A/N: Next update is here. The test results are in. Please review. I already have the next chapter done but I need to try and edit, it is 17 pages long and close to 10k words. It should be up within a week if not sooner. Thanx!

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Warnings: None really

Chapter Four

"Done," Hermione snapped the last cork into place and examined her handy work, she did good work. Harry had helped greatly and was waiting patiently next to her. All together she had made enough for twenty vials.

"Do you think you'll be needing that many?" Harry was sure one would be enough. Leave it to Hermione to overdo things and make enough to test the entire Weasley Clan. As soon as she took it they could go fix dinner, he was starving. They had to make plans on how to avoid being wrangled into spending the night at the Burrow later. Molly had sent a reply, thrilled that they had decided to attend. She was saying they should stay the night and have dinner with them the next day.

"Better to have more than needed, than not enough." Hermione grabbed the piece of parchment that would be needed as well. She had been waiting almost a week for this. Harry held the open vial in order for her to place three drops of blood into the vial. The liquid began to swirl and turned into a pinkish red color.

"Is it supposed to be pink?" It was a hideous color and he handed it over. Would this really work? Would this give Hermione the answers she needed? Harry hoped so. He knew what it was like not knowing your parents. He only had speculation and facts from others to base his opinion on.

"I'm a girl, so yes." The potion turned between a bright pink and blood red depending on the female. She waited for it to start reacting and then dumped it onto the parchment to see what it would say. The liquid began to spread like ink, slowly building an odd looking tree stump at the base. "The trunk represents the donor of the blood. Any branches from the base are supposed to represent siblings. Then from there it should branch upwards to indicate parents, then onto grands."

"I get it, Mione." Harry got how it was going to work. The trunk was clearly showing Mione's name in her own handwriting. Then a branch sprang from the trunk and a name was scrawled out on the left side. Then on the other side another branch grew but slimmer, he started to choke seeing the name that it had spelled out. "Mione, what did you do?"

"Nothing!" She was sure she had done it right. The potion was supposed to show blood relations, not emotional. That was the entire point of putting her blood into the vial. The thickest branch had Luna's name scribbled on it. Then two branches shot up from the top to indicate her parents. The mother's name she didn't recognize, except the family name. The female's family name was Lovegood. Then the father's branch was thicker and the name was scribbled out. "Harry!"

"I didn't do it, Mione." Like he would tamper with the potion. He wouldn't even know how to do it. Tampering with a heritage potion was far beyond his ability. He doubted even Snape would know how to do it. They were both seeing the name. "Fine, hand me a vial. I'll show you that we brewed it wrong. We did something incorrect."

"Take it." Hermione uncorked a vial for him to use. She was positive she had done everything correctly. It couldn't be true because she didn't have any siblings. If she did they would most likely be muggles. While she considered Harry to be a brother, they weren't related. She liked Luna and considered her a dear friend but they looked nothing alike. "Only three drops."

"I know." Harry watched it turn a bright blue and settle into a thick inky substance. He poured it over the parchment and waited. His trunk was slimmer and began to branch out. Instead of on both sides, a branch came out of the right side, thick until it split into two. Both names were that of Hermione and Luna. The trunk began to sprout limbs, indicating his parents then grandparents. Bellatrix Lestrange and Tom Riddle Jr. "This is worse than yours. I thought you said it is supposed to indicate family by blood. Not tell us our most unlikely parents."

"What do you want me to say? Want to brew it again?" Hermione wasn't sure what to tell him. She frowned seeing the indicated names of their parents. The only issue she had with hers was the name of her sire. Tom Riddle Jr. There was no way that man was her father. "You have her hair."

"This isn't funny, Mione." Harry ripped apart the parchment. What kind of prank was this? They were supposed to find out who Hermione's parents were, not that his entire life was a lie. They had brewed it wrong! "Brew it again."

"Alright, I will. Before I do, let me test it on someone else. I have someone in mind that won't ask too many questions." She tried to calm him down. She'd have one of the twins test it and then when it came up wrong again, they would know it had been done incorrectly. She went over to the floo to get this straightened out. She shouted the name, trying to hold back a fit of laughter. She was positive something had been added incorrectly.

"Mione?" George's face appeared.

"Hey, George. How are you doing?" Fred was the one that usually answered the floo.

"Alright, not too busy at the moment. How are things with you?"

"Eh, not too good. I was wondering if you could do me a favor. I'm at Harry's and we need you to come on over." She hoped he wouldn't mind doing it without asking questions.

"Still with Harry, huh? Ginny must be distraught," George's laughter didn't help. Not when it meant that the Weasley pair were telling everyone about their supposed cheating. "I'll come on through, give me a moment. Fred is busy anyways."

"Thanks," she stepped back and moved away. If Fred was busy then it meant that Angie was over. It was the only time the two weren't glued at the hip. It was nice that their relationship was so strong that not even Fred finding love would cause problems. George was accepting of his brother having someone else in his life.

The twin came over, wiping his palms. George wondered what the urgency was. There wasn't a meeting tonight. He didn't mind the intrusion, it gave him something to do. Also, he was sure he'd get an honest answer from Hermione about Luna. "What is the favor?"

"I brewed a potion and I need a test subject." She knew who he belonged to. If his tree came up showing a bunch of random names, she knew she would spend the next week trying to redo the potion. "I'll owe you."

"Tell you what, Mione. If I agree to be a test subject, you can answer a few questions for me." George followed her into the next room over. Harry was sitting at a potions table with a defeated look. "I tried to ask Ginny but she was a bitch about it."

"What was the question?" Hermione wondered what he wanted to know. It didn't take much for Ginny to give her own opinion. Hell, the girl was a bitch naturally.

"Do you know if Luna is single?" George wanted to know before asking any more questions. If she already had a boyfriend there would be no purpose in inquiring further. What did the blonde like? If anyone would know, it was Harry.

"Why?" Harry was the one to speak up first. Hermione seemed to be stumped at the question. Why did George want to know? Didn't he have a girlfriend? What was his interest in Luna? It wasn't the wrongly brewed potion that had his hackles rising. After Hermione, Luna was like a sister to him. For the last two years the blonde had been at his side. She always seemed to appear when he needed a friend. They were close and he loved her like he did the stuttering brunette.

"Uh, I'm curious. Am I not allowed to ask? Don't give me the same shite Ginny gave me." George didn't want to hear that again. He really hoped Harry wouldn't spout the same shite as the other two. "I've already heard the opinions of the other half of your foursome."

"That's not what Harry meant, George." Hermione prevented him from turning back around and going through the floo. "Harry is just a bit territorial when it comes to Luna, that is all. She is a good friend. If you like her, then you do."

"I do." And he wouldn't listen to any threats or comments trying to dissuade his interest.

"She's single but don't ask what her type is. We really don't know." Hermione couldn't tell him that. Luna never really spoke about what she liked in the opposite sex. "If it helps, she does ask about you whenever we see her."

"That does. Now, what do you want me to do?" George let her take him to the table. She held up a vial and a pin. "What am I to do with this?"

"Three drops of blood and then dump it on this parchment." Hermione gave the instructions. She wanted to see what it would say for him.

"Ah, a heritage potion. Snape had us brew it one year. Fred managed to blow up the cauldron and we got detention for a month." They had never taken it, thus they hadn't been able to do the essay. Just another failing grade from the snarky bastard. "Why are you brewing potions out of school?"

"I'll tell you later, promise." Hermione dumped the vial onto the surface and watched. The trunk was deformed and had a long crack through the middle and Fred's name appeared. An effect of the two being identical twins. A thick branch formed on the right side, from it four other names were written. William, Charles, Percy and Ronald. On the left side, Ginny's name sprang and the branch was smaller. The top branches were that of Molly and Arthur Weasley, then onto their parents and siblings. Was the potion correct? "Why is Ginny's name on the other side?"

"Bloody hell, Fred was right. He always said Mum stepped out with Ginny." George fingered the dried ink. The branch was thinner because it meant they shared only one similar parent. "Figures, Ginny takes after her."

"What does that mean?" Harry wanted to know. His gut twisted knowing what the twin was implying. Focusing on the concept that his girlfriend may be cheating, took his mind off of what their tests meant. Were they really the children of the Dark Lord? How could that be possible? He had to take it again.

"You figure it out. I really thought you were smarter than Ronald, Harry." George didn't want to be the one to point out that his sister had been spoiled so much that she didn't think her cheating was wrong. This just proved what they had always joked about. Their Mum had really stepped out and had Ginny for someone else. After so many boys, what were the odds of getting a girl?

"Never mind that. Thanks for coming over." Hermione didn't think Ginny's ways were the most important factor here. They had no reason to believe that the potion had turned out wrong. They needed to focus on the fact that it was saying they had been sired by their worst enemy.

"Alright, since you aren't going to tell me what is going on." Something was going on, he could feel it. It had something to do with the potion she had him take. It had to be more than the fact that his mother had obviously taught his sister that it was alright to step out.

"George, we can't tell you right now." Hermione didn't want to put him in any danger and they needed to figure things out before telling others. "I promise that as soon as we figure things out, we will tell you two."

"I'll hold you to that. Just remember that no matter what happens, Fred and I are on your side." He would stand beside Harry, whatever was going on. He was sure Fred would agree with him.

"Even if it meant going against your own family?" Harry had to ask. He knew that most of the Weasleys wouldn't be happy if he were to end things with Ginny. They would probably support him, as long as he remained on Dumbledore's side. If things were different, they would turn on him.

"Of course, just because they are family, it doesn't make them right." George couldn't imagine why he'd ever turn on Harry. He'd like it better if Harry weren't dating Ginny. Since the two had become a couple, his sister had become unbearable. She knew everything, was the center of the world and did no wrong. She let the status go to her homely head. "Just call us if you need us."

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The meat tasted bland and gritty. He didn't have much of an appetite. They had both performed the test again, only to get the same results. So far lunch was being eaten in silence. What could they say?

"At least we know why we've always been close." Hermione broke the silence, unable to continue eating. Ignoring it would not change anything. They needed to figure out what to do. "Well, my birth mother is dead. I do have a full sister and a father that is alive, sort of. I'm not sure what you'd call him."

"I call him Voldemort." Harry put down his spoon. Why sugarcoat it? The test was saying that the man had sired both of them. It was claiming that the crazy bitch that had killed Sirius was his mother. Not the sweet, beautiful and talented Lily Evans. "Why was I placed with the Potters? Why does everyone believe that I'm the son of James Potter?"

"Well, I don't know why you were placed with them. I don't have those answers. I mean, you could be a Black. The Potters and Blacks are related, for all we know, James Potter could have taken after the Black side. Which is also Sirius' side of the family. It is also Bellatrix's side. You could simply look like the Black and Potter line. In that case, it would be easy to place you with them. Since everyone says you resemble your father."

"But I have my mother's eyes." Harry quoted something everyone had once told him. Many had said he had eyes like his mother. How if his mother was Bellatrix Lestrange? He sure didn't have her eyes. He did have the dark hair, that was a little unruly but that didn't mean it was proof.

"You have green eyes, Harry. It is a figure of speech, nothing more. When they say you have your mother's eyes, that is what it means. Not like you actually plucked them out and stuck them in your head. They say it because she had green eyes and so do you. Green eyes are simply rarer, so it is easy for those that assume you were hers to say that you got them from her." Hermione didn't think eye color was proof of being anyone's child. There were only so many colors to have. "You were placed because you could pass as their son. What we need to discover is why and who did it. We need to discover who did it first."

"Who do you think did it, Hermione?" There was only one person that would go so far. There was no way for that man not to know that he didn't really belong to the Potters. That man had his hands in everything, he had to have known.

"If you are implying Dumbledore, do you think he'd do it?" Hermione didn't want to think he would but Harry did have a point. The man had been behind everything back then. Who else would place her with muggles?

"Of course, he would if he thought it was for the best. He isn't without his flaws and being manipulative is just one of his greatest strengths. He had to have known and it pisses me off. Hermione, if he knew the truth then he placed me with the Dursleys. There was no way that man didn't know how they felt about magic. How I was being treated all those years. That meant I was placed with a family that wasn't even my own." Harry couldn't believe the man had done it. Why not place him with someone else? Why take him from Bellatrix Lestrange? If the woman really was his birth mother, why had he ended up with the Potters? Sirius and Remus both believed that he belonged to his parents. Not his parents, most likely strangers that had taken him in.

"We can't lose it, Harry. We need to find out the truth and I'm afraid there is only one way to discover it. We are going to have to find out exactly why and when you were taken from Bellatrix. We also need to contact Remus."

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Please review for me. As for the potion. I have where it follows the blood and writes the names of the blood family. It will write out actual names of the person, what they are actually known as, not nicknames or who they really should be. Harry is known as Harry Potter, so that is what it shows. It also will not show nicknames, like the Dark Lord, that really isn't his name so, it will show his actual name which is Tom Riddle Jr not Volde. Hope that explains that.