Author's Note: Just wrote this. I know its not really long but that's the way I want them. Their easier to write and I'm able to update sooner. So hope you enjoy. Some things will get cleared up soon. Love, Mimi

Chapter 3

Hermione breathed in and out trying to calm down as she looked at the shocked faces of her parents. She couldn't help but feel furious and lied to.

She had always believed that her parents could talk to her about anything and that no secrets needed to be kept between them. But apparently she was wrong.

She just couldn't believe it, she was related to Malfoy for Merlin's sake. And she though her life had sucked before. Now her life was totally and completely in the toilet.

She walked slowly out of the fireplace keeping her eyes on her parents who had the deer in the head lights looks, and she asked once again this time with a much calmer voice,

" Why didn't you tell me I was adopted? That I was a Black?"

She saw her parents look at each other and her father took a deep breath.

"Okay honey, sit down and we'll tell you all we know."

Hermione sat across from her dad's recliner as her mom stayed up uncertain on where to sit.

Hermione being a level headed person smiled at her and patted the space besides her.

Jean looked gratefully at her daughter and took the seat and nodded a John to begin his tale.

John once again took a deep breath and began,

" Your mother and I first met at a pure-blood ball when we were five, still too young to know if we had magical powers or not.

We lived in France with our grandparents since our parents had died in an accident, I was a Belmont belonging to a long line of pureblood as was your mother, a Bontecou.

We were placed on an arranged marriage when we were born and grew up together as a couple. Yet as our eleventh birthday grew near and no magical powers showed our families became increasingly afraid of what people would say when they found out about their squib children.

Our grandfathers wanted to get rid of us, wanting nothing to do with non-magical children who in their minds were almost as worse as muggleborns. When our grandmothers found out about our fathers plot to kill us they took matters into their own hands. My grandmother, Anais, took me from our manner and we met your mother and her grandmother at a port where they sent us to here, to Britain to a muggle orphanage not far from where the Black home was situated.

Before we left we were told about our squib parents and how they had died by our grandfathers hands. We stayed there until I turned eighteen and married your mother, by then we both had decided to become dentists and were completely in love. As we began to study in university we lived near the orphanage and one day we meet the young Regulus Black who had gotten lost. Your mother and I recognized him for what he was from the beginning, a wizard, for even though we had been abandoned at that young age we still remembered the life we used to have .

We gained his trust by telling him of our background and we became friends. We took him home where his parents almost threw us out of her house, God but that woman had a temper. Anyway, over time Regulus became closer to us coming to us almost everyday until he had to attend Hogwarts. Over time we found out about his parents pureblood believes and his as well as his brothers disobedience, and his mothers disappointment.

We stopped seeing him when he turned fourteen as his believes of pureblood supremacy increased and we no longer fit into his world. We missed him of course, he had become like the son we never had. After a while things began to go back to normal as we opened our own dentistry business and began to plan for a child but it soon became apparent that we were unable to conceive. We had finally given up hope of having children and we were going to look into adoption when Regulus came into our lives once more.

It was on September 21, 1979 when he came in the dead of night apparating into the backyard carrying a precious bundle." John smiled as the memory appeared in his mind. " Your mother opened the door instantly recognizing him without trouble, we hadn't seem him in years and by that time he had to be eighteen but he looked the almost the same as the last time we saw him, I suppose just more tired and more maturity.

He walked into our living room and handed you to your mom and told us how he came to have you. He told us about you mother, someone named Jean Smith, who had died at a Death Eater raid and how he had found you all alone. He told us that you needed to be kept safe because you were his niece and the key to the survival of the Black line and how as a Death Eater he would be unable to keep you safe.

He told us to take care of you until he returned and that if he was unable to return we should raise you as our daughter. He looked at you once before standing up and leaving the house. Your mother and I fell in love instantly and knew that no matter what you were our daughter. A few months passed and we lived with the fear that Regulus would come back or something horrible would happen to you.

We stayed in that house for another year awaiting news on Regulus until we heard he had disappeared. We decided that the best course of action would be to take you to his brother Sirius, but just as we were about to do so we heard the news that he had been arrested for killing some defenseless muggles and betraying his friends.

We saw no other solution so we moved houses and began the adoption process. You became our daughter legally about two months later. And as they say the rest is history. We wanted to tell you the truth but we really didn't know how to explain it to you when you were so little so we decided to wait until you were older, and then your Hogwarts letter came, and with all the confusion we felt that it was best to wait until you came back for break but then you had made friends and we didn't want to take a chance on ruining the little peace you had found in the wizarding world.

We were actually going to tell you today on your eighteen birthday and let you decided what you wanted to do until we got home and read that you had gone to the Malfoy's house and we knew that he had found out the truth."

The room stayed in an awkward silence as John tried to catch his breath while Jean sobbed next to Hermione, as she remained unmoving staring of into space trying to get her brain to catch up with all the information she had just been told.

She was snapped out of it when her mom in a soft hesitant small voice asked, " Do you hate us very much honey?"

Hermione stared down at the mother with a soft calming smile and said, " No mom, I could never hate you," she looked across the room to her dad, " I could never hate either of you. You kept me when you certainly didn't have to and raised me as your own daughter giving me all the love I could possible want or in that case need. I just over reacted, and I'm sorry for screaming I should have kept calm and levelheaded instead of assuming the worst."

She smiled at both of them expressing all the love she felt for them in that smile because she knew that even though they shared no blood they were her real parents.

And sure she felt extremely sorry that she had never met her biological mother Jean Smith and truly gotten to know her biological father Regulu………………………

Her mind backtracked to a word in her dad's whole speech. She looked at her parents with wide eyes and asked, "Did you say niece?"

Her parents looked at each other and then at her as in a questioning manner.

She asked again, " Did you say niece? Regulus was my UNCLE?" she almost screamed.

Her parents were taken aback but answered, "Yes, Regulus was your uncle?"

" But..but…..bu…..that means that Siri…..Siriu……Sirius,

is my biological fath….!" she stuttered unable to finish.

And this time it was her mom that completed her sentence, "..father, yes, Regulus Black was you uncle and Sirius Black is your biological father.

Although I'm sure you don't have to worry I heard he died a while back no."

Except, Hermione though he wasn't, not really. Because Sirius Black had came back from the veil about two months ago, Sirius Black was her father, Sirius Black was at Grimmauld's place with Harry……….

Oh Merlin Harry! How was she ever going to explain this to Harry?

Yet her mind froze as her parents windows shattered with a force she had only heard in the final battle. A maniac laugh made every person, plus Crookshanks, feel their insides freeze as two sets of green lights shoot out from the darkness into the Granger household.