I'm dreadfully sorry for the long update. I had a bit of writer's block and I had to figure out where I wanted the story to go from here. I loved the reviews I've received so thank you guys. One review made me smile though and it was one that commented about the different adoption stories out there. I love those stories, but the main reason I wrote this one was because I wanted a plausible adoption story and not the ones that everything magically happens and everyone is magically okay with everything. This in my mind is how I see it happening. Thank you for sticking with the story and enjoy =).

Chapter Eleven – Whenever Your World Comes Crashing Down

Hermione sighed. It had been a week since Blaise found out that she was his sister and nothing had changed since then. Pansy had stopped being her usual outgoing, loving self and was quiet and thoughtful instead. She couldn't blame Pansy for being that way though, she missed Blaise and it was understandable. They never did say that they loved each other and it was a waste. There was a war going on and time was limited and precious. You needed to make the most out of it.

She still wasn't talking to Draco and she was okay with that for right now. There was always so much going on with them that it was nice to have a break. Her life didn't have any drama, except for the adoption thing. Hermione wondered if Blaise had told Draco, but she figured Draco would have brought it up to her. It was strange, but Draco and Emma stopped hanging out. It was like Emma repulsed Draco and Hermione was glad. That girl was more trouble than she was worth.

Emma had also been keeping a low profile lately. Whenever Emma saw her in the hallway, she would glare at her and then look away. It was like she wanted nothing to do with her and it made Hermione happy. She often saw her with Harry and Ron huddled in a corner talking in secret. A part of her still wished to know what was going on, but in a way she was happy. Hermione could enjoy life obliviously and making every moment count.

Hermione grabbed her books and left for class, hoping that something better would come along. Something was prickling at her brain and she suddenly had an idea of what to do. Hermione had a lot of time to spare lately because of the fights and part of her wanted to participate in the war. She didn't know what was going on anymore, because Harry and Ron didn't confide in her anymore. What she did remember though was what they had told her before everything happened. Hoping that was enough to go on, she arrived in class and started planning everything out.

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Draco was laying on his bed in thought. It had been around a week since he had last talked to Hermione. He missed her, but he knew he screwed up badly. He wanted to ask Blaise for advice, but Blaise was distant lately and didn't seem to be on speaking terms with Hermione. Draco couldn't blame him though, he was taking the fight with Pansy quite hard. He wished he could kick himself. If it wasn't for his stupid mistake, they would still be together. Pansy had been royally pissed off when she found out that he had slept with Emma. She had given him the silent treatment and refused to acknowledge him. Draco wasn't stupid. He knew that whatever caused them to have that huge fight was related to him and Emma. There had to be a way to fix it. He needed to start redeeming himself. The only question was how? There didn't seem like anything could make up for what he did. Draco wished he knew what was going on with everyone else though and hoped that everything would be alright. He knew he didn't deserve Hermione, but he hoped that she would still be his friend after this.

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Pansy was miserable. Blaise refused to talk to her and she could remember the moment he entered the room and overheard her and Hermione's conversation. She understood Blaise's anger, but she wished that he would let her explain. All she had left from that night were the flowers he dropped that she had so carefully collected off the floor. Her heart clenched as she thought of the look of betrayal that had crossed his face. Determined not to be weak anymore, she blinked the tears away. Pansy realized that she had to stop acting like this. It had been a week and her father had always taught her that she couldn't let one bad thing keep her from being happy. Blaise needed space and she had to give it to him. That was the only way that he could ever forgive her and then she could tell him how she felt. She was utterly and completely in love with Blaise Zabini.

Picking up her stuff, she left to go find Hermione. She had to remember that it was also hard on her and that she wasn't alone in this. Pansy had to protect her from Draco. She was still pissed that he would sleep with the dumb slut in the first place. Getting a sexually transmitted disease was written all over her and how he missed that she didn't know. Pansy felt kind of bad that she had lied to Hermione and said that Draco had made a bet, but it would hurt her more to know the truth. She was tired of her best friend getting hurt constantly and if she could prevent any of it she would. Each time she saw Emma in the hallway she wanted to throttle her, but she decided that she shouldn't get in trouble because someone had to look out for her best friend.

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Blaise Zabini sat down with his head in his hands. His dark hair was messier than usual and his clothes were creased in a number of places. If you looked closely you could tell that bags ringed his eyes and that he had lost most of the colour in his face. He was barely recognizable to his peers and had stopped going to classes recently. The professors hadn't noticed yet, because he kept more to himself, but they were bound to ask questions soon.

He could feel a faint breeze surround him in the isolated area it the castle he found himself in. It was his secret place that he could just hide when he needed to. Not even Draco or Pansy knew about this spot.

Blaise blinked back tears and thought about everything. His whole life had been a lie. Blaise was beyond angry at his parents. They conveniently forgot to tell him that he had a twin sister. He had no idea how he felt about it either. On one hand he was ecstatic because his sister was one of his best friends, Hermione Granger, but at the same time he hated the very idea that he had a sister. He had lived his entire life on his own. It had been him, Draco, and Pansy against the world. When Draco's parents died, they stuck together. They grieved equally. They were his brother and his sister, but Pansy had eventually grown more than that. How could he bring someone else into the picture? Hermione would never understand the way that Draco and Pansy did. She was never there when his parents were never there. Hermione would come into his life thinking that life was perfect, when it was anything but. This had all become too much.

He couldn't tell Draco anymore either. Ever since he had found out the history between Draco and Hermione, he knew he couldn't go to him. He was too biased. Blaise's first choice would be Pansy, because she completely understood everything, but she had known before him. Not only had Pansy known, but she didn't tell him. How could he trust her again? This was his life that she was messing with. She was his girlfriend. There had to be honesty and trust. He couldn't deny it. He missed her terribly. There felt like there was something missing.

Blaise couldn't even look at Draco either. He had slept with Emma when he knew how much trouble that would get him into. Hermione had become one of his best friends and he had set out to hurt her. Draco knew deep down what he was doing.

He groaned when he thought of Hermione again. How was it possible that she was his sister? They looked nothing alike. She liked books and was brave where he was a coward. How ironic was his life? The girl that Draco was in love with, Pansy was best friends with, and that he became friends with was the person to turn out to be his sister? Blaise hadn't written to his parents yet. He was scared to know the truth. He didn't even know what to do about Hermione. No matter how much he wanted to welcome her, something was stopping him. Soft footsteps approached him and he expected to be face to face with Pansy or Hermione. To his surprise it was Ginny Weasley.

"What are you doing here," Blaise growled.

Ginny sat down beside him, "What are you doing here? Aren't there classes for you to attend?"

"Yeah, so? How is that any of your business?" he snapped at her.

"Hey, don't give me that. I've noticed that you haven't been showing up to classes and that Pansy looks like a mess. What's going on?" Ginny asked him kindly.

"Don't worry about it," he said flatly.

Ginny sighed, "You can talk to me Blaise. I won't tell anyone, I promise."

"If you do I will kill you. Pansy and I broke up," he admitted.

"What happened?" she asked quietly.

Blaise looked up at the ceiling, "She kept something from me. It has to do with Hermione."

Ginny thought for a few minutes, when she finally realized something, "There was only one thing bothering Hermione when she hung out with us. She's adopted. What does that have to do with you?"

"Hermione is my sister," Blaise admitted reluctantly.

"That's great!" Ginny smiled, but noticed that Blaise didn't look happy, "Aren't you happy?"

He looked at her incredulously, "Why would I be happy? I have a sister that I didn't know about my whole life! Out of nowhere, I'm not an only child. My parents decided to not tell me I had a sibling out there. It changes everything. Worse, Pansy knew and didn't tell me. She decided to be there for Hermione and not me," Blaise ranted angrily.

"Blaise, look at me. It's going to be alright. Don't look at me like that. It will be. You have to look at it from another angle. You found out your best friend is your sister. Not only that, but Hermione gets along with Draco and Pansy. Maybe there's a reason that your parents didn't tell you. You should ask them about it. When Hermione told us, she didn't know who her family was, but she wasn't happy about it at first either. It tore at her, because she was filled with doubts. She loved her parents and when they died she was so upset about it, but her parents, after she found out, wanted her to find her biological family. It must have been such a relief to her when she found out that you were her brother," Ginny told him, "I know her. She would've been terrified to tell her and Pansy was probably pushing her to tell you. You can't just not talk to them. You need to talk to them and your parents so you figure everything out."

He sat there quietly looking at the wall in front of him while he processed everything she said. Ginny was right about everything, but he couldn't help but think that Pansy had betrayed him. She should have told him. What was he supposed to say to his parents? To Hermione?

"Just talk to Hermione. All you need to start with is Hi and the rest will follow, trust me. She will be able to answer your questions and you can answer hers. Knowing her, she has a million. If you aren't sure about Pansy, then give it a bit of time before you decide. You should also talk to Draco about it, because he should know. You need your friends," she told him seriously.

"Thank you Red, for everything. I really needing the sense knocked into me, didn't I?" Blaise laughed weakly.

Ginny smiled, "Yeah, just a little bit. You'll be okay, I know you will be."

Blaise hugged her, "Thanks to you, I might be. If you need my help, you know where to find me."

He turned away from her and started walking to his dorm. Blaise really needed to clean himself up and he decided he should listen to what Red had to say. When she had become Red to him, he had no clue, but he decided that it fit. It must have been just then when she had gained his trust. Smiling to himself, he decided that he had a lot of things to fix. He would start with Hermione and Draco, then he would focus on Pansy.

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Classes were now over and Hermione was relieved. Walking on eggshells was difficult, especially in class. Blaise had been missing classes for awhile, but she was surprised to see him in the afternoon. He looked healthy and refreshed somehow, if that made sense. She was happy for him, but sad at the same time. Hermione honestly missed him, he had become one of her best friends. To find out he was her brother had surprised her, but she was relieved at the same time. At least they would get along, or so she thought.

She still felt bad that Blaise and Pansy had broken up. They had been so right for each other, but she had come between them. If only her and Pansy had known that would happen, she wouldn't have depended on Pansy as much. That was a lie, if Pansy hadn't been around, who knows where she would be right now. Pansy was a huge reason that Hermione was where she was right now. Hermione wished that she could help Pansy out somehow.

Shaking her head, she walked to the library to work on her plan. Harry had told her and Ron about the horcruxes and she planned to do some research on it to help him. He didn't deserve it, but the world did. As she turned the corner, she saw Draco walk out of the library. He hadn't seen her, but her heart clenched as she saw him. Hermione honestly wished that things were simpler. She wanted to tell him about the adoption, Blaise, and Pansy, but she couldn't. They were too far apart from each other now.

After arriving to the library, she went to the restricted section that wasn't restricted for her. Being Head Girl had its benefits. Hermione searched the book shelf for any hints to what she was looking for. Searching book after book, she was becoming desperate. There had to be some hint to what she was looking for. Something had to go right, when everything around her was going wrong. Giving up, she threw a book down.

"What did that book ever do to you?" a deep voice asked her.

Hermione didn't need to turn to know who it was, "It didn't give me what I needed."

Draco sat beside her, "And what is it you need?"

"If I told you I'd have to kill you," she joked, but was surprised he suddenly decided to talk to her.

"What's going on though? You only do this when you're frustrated or sad," he commented.

Hermione sighed, "I wish I could tell you, but it's not my place."

"I accept that. Can I tell you something? I don't want to lose you though..." Draco trailed off.

"I know about the bet. Pansy told me about it. That's not why they broke up," she explained.

He looked at her confused, "What bet?"

"The one about me. She told me that's why you guys were fighting in the common room. Isn't that why?" she innocently asked.

Draco sighed, "No, even when she's mad at me she tries to protect us. I have to be honest with you, because i need to change. I can't keep doing this. I understand if you hate me, just let me finish, then you can walk away."

"Why are you so sure I'll walk away?" Hermione asked him.

"Because 'Mione, you'll hate what I've done to you. I had sex with Emma. I'm so sorry, if I could take it back I would," he said bluntly expecting an angry outburst.

The silence seemed never ending to Draco, so much that he was scared to face Hermione. He had never planned to tell her this soon or even now, but he had seen her glance at him when he left the library. He missed her and he would be lucky to get even her friendship after this bomb he had just laid on her. Draco didn't mean to sound so blunt either, but he had no idea how to admit something like that.

"Please say something," Draco pleaded as he turned to look at her.

Her teary gaze turned towards him, "What do you want me to say to that Draco? I honestly have nothing to say. How many times are you going to keep doing things like this?" she asked him quietly, "I keep waiting for you to grow out of it. I love you and I think I always will, but you keep hurting me. I've never done anything to you, why can't you stop hurting me?"

The pain in her voice was evident in her reply and it hurt him. He was the one that deserved to be hurting right now, not her. Draco sat there wishing he knew what to say. He didn't know why he kept hurting her, but he knew he was going to stop.

"I'm sorry, I mean it. I don't know what I want you to say, but anything is better than this silence. It's unbearable. I will grow out of it. I'm starting to with this. I need you, but I need to be able to look at you without feeling guilty. I don't know why I'm such a mess up. I want to be able to blame someone, but I can't. Is there anything I can do?" Draco asked her, not knowing what to say.

Hermione looked at him with tears running down her face, but she left them there. He wished she would wipe them away, because it made things worse. He held her as she cried everything out, knowing that he was the cause of her pain. She clutched on to him, because she knew that she couldn't talk to him after awhile no matter how much she would want to. There was too much going on and she was tired of hurting. She said something, but it was muffled. This would be the only time she could tell him and he needed to know what was going on. Not because he deserved it, but Blaise needed someone and she just needed to talk about it.

"What was that?" he asked her gently.

She pulled away from him and looked into his eyes, "I have something to tell you too."

Worried, Draco paid full attention, "What is it?"

"Please don't hate me. I'm not a muggleborn. I found out this summer that I was adopted. That's what Pansy has been helping me with this year," Hermione admitted to him.

"I could never hate you Hermione Granger. Do you know who your biological family is?" he asked her.

"The Zabinis," she replied softly, scared to look at him, "That's why Blaise and Pansy aren't talking. Pansy and I found out together. She was pushing me to tell him, but after the fight she told me not to. He overheard everything and hasn't talked to us since," Hermione explained sadly.

Draco sighed, "That's a lot to handle. How are you? It's my fault and I've been such a bad friend to Blaise. Where is he? I should find him, he can't be taking this well."

"I'm better off than Blaise is, but I'm hurt that he won't talk to me. I understand, but I'm so confused. I don't know what this means at all. I'm Hermione Granger, how can I be anyone else?" she told him worriedly.

"It's going to be alright. He just needs time to process everything. You've know that you were adopted for a lot longer than he's known he has a sister. Just give him space and wait for him to come to you. No one is expecting you to be anyone else than who you are. You don't need to be Hermione Granger or Hermione Zabini, you can just be Hermione, if that makes sense. I feel like such an idiot for being caught up in my own stuff. I need you to know that you can always come to me, even if we're fighting. Hell, we can hate each other, but I still want you to come to me with this kind of stuff. I'll always be here for you," he promised.

Hermione smiled sadly, "Thanks. Thank you for everything, but you should go find Blaise and make sure he's alright."

Draco sensed his dismissal and recorded this moment into his brain, because he wasn't sure what was going to happen after this. He left her alone, surrounded by a mess of books. Draco needed to find his best friend to make sure he was alright.

A half hour, Hermione was still in the library. She was putting all the books scattered around her away. If anyone looked closely though, they would see the tears in her eyes. Hermione guessed she wasn't angry at Draco because she had expected something like this to happen all along. All she felt was disappointment. She wasn't mad at Pansy for lying either, because she knew that she just wanted to protect her. He had just broken her heart once again when she had trusted him. Hermione was surprised she wasn't a mess, but then again, it hadn't quite sunk in yet.

Before Draco had left, she needed to get the adoption off her chest. They used to be quite close and she wanted to reach out and depend on him. It was just a normal reaction for her. He knew what she needed and let her get it off her chest, but he also knew when it was best to leave. Hermione was thankful for that. She didn't know how long she could take knowing that even though Emma had been keeping a low profile lately, she had achieved something against her once more. She had just finished putting away the last book when another voice interrupted her.

"May I sit here?" Blaise politely asked.

She covered her surprise and relief, "Yeah sure."

"I have to apologize with the way I left things with you. I know that I shouldn't have eavesdropped, but Hermione, when were you going to tell me?" he asked in a hurt voice.

"I'm sorry you had to hear it that way Blaise. I was going to tell you, but I didn't know how to bring it up. I had just found out about it too. Don't hate Pansy for that, She has been helping with the adoption since we became friends. We had no idea it would mean what it did," Hermione explained.

"I understand that, but how? How is this possible? I've been an only child my whole life and to find this out so late, well it's hard. I don't know what to do with this. On one hand, you're one of my best friends, but on the other hand, i just found out you're my sister. Could you tell me what I'm supposed to do?" Blaise asked her frustrated.

Hermione smiled weakly at him, "I'm not sure what you're supposed to do or even what I'm supposed to do. You're one of my best friends too and I was honestly happy to find out you were my brother out of everyone that it could've been. You've looked out for me this year and protected me when I needed it. I don't plan on intruding on your family just because I lost mine. The Grangers, my mum and dad, will always be my parents. They raised me. I honestly just wanted to know where I came from. Now that I know, I'm done. You can do what you want with this information. Your mother left me this. This is how I found out you were my brother."

Hermione left a confused Blaise with the letter to find Pansy. She wanted to fill her in on everything that had happened and to check on her.

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Pansy finished eating her dinner by herself, since none of her dumb friends decided to show up. They weren't dumb, but she was just frustrated with everything. Blaise still refused to acknowledge her, Draco was off doing who knows what, and Hermione was probably doing Head duties. She stood up and walked out of the Great Hall proudly. There was no way she was going to show how insecure she actually was. Deciding to take a detour, she went down a hallway she had never gone down before. Pansy just really need to think things out. What did she want right now?

She wanted Blaise, she knew that, but she had betrayed him in some way. Maybe she just needed this space to figure out where she wanted things to go with Blaise. That was the thing about him, he always focused on the present. He thought that we should remember the past, live the present, and forget about the future, because it would come right away. All she knew was that she loved being with him. He calmed her down in a way that no one had before. Blaise also knew everything there was to know about her. He was there when she had been destructive and helped her move on from that. Whenever she had doubts, she could always go to him and he would tell her she was silly and reassure her. Blaise was honestly her best friend, more so than Draco was. That's why it killed her that she had hurt him.

Pansy knew she had done the right thing by staying with Hermione, but she wished things could have been different. She knew that Blaise was also freaking out, because of how serious things had gotten between them for the past month.

A sound shook her out of her thoughts and she paid attention to her surroundings. It was a dark hallway, because of its seldom use, and she swore that she wasn't alone there. Her first instinct was to light up the hallway with her wand, but she knew that it would only work to her disadvantage. Pansy backed up towards the wall, scanning the area, when she bumped into something. She fell on top of it and only then she decided to brighten up the hallway.

She was currently on top of a messy Harry Potter who looked just about as confused as she was.

"Potter!" Pansy exclaimed angrily, "What do you think you're doing here!"

"I don't have to answer to you Parkinson. The better question is what you're doing here. No one else knows about this hallway. Off to meet your death eater boyfriend?" Harry replied smugly.

Pansy pushed herself off of him and kicked him in the shin, "First of all, you don't know me. Second of all, he's not a death eater. Third, he's not my boyfriend. Fourth, you don't know me."

Harry backed away from her holding his hands up defensively, "Chill out. I was just kidding around. Look I'm sorry, truce?"

She looked at him and at their surroundings wondering if he had a plan up his sleeve, "Okay truce, but no funny business. If you try anything on me, I'll make sure I'll kill you."

"Stand in line," Harry laughed weakly.

It was only then that Pansy realized that he had bags under his eyes and that he looked paler than normal. She forgot that he was Voldemort's main target and with his friends fighting and breaking up with his girlfriend, he must have been more than stressed.

"You okay Potter? You look a little pale there," Pansy asked him.

"I'll be fine, don't worry about it," he replied, "How's Hermione?"

"She's alright no thanks to you," she answered defensively.

Harry sat down again before he answered, "I know. I messed up. I could use every excuse in the world, but I was a jerk. I should have trusted what she had to say over what Ron said. I know he gets jealous easily and that sometimes he doesn't think. Hermione was the one who stuck by me no matter what, even when Ron wasn't there. Emma is the biggest joke ever too."

"I know," Pansy snorted, "I can't believe it took the boy-who-lived so long to figure it out. I'm so mad at Draco for sleeping with the dumb bitch. Who hasn't she slept with?"

"Don't look at me, I'm guilty," Harry said indifferently.

She was completely disgusted, "You're kidding right? That's so nasty. So she had sex with you, Ron, and Draco. I hope to god she doesn't get pregnant. Wait... does Ron even know?"

"That would suck, I regret it. She's just so manipulative that it just happens. Not yet, but he'll probably find out eventually," he replied.

"You know that you're pretty much going to be friendless right?" Pansy stated the obvious.

Harry sighed, "It's better this way, trust me."

Pansy sat down beside him in thought. There was really no reason for her to be there, but she was curious. There was something that he wasn't telling her and she was determined to figure it out. Why was he purposely becoming the bad guy when he was the hero?

"Why? No offence, but wouldn't you want to have your friends around?" she asked him curiously.

"So they could die? I'm protecting them this way. I admit that I've been screwing up a lot lately with Hermione, Ginny, and Ron, but this honestly works out. Now they can live their lives and never look back. I made a mistake trusting Emma and look how that turned out? She hurt Hermione, my best friend, and Ginny, the woman I love. If I can trust someone like that so easily, it means that Voldemort could send anyone to hurt the people that I care about and gain my trust. I'm only human, how can I save the world from him?" Harry ranted.

Pansy looked at him, "You're honestly the stupidest person that I've met Potter. You need them because they care about you just as much as you love them. I've made mistakes before and I've pushed everyone I cared about away. It didn't work. I was so alone and if Blaise and Draco hadn't been there for me when they were, I don't know what would've happened. If Hermione hadn't become my friend this year, I would probably be miserable. You need your friends, especially if you want to take on someone as evil as him. It's not too late to fix your mistakes."

"Thanks for the compliment," Harry replied sarcastically, "I know, it sucks being alone. If I have to do it to keep them alive though, I'll do it."

"You're stubborn, look, the only way you'll win is if you have people to depend on. I'm just telling you the truth. I've seen the dark side and I've seen the light. That's what keeps the light side winning. The fact that we care about what happens to people. To everyone under Voldemort, they're all disposable. You should fix your mistake okay?" Pansy told him wearily.

"I'll think about it," he grumbled.

"Good," she replied.

"What happened between you and Zabini?" he asked curiously.

"I had to help Hermione with something, but it involved him and he overheard us talking about it. Blaise was pissed and refuses to even acknowledge that I exist. I understand though, it was something huge that I kept from him. I just wish he would let me explain," Pansy explained.

"He'll come around eventually, you just have to be patient," Harry told her.

"But I miss him. Want to know something funny?" she asked him.

"What?" Harry replied.

"Who would have pictured us having a civil conversation?" Pansy answered.

"If someone would have told me that this morning I would have thought they were crazy," he admitted.

"Me too," she agreed, "I know I can't even imagine the things you're dealing with right now with Voldemort and everything else, but if you need someone to talk to, I guess you could come to me. Wouldn't want the boy-who-lived to be all alone."

Harry knew that was her way of saying that he could somewhat depend on her, "Thanks Parkinson. I really appreciate that. I know you have Draco, Blaise, and Hermione right now, but I'm here too."

"Well, I should probably go find Hermione. I'll see you around Potter," Pansy said as she walked from the way she came from leaving Harry with a mixture of thoughts.

Pansy was surprised that she somewhat trusted Potter now, but again, you could never have too many friends. He honestly seemed to realize that he made mistakes. It would be difficult living in the public's eye and not being allowed to make mistakes. Honestly, her guards were down and she hoped that he wasn't playing her for a fool. She needed to talk to Hermione soon to let her know about it, because not only did she deserve to know, but she needed a friend to listen.

This is mostly a filler chapter, but it was a chapter that was needed to explain how everyone felt and was dealing with everything. I'm not going to tell you my final decision about the pairings, because that would just give the story away and I want to play with it a little.

Thank you all for replying with who you thought should end up together. I had to lay foundations in this story so I could move the story along in the direction it needs to go in. In most adoption stories, Blaise or Hermione's sibling accepts the news right away, but I honestly don't think that's realistic. If you found out you had a sibling your age, how would you react?

Emma will start appearing in the next chapters again. I want to thank you guys for following this story even with the long updates. I love receiving your reviews, because I have changed the story a bit to suit you guys. Your opinions mean a lot to me =).

Let me know what you think of this chapter. Love it? Hate it? What would you like to see happen in the next few chapters? Thanks for the reviews =).