Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, just the plot and a few characters.

Last time:

I grab onto my father's arm so he could apparate. While I could do it myself I don't like it that much. I don't really like magical travel methods. I'm terrified of heights, hate the nauseous feeling from apparating and port keys, and despise the mess of the floo. If muggles got one thing right it was how to travel, cars are the way to go.

This time:

Without a word I feel that pull in my naval and the nausea sets in as soon as my feet touch solid ground in Diagon Alley. If my father wasn't holding my arm I would have fallen over I was so dizzy. Everyone gives me a worried glance. "I'm alright. This happens every time; I really don't like wizard travel of any kind. It all makes me nauseous. I just need a moment to let my stomach catch up with me. If muggles got one thing right it was the way they travel, much less motion sickness."

My brothers start laughing at me. A pure-blood witch and I can't handle wizard travel. I shoot them a small glare, which only makes them laugh more. I stick my tongue out at them and put my arm through Draco's. "If you two aren't nicer to me, I will spend the entire afternoon with Draco instead."

Draco can see what I am doing and lets go of my arm, only to put his around my waist and pull me closer to him. "I don't mind if you don't be nicer. I could spend all day with Mya and not have a problem. So, please continue with what you are doing." I grin mischievously and lean my head on Draco's shoulder. All of our parents trying not to burst out laughing.

All of us walk around for a while, stopping here and there at different stores. Sometimes window shopping or actually buying something. We spent almost an hour at the book store for me. I ended up with twelve new books to hold me over until I am back at Hogwarts and have access to the library. I know the manor has a library but sometimes it is nice to have something to call your own. Even though I insisted that I would pay for all of my books it seemed that they were already paid for by the time I reached the counter. Draco wouldn't let me pay for any of it. The Draco that I have gotten to know in the past day is completely different from the one I have known for the past six years.

When it was nearing three all of us headed to the Leaky Cauldron, except Narcissa and Lucius. They thought that it might not be the best idea to have them there even if they wanted to be. The relationship between the Weasleys and the Malfoys would just make everything worse. It is probably bad enough that Draco is going to be there. I would have Draco stay away for the same reason…but I don't think I could do this without him. I need my family and those closest to me; while I wish Narcissa and Lucius could be there I knew it was best they didn't.

At a few minutes past three Harry and Ron walk through the door. They look around the room, looking for me no doubt, but since I look completely different they don't recognize me. They look at each other and shrug their shoulders and move to take a seat at a table.

I look at my brothers, father and Draco, I know I need to talk to them, but I just don't know how they are going to take the news. Larsin squeezes my hand from across the table, and then Derick does the same. My father pulls me into a hug and murmurs in my hair that everything is going to be alright, and that I shouldn't worry. When he releases me Draco takes me in his arms and whispers in my ear that it doesn't matter what those two think of this, this is my life now and if they aren't happy for me for finding my real family then they aren't very good friends. And that no matter what he and my family, and his will always be there for me no matter what. He kisses my cheek and slides out of the booth to let me out. With one last squeeze on my hand from each of them I take a deep breath and walk over to Harry and Ron.

When I am standing in front of their table they just stare at me, not having any idea who I was.

Harry is the only one that can form a coherent thought. "Is there something we can help you with?"

I take another deep breath and close my eyes. "That's why I asked you to meet me here today Harry. I did say that it was important."

Both of them are shocked, and you could see it on their faces. Their eyes wider than you would think possible, and their mouths look like a gaping fish.

Again, only Harry could find his voice. "Her…Hermione?" I nod my head.

"Bloody hell! Is that really you Hermione?" I nod to Ron.

"Yeah, I did say that it was important."

Harry nods his head and slides farther in the booth, giving me room to sit down.

Ron, finally able to pick his jaw up off of the floor, finds his voice. "So…"

I sigh, "It's a long story. And I thought it would be a bit more believable if you could see what I was telling you." They both nod quietly. "About a week ago I found out that I was adopted when I was about a year old. The Grangers aren't my biological parents." Their jaws drop again, lower than before.

Harry opens his mouth about to speak. "Please don't interrupt; this is hard enough to talk about." Both of them nod their heads.

"As I said, about a week ago I found out I was adopted and with my few things that came with me there was a letter. It said that my real family would come to get me on my 17th birthday. It said I was given up so Voldemort couldn't get me and use me for my powers…still don't know what they are, haven't asked about that yet. So on my birthday I woke up and I looked completely different. I had been under a glamour charm for 16 years. This is what I really look like. When I walked downstairs I was met with a sight that I had to do a double take of. I couldn't believe it. Sitting on the couch were three men, one considerably older than the other two. The oldest of the three was none other than Professor Snape. It was soon explained that I was his daughter and the two boys with him were my brothers. Only a few minutes older than myself. I'm a triplet. We packed my things and I was taken to their family manor, my family manor. If this wasn't enough for one day I found out that we had guests coming for dinner. The entire Malfoy family was to be in attendance. It actually went a lot better than I had thought it would. They are nothing like they were. Complete opposites to be honest. I asked you here today because I didn't want you to find out about any of this from anyone but me, I thought that you guys deserved to be told first." I can't even meet their gaze; I'm too worried about their reactions.

A few moments pass and neither one of them have made a sound. I take a deep breath and look up at them. Harry's face is blank and Ron's is turning as red as his hair, he can't be far away from exploding. "How dare you consort with the enemy! I bet you have just been spilling all of our secrets to them. You're nothing but a filthy snake lover!"

Harry has yet to say anything and Ron is starting to cause a scene with how loud he is.

Tears are starting to fill my eyes and I'm doing my best to keep them from falling. "Please, don't get angry at me for this, it's not like I had any control over it."

"You betrayed us Hermione, if that is even your name!"

The tears start falling now and out of the corner of my eye I see my family and Draco stand up and start walking over to us. "You guys know that I would never betray you. You have to know that I would never."

Before my family could get over to me Ron shot up out of his seat. And stormed away, but not before leaving me with some last words. "We will never forgive you! Go back to your filthy snake loving family, you aren't wanted anymore!"

Without even looking at Harry I scoot back out of the booth to let him out. As soon as I stand I am enveloped in a pair of arms and pulled into a hard chest. "Leave Potter, before you make things even worse. But know this; Mya…Hermione is the best friend that you could ever ask for. You have no idea what you are giving up if you leave her now. She has never done anything against you but here you are, ready to turn your back against her for something she has had absolutely no control over. Either be a man and decide for yourself from past experiences with her, or be the coward I know you are and follow Weasley and lose her forever." I can always count on Draco to be there for me.

I look up to see why my family hasn't said anything and I can see why. All three of them are glaring at Harry, and my brothers have their wands drawn.

My father's glare is even scarier than the one he uses on students at school. "If you hurt my daughter in any way Potter I will make your life a living hell. You are an ungrateful fool, just like your pathetic father."

"Don't you say anything about my father!" Harry growls as he whips out his wand and points it at my father.

He just looks at me with a blank expression. "I'm sorry Hermione." And walks away.

Now I can't hold back my tears and Draco pulls me even closer to him, though I would have thought that impossible. He doesn't even say anything to try to make me feel better, none of them do. They know that it won't work right now. I just lost the only two that have been constant friends for the better part of 6 years over something I have no control over.

I whisper into Draco's chest, my voice breaking. "Can…we please lea…leave?"

Without a word they usher me out of the building and my father takes me into his arms to apparate. I snuggle into his embrace and wait for the nausea and pull.

Please review, I need to know how I am doing. I have been revising this story that I originally wrote almost four years ago, and adding to it. I need others opinions on how well it is flowing together. Please leave some reviews, ideas, or comments.