16 years later today was hermione's birthday, she was 16, she wasnt awake yet. "wakey, wakey mi-mi." hermione heard her younger sister call, now she felt her jumping on her bed, she opened her eyes slightly, then closed them, the bright daylight blinded her, she waited then opened her eyes again, she rubbed them then got up, and saw her 6 year old sister Jodie, staring at her, a couple of minutes later, hermione was tickling jodie, when her mother, father and her other 2 siblings came in, none of them were magical, unlike herself, hermione felt special, she was special, well anyway, her mother walks over to her and gives her a hug as does her father. "happy birthday dear." her mother said happily, hermione looked at her other younger sister and her brother, Daniel was 12 and Phoebe was 14, hermione loved her sisters and her brother, they all looked like her, but had darker hair and only phoebe and jodie had her chocolate eyes, daniel had blue eyes, he got that off their mother, hermione and phoebe had their fathers brown eyes, hermione was more excited that she would be seeing her 2 out of 3 of her best friends in 2 weeks, ron and ginny, harry was her other best friend, but she doubted he would be there, luna was kinda a friend, so was neville, but she felt as she had special bonds with harry, ron and ginny, ginny was a year younger than her and ron and harry were both in the same year, all 3 of them were in gryffindor house, but today hermione was going to enjoy her birthday.

That day was great, they went to hermione favourite places, they went to diagon ally, to get her hogwarts things, she had received some lovely presents from her best friends and all of her friends, everything was going great, then at 9pm her parents called her downstairs, hermione was nervous, thinking maybe she had done something wrong, she sat down in her favourite chair, to notice that her mother was crying. "whats wrong mom." hermione asked concerned. "oh its nothing dear." her mother sniffs, her mother wipes her eyes with a tissue. "hermione we have to talk to you about something." her father starts. "first, we will tell you, then the story behind it." her mother finished. "what is it?" hermione asks. "well your adopted." her mother says, hermione gasps, she wasnt expecting this. "who are my parents?" hermione asks, tears threatening to fall. "well your mother was my best friend, first you should read this, then we will tell you, hermione nods, her parents give her a letter, it reads:

To my darling hermione.

Hello hermione, I bet you are really upset that you have found out that your adopted, im sorry I couldnt be with you, or anything but I was forbidden to have you, I wasnt even supposed to be in a relationship with your father, but we were together for 11 years, right now im 28, so I was 17 when I started dating your father, im no longer with your father, im being forced into marrying someone I dont love and I will always love your father, by the time you read this letter I will be 44, im sure you as beautiful as I imagine you are, I hope you dont have to crazy curls, I know that jean, has been looking after you well, I hope she got a big family, like she always wanted, I just want to say, please dont hate your parents, they love you very much, as do I, please dont get mad at them for not telling you ages ago, I told them not to tell you until your 16th birthday, I hope that you are at Hogwarts, and you were placed into the house I expected you to be in, I hope that it is Gryffindor, I have always hope you would go into that house, im sure that you might have met your father, he of course wouldnt say anything to you, when he sees you again, after your 16th birthday, he will most likely tell you that he is your father, unless something has happened, but I doubt that, he is the bravest man I have ever met, I hope I meet you again.

All my love your mother.

Bellatrix Lestrange nee Black.

Hermione gasped as soon as she saw the name bellatrix lestrange, in fact she freaked out, scaring her 'parents', she was pacing the room. "sweetheart are you ok?" her 'mother' asked. "yes im fine, just shocked, can you explain to me now." hermione says sitting down again. "yes of course." her 'mother' said. "wait, who is my father?" hermione asks quickly. "we are not allowed to tell you, we were only to tell you about your mother." her 'father' tell her, hermione nods. "im going too tell it like its a story, its the only way to explain it well 16 years ago... Jean answered the door, she saw her best friend Bellatrix Black, they had know each other since they were children, but when Bellatrix didnt come to primary school the next your, Jean worried, so she went to her house and found out that Bellatrix was a witch, Jean wasnt scared, but intrigued by it, then in the year 1981 Bellatrix was at her doorstep with a baby in her arms, Jean let her in, Jean noticed how dark her best friend looked, was wearing a black dress and everything was black, Bellatrix sat down, so did Jean a couple of minutes later. "whats going on bella?" jean asked worriedly, bellatrix remained silent, she looked down at the baby that was in her arms. "please tell us whats wrong." jean pleads, bellatrix starts to cry and gets some papers out of her bag and hands them to jean and henry. "please just sign these." bellatrix says sadly, jean and henry look at the papers, they have 'adoption papers' at the top of them, henry gets a pen and they both sign the papers, bellatrix stands up, both of them stand up too, bellatrix hands them the baby, them apparates from the house, jean and henry look at the baby, 2 days later we got a letter explaining that she was in trouble and couldnt look after you, then 9 months after that she sent another letter telling us that she wouldnt be sending us another letter, she told us to tell you and that was the last we heard of her." her 'mother' told her, hermione was shocked. "i cant believe that bellatrix lestrange is my mother." hermione sighs. "whats wrong with bellatrix?" her mother asks. "'whats wrong with bellatrix?' what isnt?" hermione says rather angrily. "please dont be angry." hermione says. "im sorry but, bellatrix lestrange is a deatheater, that escaped azkaban and attempted to kill harrys god-father sirius black, harry could have killed her, but he couldnt do it." hermione says her temper rising. "oh my, she would never kill sirius, they were really close." her mother says. "well I looked like she did when she cast the deadliest spell at him, but fortunately he moved." hermione sighs. "well im happy that he is ok, but I do know my best friend." her mother said. "im going to bed, im tired, this is way to much to handle on your 16th birthday, night." hermione said getting up, she hugs her parents and goes to bed, when she gets to her room, she finally lets the tears fall, all of that news had hurt, hermione was the daughter of a deatheater and she hated it, at least, she had no glamour charms, she would always look like she had born to the grangers, hermione was happy about that, hermione eventually cried herself to sleep that night.