Summary: What if Hermione Jean Granger didn't find out she was a witch when she was 11? What if she was related to Blaise Zabini and engaged to Malfoy who feels he knows her from somewhere? Better yet, what if her best friends were a part of the world she never knew of, but was part of who she was? Even better still, what if she fell in love with Professor Severus Snape?

Hermione Granger/Lyla Zabini

Jane Granger

Cory Granger

Isabelle Zabini

Joshua Zabini

Marcus, Blaise, Allie, Casey, and Michael Zabini

Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco Malfoy

Theodore, Joanne, Theo Jr. and Chase Nott

Harry Potter

Ron, Ginny, Fred and George Weasley

Severus Snape

Kyle King (vocals), Brian Higgins (bass), David Todd (drums)

Chapter 1

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, the time always get home from school. I was heading up my room to finish my summer homework before my parents got home at five, as usual, when I heard my mom say, "Hermione, darling, please come into the sitting room." I was puzzled as to why my mother was home two hours early. What I didn't know was that walking into that room would change my life forever.

"Mom, I was just going to do my summer homework so I could read and relax all summer. Jenny and I are going to a party later. The guys and I are playing. I think this is going to be our biggest gig yet."

I then realized there were four dark haired people sitting on our couch. They all had odd eye colors too. There were three men and one woman. The woman had long, black hair and turquoise eyes. The older gentleman had shorter, black hair and orange eyes, while the younger men had hot pink and bright yellow eyes. "Hello, I'm Hermione," I greeted.

"Hello, Hermione," said the woman. "My name is Isabelle Zabini. This is my husband, Joshua," she pointed to the man with orange eyes, "and my sons, Marcus," he had the hot pink eyes, "and Blaise," of course he had the yellow eyes. I shook each of their hands. I felt an odd connection with Marcus and Blaise.

"It's nice to meet you," I said. "Is there something you needed, Mom?" I asked. I saw tears in her eyes. "Mom, is something wrong? Did something happen to Daddy?"

"No, sweetie. Dad's fine. He's at work," Mom assured me.

"Then what's wrong?" I questioned.

"Hermione, darling, you were adopted," my mom told me. "The Zabinis are your real family, and they would like you to go back to their house with them."

"Hermione," began Mrs. Zabini, "I know this is hard for you, but we would really like to have you back with us…to be a real family again."

"Why did you give me away?" I asked. Isabelle opened her mouth to answer, but I said, "Sorry, but can you hold that thought?" I opened my cell phone and dialed a number.

(A/N: Bold: Hermione Italics: Brian)

Hello?

Hey, Bri.

Hey, Babe. What's up?

Can we reschedule practice?

Why?

I have company over and I don't know how long they'll be here.

OK. Do you want me to come over later?

I'll text you

Alright. Play loud…

Rock on…

"Band mates for life," we finished at the same time.

"Bye," I said. "Sorry. I didn't want to get interrupted when we were talking. I was expecting someone to come over. So, why did you get rid of me?"

"We didn't want you to leave us," started Joshua.

"Your father and I kind of took you," said my "mother".

"So you admit it?!" Blaise roared standing up.

"Yes. Cory and I had wanted a baby so much. We were unable to conceive. We just wanted a baby. While we were out, we saw a big family. There were five children. We found a girl out of the bunch who was young enough to forget her real parents, and we took her. A man came to our house a week later and waved a stick over her and her hair and eye color changed along with some physical features. Seven years later, a letter came. We knew we couldn't send her because we thought she would find her real family there."

"You're right. We had all our children spread out to all the different schools to look for her," said Isabelle.

"Listen, this is all a lot to take in. How about the boys stay the night to help me pack, and you come and pick us up tomorrow?"

"Alright. We'll see you at eleven."

"OK," said the boys while I just said, "Sweet."

We said our good-byes and headed up to my room. "Who did you talk to before? And what did you mean by you're playing and a gig?" asked Marcus.

"I was talking to my boyfriend about band practice before a big party tonight. I'm in a band and we're the entertainment for the end of school party," during this time, we made it to my room and were sitting on my bed. I had also pulled out my phone and texted Brian. "So tell me about yourselves."

"Wait, what did you do?" asked Blaise.

"I told my friends that the coast was clear," I explained.

"Oh," said Marcus. "Anyway, I go to Durmstrang, I don't have a favorite color, I like all colors in the rainbow, and my boyfriend's name is David."

"Oh, so you're gay?" I asked.

"Yeah, is there a problem with that?" he snapped.

"No, not at all. One of my band mates is gay."

"Cool."

"Blaise, your turn."

"I go to Hogwarts, my best friend is Draco Malfoy, my favorite color is bright yellow, and I'm the number two bad-ass at school."

"Who's number one?" I asked.

"Draco," Blaise and Marcus said together.

My brothers fell off the bed when the band made their presence known. "What the bloody hell was that?!" asked Blaise.

"It's probably my band mates."

I went and opened the window and three guys crawled in. "Hey, baby," one of the guys said. He was six feet tall with blonde hair, green eyes, and a killer six pack.

He pulled me into a hug and gave me a kiss. "Hey, Brian. Sorry I had to cancel practice. We had company. We still do, but I'm sure your being here is no problem, is it boys?"

"No problem," said Blaise. "Good to see you, Bri-man. How's your summer going?"

"It's going good, mate. How do you know our girl here?" asked Brian.

"She's our sister," said Marcus.

"What?!" exclaimed all of my band mates.

"Oh, yeah. The Grangers kidnapped me when I was little. My real family found me today. I don't know how," I explained.

"But y'all look nothing alike," said Kyle. Kyle plays the acoustic guitar and sings lead vocals. He's 6'2" and moved here from Texas last year. Kyle has light brown hair and blue eyes that scream, "Hug me! You know you want to."

"He has a good point," said David. David's 5'11" with brown hair and brown eyes. He plays the drums and, like Marcus, he's gay.

"I might have gotten all of the recessive genes in the family," I explained.

"That's possible, but the possibility-" Kyle started but got cut off by Marcus.

"Kyle, shut up. Gods, you're such a know-it-all!"

"Wait, do you all know each other?" I asked.

"Yeah, well Brian and I know each other from school," said Blaise.

"David and I are dating," said Marcus, "and Kyle hangs with us because he can't make any other friends with that weird Texas accent."

"Ha, ha. Very funny, dude," Kyle taunted. We all laughed.

"So, how come I've never heard of Durmstrang or Hogwarts?" I asked after I calmed down.

"Oh, it's a school for magic," said Blaise.

"You're a witch," said Marcus.

AN: Hey everyone! I hope you read the new Author's Note. I'm going to change it so that it's the first chapter of this story since I'm changing some things. Some of the changes won't happen until a little later in the story, but I wanted to repost this just in case. I hope you enjoy the changes I have made.