Early Summer. The house of Lestrange family, Prague, 1998.
Hermione arrived home, in Prague, in the prison of her life. She expected to see her father and ask him about his well-being, but she couldn't find him home. It seemed strange to Hermione that Bellatrix wasn't home too. However she was decided to find Draco's letters no matter what.
Hermione began to rummage in every place of the house except her father's cabinet. She was sure that Mr Lestrange wasn't guilty and Bellatrix was the person who had hidden all the letters. Finally Hermione found a box in which the letters were. She smelled the unchanging fresh mint flavour of the parchment. The girl began reading one of the letters and her face filled with tears. Hermione wasn't still able to believe that so much time she had been so close to his letters and at the same time so far.
Hermione's sentimental moment was interrupted by some noise. She went to know what she was able to hear and she met her father.
Mr Lestrange returned from a bar in which he usually spent the biggest part of his time. The unhappy person in him began to outline more and more. His sadness was worse than a kiss of a Dementor.
"Dad!", exclaimed Hermione and hugged her father. He was a little confused, but finally hugged her back feeling a kind of happiness in his heart. "How are you?", asked Hermione.
"Well, thanks.", Mr Lestrange answered calmly, "What's with you here?".
"You see, I discovered that Bellatrix was hiding all the letters from Draco, during the last 3 years, I've just found them!", Hermione said showing him the letters.
Mr Lestrange looked at them and after some seconds exclaimed:"Draco Malfoy?! Hermione, it's Draco Malfoy?!"
"Yes, but what's wrong with this?", asked Hermione perplexed.
"Hermione, I just…I don't know how to tell you…it's an old and long story…".
"No matter how, you just have to tell me everything!", exclaimed Hermione."
"Darling, Draco Malfoy is...your brother…".
"WHAT?!"
"Well, not your brother, but your cousin…".
"But how is this possible?!", Hermione was already crying.
"Bellatrix and Narcissa, Draco's mother, are sisters.".
"No, it can't be possible! No, I can't accept that!".
"You, Bellatrix and me were living here in Prague in order to hide ourselves from the Ministry of Magic. Bellatrix and me were the followers of the Dark Lord, and we could accept our punishment, but we had come here in order to protect you! This is all I can say for the moment.", said Mr Lestrange with tears in his eyes.
"No! No! I can't believe!", Hermione was crying, "It can't be true, Dad, I love him, he can't be my cousin! No!".
Her father hugged her saying:"Forgive me for all, Hermione! For everything!".
Hermione was shocked and she wanted to come back in time and give up the idea of coming home in Prague.
Malfoy Manor, London.
"Bella?!", exclaimed Narcissa with astonishment.
"Cissy, dear!", exclaimed Bellatrix and hugged her sister.
Lucius Malfoy carefully kissed Bellatrix's hand and greeted her.
"Cissy, Lucius, we have a problem! A very big problem!", said Bellatrix and showed them the edition of the Daily Prophet on the first page of which they saw Draco and Hermione, "Seems inoffensive, but if you read the article…".
Lucius and Narcissa read the article and were shocked. They couldn't believe that the girl whom Draco presented to them was no one else but Hermione Lestrange, their so-called niece.
"Hermione has bewitched our dear Draco in some way! You should help me to separate them!", said Bellatrix.
From the upstairs Draco was watching shocked the three wizards' conversation.