'These are all of the papers you need to sign' a man she'd never heard of before said. Boring thought Hermione still she kept listening.

'Is that it?' Her father asked obviously as bored of signing things as she was listening.

'Yes' replied the strange man's voice. Eventually Hermione plucked up the courage to enter. After checking her hair in the hallway mirror she took a long deep breath and twisted the door handle. Sat at the kitchen table was her mother and father opposite her birth parents. She smiled.

'Good evening Hermione I am Mr Michael Zabini and this is my wife Mrs Alicia Zabini. We are your real parents.' They smiled so Hermione politely smiled back.

An unnerving silence followed as if no one knew what to say. Finally Dr. Granger piped up, 'have you finished packing or do you need some time. Hermione opened her mouth to say that she was finished before she remembered the large mass of scattered books she had dropped.

'My box of books broke I don't suppose you have another?' Hermione asked glad to be able to get away from the glares that her two sets of parents were giving each other.

Her mother handed her a box. Hermione gladly took it outside careful to close the door behind her. As soon as the door clicked shut, both the Zabini's and the Granger's began shouting at each other about her. Hermione listened intently while picking up all her books

'You were my best friend, I trusted you with my life. Yet you betrayed me.'

'My wife was upset when our daughter died. She never knew my intention. I only meant to...to.' Dr. Granger stopped his voice quavered before he stopped

'He told me she was from an orphanage. Please Alicia please believe me.'

'Jean I want to, oh I want to believe you, but you were my best friend. I protected you from all of the bullies at Hogwarts even though I was pureblood and you were a muggle born and rubbish at magic, you might have well been a squib.' after that comment, Mrs. Granger began to cry.

'She didn't know until recently, I only told her a week before we told Hermione.' The kitchen fell silent only the sound of Mrs Grangers sobbing lingered. Hermione flicked her hair out of her eyes carrying the heavy box to the door of the kitchen. She entered leaving the box by the dining table.

'Are you ready?' Mr. Zabini asked

'Yes I just need to bring my boxes down.'

'I'll help you Hermione' her mother stood up leaving the Zabini's with her father. A glaring competition began across the table from Mr. Zabini and Dr. Granger. Mrs. Zabini looked out of the window fiddling with a ribbon on her dress.

When they reached Hermione's room, Mrs. Granger sat on the bed and broke into a flood of tears. Hermione looked at her and hugged her. Finally after sobbing into Hermione's shoulder for over 5 minutes, Mrs. Granger stood up pulled a wand out of her cardigan pocket and sent Hermione's boxes down the stairs, then just stood staring out of the window that Hermione had looked out on for the past 16 years. Hermione reluctantly turned to the door, as she turned she thought, "That's my old life, she doesn't need you to make this any worse." and left the room. She entered the kitchen.

'I'm ready, shall we be off'

'Don't you want to say goodbye to Dr. and Mrs. Granger?'

'No. They were my old life, I don't belong in their lives and it would only hurt more.'

'We shall be off then. I will get all of your stuff.'

'Goodbye Hermione granger' whispered Hermione under her breath as she stepped in to the fire place 'ZABINI MANOR' she shouted as the Floo powder she had been given dropped and made a loud phut. Then she felt the world close in around her as two worlds joined into one. Then it was almost as if the world was made of a jelly like substance and she was dragged through. Then it all stopped and eased up. She looked around

'Hello Hermione Zabini' she said under her breath hugging her arms around herself.

Here we go this is the second chapter!

I know it's still a short one but... I am doing A-levels and ITS HARD WORK!

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