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Amy Narcissa Malfoy	By : dutchgirl1 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 17972 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 2: The Reunion

AN: I don't own any of the characters, except Amy Malfoy, and I don't make any money on this fan fiction. And I would like to apologize for any grammar mistakes and such, English is not my native language. Please review, I would love to hear your ideas. I would like to thank my best friend, Sonya, thanks for helping me write this story. And would also like to thank my amazing beta Raining Sun.

Hermione didn't know what to do her biological parents had just left and knew she had to make a decision soon enough, but she was afraid of her parents' and friends' reactions. She then realized that she had to tell her friends and started crying once again.

Her mother was still sitting on the armchair, but as soon as she heard her daughter cry, she ran over and hugged her, whispering in her ear that "everything will be alright". But Hermione didn't know if she could believe her – how could everything be alright? She stepped out of her mother's arms, taking her jacket from the coat hanger as she turned to face her parents. She told them she needed some fresh air to help her think.

As soon as she left the house, she began to run. She didn't know where, but she kept going anyway. She ran past all her neighbors who were outside gardening, not caring what they thought of her, and she ran until she reached a forest that was about 2 miles away from her house. As she got closer to the forest she slowed down and took deep breaths, trying to calm herself. She slowly walked to a clearing not more than five minutes away from the edge of the forest and let her body fall to the ground. She was too exhausted to sit up; she lay there, thinking, about everything that had happened that day – better yet, in the past 4 hours.

Could it really be possible that the Malfoys were, in fact, her family? Could she believe them when they told her that they weren't Death Eaters? What did Draco think about this? Did he know? Of course he knew, they wouldn't have come without talking to him first. Then she thought about the people that had raised her. Could she really leave them and go live with the Malfoys? Just turn her back on the two people who had helped her her whole life, who had taught her that what other people said didn't matter and that she was their little princess no matter what. What would Harry and Ron say? Harry would probably understand and support her, but Ron would go crazy, yell at her and say that her biological family was the enemy. It would be better to keep it a secret from themfor a little while longer. All of a sudden, she heard a popping sound and turned her head to see Draco Malfoy, her biological brother, standing there. With the sun shining on him, she clearly understood why all the girls at Hogwarts thought he was hot. His blond wasn't slicked back anymore, it was almost long enough to cover his eyes. He wore a tight shirt that showed off the muscles he had gained from playing Quidditch. His eyes were gray, almost silver. She couldn't help staring at him. He slowly approached her and sat beside her on the ground. He looked as shocked as she did, and neither knew what to say.

"How did you find me?"

"Well, it's our bond as twins, I can apparate to wherever you are. I could feel that you were distressed, so I thought I would come talk to you, seeing as we're both going through the same thing," Draco told her calmly.

Draco's comment angered her. How could he think they were going through the same thing? He had always known who he was; he wasn't made fun of throughout their years at Hogwarts. "Malfoy, we're not going through the same thing. Your life hasn't been turned upside down, it's just mine. You knew all along that you were a Malfoy, a pureblood. I just found out today, there's a big difference." Hermione's voice got higher and higher, to the point where she was almost screaming. She was just so frustrated, and to have Draco Malfoy being nice to her after years of bullying was just unnerving.

"You're right, it's not the same thing, but I also didn't know about you until our birthday this year. I know this is all very confusing right now, but I really think it would be best if you came to visit us at the Manor to talk things through. After you've calmed down, that is. You have no idea how happy mother and father are, that they've finally found you. They were heartbroken when they came back to the Manor today, thinking you hate them." He took many deep breaths to stay calm, yelling at his newfound sister wouldn't help. After all, he knew what a temper she had, and making her angrier would only end in her punching him, like she had done in their third year.

"Did they tell you on your birthday that you had a sister?" She couldn't help it, she was mad at him, but she was just so curious to find out more about him and this whole situation.

"Not exactly. On our birthday I felt something, like there was someone missing, a very important person in my life. I went to the library and looked this feeling up, as I knew it was more than just a girlfriend or something like that. There I found that if twins live apart from each other, they'll someday feel the need to be near each other. It's better if twins stay together, just like the Weasley twins do. After I read that, I went to father, and he told me whole story. He said I would be only one able to find you, because we're connected, even though you still don't look like a Malfoy. Last week I apparated to your house, after which they contacted the Grangers to meet with you."

"And how do I know this isn't just some way to get Harry to your Manor and kill him, because he killed Voldemort?"

"You saw their memory, and I know that you're smart enough to realize when a memory has been tempered with. Aren't you? So you know they're telling the truth, as am I. You just don't want to accept it." Hermione was once again speechless, it really seemed like they were telling her the truth, but she still didn't know what to do. She stood and started pacing around the clearing, as Draco watched her. He understood she was feeling confused and angry, but he still hoped that she would come to accept them as her family. "You don't have to come live with us, you could come for tea or dinner sometime this week and just get to know us, because everything you know about us is a lie. Just think about it. I've got to go; it's almost time for tea and we've got guests coming to our house." He hugged her briefly and left.

The hug didn't really surprise Hermione, they had made their peace with each other after the war had ended last year. Deep down, she knew he was right – she didn't have to make a decision today. With that thought, she slowly made her way back home where her parents were waiting for her. She took her time and looked around her neighborhood. All the houses looked the same: two storeyswith a small garden in front. On the streets, the children were playing with their bicycles and balls. Everybody seemed so happy and carefree – it was obvious that they never knew about the war that had happened in the Wizarding World. Hermione's neighbors and all of Muggle London had no idea how many people had died in the last few years, all because of one wizard who thought they were worthless. Why couldn't she have such a carefree life? Just as everything seemed to be going back to normal, her biological parents reappeared in their life and made her doubt herself and everything around her. She opened the door to her house and saw her father sitting on the same armchairs he had been sitting on when she left. She smiled a little at him, closed the door and went to the couch where the Malfoys sat earlier in the day.

"Honey, do you know what you want to do?" Her father, Frank, asked her. At that moment, his wife, Jane, came in the living room with a tray with tea and biscuits. She put the tray on the table and sat on the armchair next to her husband.

"I have no idea daddy, it's just so difficult. I don't want to leave you, but I can't help but wonder what it would be like to be a part of the Malfoy family. It's all very confusing right now."

"Well, you have to do, what you think is right, we'll always love you and we also know that you'll always love us. It doesn't matter where you live and how you call yourself. Here, have some tea." Her mother poured her a cup and handed it to her, along with a biscuit. Hermione drank her tea slowly and thought about her decision.

"I think I'll owl them, and ask if I could come by for tea or something tomorrow. Just to get to know them better, and also to know how I really look." As she said this, she looked at her parents and saw that they weren't hurt, just understanding and supportive of her decision. That really made things easier for her. She got up, went to her father's desk in the study and started to write her letter to her family.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy,

I would like to know if it would be alright if I came by tomorrow for tea or lunch. I have so many questions to ask you, that I wasn't able to ask today. Could you also tell me how to get to your Mansion? I am not entirely sure where it is.

Love,

Hermione

She went upstairs to give the letter to her owl, Gylfie. "Please take this to the Malfoys, and wait for a reply." She opened the window and watched Gylfie fly off into the horizon. She had bought Gylfie after Crookshanks died during the war. She had immediately fallen in love with the tiny owl. She hoped Gylfie would come back soon with an answer from the Malfoys. She decided to pass the time by reading one of her favorite books, Hogwarts: A History. She knew the book by heart, but still loved to read it every now and then. As she finished yet another chapter of the book, she looked out the window and saw the sunset, one of her favorite times of the day. Just as she stood up to close her window, her owl came back with a reply from the Malfoys. She took the letter, opened Gylfie's cage and went to search for some owl treats. She opened the letter from her biological parents and had to hide a smile as she saw her mother's neat handwriting.

Dear Amy,

We would love for you to come to the Manor tomorrow. How is 10:00 for you? I imagine that your fireplace is connected to the system, so just yell Malfoy Manor and you'll be here. I'm really delighted that you decided to come visit us.

Love,Your mother.

She went downstairs and told Frank and Jane she wouldn't be there tomorrow, because she would spend the day at Malfoy Manor. They looked very surprised at their daughter, but quickly told her how great that was for her.
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