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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 4: The brother

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Ron Weasley and Harry Potter decided to spend their summer vacation on the outskirts of Ottery St. Catchpole, in the Weasley family home, the Burrow. They were sitting in the kitchen, the most lived in room in the whole house, at the scrubbed wooden table. The family clock, was showing that the older ones from the family were working and the younger ones at home, a couple of years ago the Weasley’s had added Hermione and Harry to the clock, Harry’s pointer showed at home, whereas Hermione’s showed “unplottable place”.

“Do you think we should write Hermione?” Ron asked his best friend as he looked at the family clock hanging on the wall, he seemed to be concerned about Hermione’s well being. In the last couple of years, he had grown up to be a strong, muscular young man. One thing that didn’t change about him, was that he did everything Harry did or told him to do.

“I don’t know, maybe she’s at Gringotts or something like that. There are many places where the clock can’t find us.” Harry said, shrugging his shoulders. He wasn’t really all that concerned, after all, Voldemort had been killed the year before and almost all the Death Eaters had been locked up in Azkaban or were dead. “You shouldn’t worry so much Ron, she’s a big girl and can take care of herself, alright?”

“I guess you’re right. I just don’t want anything to happen to her”

“It won’t. Come on, let’s go play Quidditch outside”

Back at Malfoy Manor

Draco led them into a clearing in a small copse, he was being the perfect gentleman, giving her his arm to rest on as they walked through the gardens. The path he led them through, meandered through the rose arbors and into the knot garden. The tightly clipped boxed hedges surrounded carefully tended plants. The fresh smell of the clean earth and wild garlic perfumed the air. He could tell that she needed some time, away from their parents, it was pretty overwhelming, but she seemed to be doing alright. He always wondered if his sister would love him, how she would be like, if she would have the platinum blond hair that he and his father both had. He never suspected that Hermione Granger was his sister, one could say that his father did a good job performing the glamour charm on her. As they were walking in the gardens, he could see Hermione search for something with her eyes, amused the asked what it was she was looking for.

“I have heard many rumors about the Manor, one of them was that there are albino peacocks walking around the gardens.” She said, slightly embarrassed. “Thank you for taking me out here, I really didn’t know what to say to them, it’s all overwhelming, and it’s like I can’t talk to anybody about this.”

“No problem. Haven’t you told Potty and Weasel? Aren’t they your best friends? They have a right to know about your true heritage”

“They do, but you seem to forget that we all used to hate each other, so I don’t think they will be too happy about the fact that I’m actually a Malfoy. And it’s not like we’ve talked during the holidays, they seem to have forgotten I exist.” Hermione said, as she looked anywhere but to Draco, as the tears were threatening to fall. Draco led them to a bench that stood in front of the beautiful fountain, with the sculpture of the first Malfoy to live in the Manor.

“At some point, you’re going to have to tell them, because once we take off your, everybody will know that you’re a Malfoy, but not everyone will know that you are in fact Hermione Granger. And knowing them and their Gryffindor loyalty, they’ll still support you.”

“I’m not sad because I have to tell them, I’m sad because they haven’t written me all summer long. The only person that has written, is Ginny. The boys only need me to do their homework and help them study for the tests.” Hermione explained to her brother as she began sobbing. Draco didn’t know what to say, he had spent the last five years of their lives, making hers a living hell, and he really didn’t know much about the Golden Trios friendship.

“You could try to talk to me about it. And maybe you could write the Weaselette and ask her to meet you somewhere and tell her everything. It’s not like it’s going to be a secret forever” He told her quietly, hoping that this would help her calm down. He wasn’t expecting it, when she threw herself in his arms and hugged him tight, the Malfoy family wasn’t known for showing their emotions.

“Thank you Draco, and I suppose you’re right, I can talk to you. You are after all my brother.” She told him with a smile as she released him from her tight hug. “What’s going to happen now? Do you know? I hate not knowing.” Draco had to bite his lips do keep from laughing out loud, some things really didn’t change, like Hermione being a bookworm and a know-it-all.

“Well, I suppose it’s up to you, haven’t mother and father talked to you about this?” He frowned, his parents told him that they were going to leave all the decisions up to her, they didn’t want to pressure her into doing something she didn’t want to do.

“Can be, but after they told me I was adopted, I sort of stopped listening, you know?” She said, smiling sheepishly. “How do I decide Draco? I can’t just leave the Grangers, they have raised me for the last seventeen years, I love them, even if they’re not my biological parents. But I also don’t want to upset you guys, as I can see that they really missed me.”

“It’s a decision you have to make on your own Hermione. But I suggest you get to know us better, that way making a decision will be easier for you. And just so you know, choosing to live with us, doesn’t mean you’ll never see the Grangers again, mother and father will not forbid it.”

“I guess you’re right. Tell me about yourself, we never got to know each other.” She told him, she was really curious about him, because in all their years at Hogwarts, they hadn’t talked much to each other.

“There’s not much to tell, let’s get to know each other slowly. There’s no point in asking 20 questions or telling each other everything. “ He said, getting up from the bench. He helped her get up too, and together they slowly made their way back to the house.

“Draco, I don’t really know how to act around them. I don’t feel as part of the family yet and I don’t know what to say to them.”

“Just be yourself. They will accept you the way you are. Have you thought about lifting the glamour charm? Or do you want to continue looking like you always did?”

“I haven’t thought about it. I guess I’ll tell my friends who I am and then think about the change, I’m kind of scared about it, if you know what I mean. Don’t want to look like a ferret, like you.” She added, laughing as he looked shocked at her, he had completely forgotten that she knew he had been transformed into a ferret in his fourth year by their DADA teacher. As he saw her laughing, he had to laugh with her, her laugh was contagious. That was how their parents found them, standing on the veranda and laughing their hearts out. Narcissa had to smile as she saw her children getting along, she was scared they would fight, seeing as they didn’t get along at school.

“Amy, sorry, Hermione, did you enjoy the gardens?” Narcissa asked her daughter. Hermione looked surprised and a little shocked at her birthmother, she wasn’t used to hearing the name Amy being directed at her.

“Yes, I did, thank you for asking. Draco showed me the fountain and was a real gentleman to me.” She replied with a small smile gracing her lips. She wasn’t used to Draco being a gentleman, after all the years he tormented her at school.

“Children, let’s go inside and eat lunch, I bet you two are hungry. The House Elves prepared a nice meal, roast beef. I hope you like that Hermione. “ The beautiful blond, told her children as she led them inside the house and to the dining room. There stood a long table, with only four chairs, on at each of the table and two in the middle, standing opposite each other. Malfoy senior helped his wife into his seat as Draco did the same to Hermione, one could say what they want about the Malfoys, but they were real gentleman, not like her friends. A small House Elf apparated into the room holding a tray with four plates with roast beef and another way had a bottle of Goblin wine. The room was quiet as they ate, the four didn’t really know what to talk about. Hermione didn’t look up from her plate, as she knew she couldn’t look them in the face. After the meal they walked to the drawing room, where a fireplace stood.

“I think it’s time that I go home, I have much to think about. I’ll write you a letter this week and see how we should continue, if that is alright for you.” This time she did look at her parents. They were smiling at her, clearly happy that their daughter wanted to try and have a relationship with them. Narcissa stepped forward and hugged her daughter.

“That’s quite alright darling. We’ll talk to you soon.” Malfoy senior said as he handed his daughter a bit of floo powder. Her mother waved at her, as she stepped into the fireplace and yelled Granger Residence. “I think that went well, don’t you think so Cissa?”

“Yes, I think so darling, maybe she’ll want to stay with us sometime soon. What do you think Draco, you know her better than we do.” She asked, looking at her son.

“Well, I believe she’ll give this a real chance, but don’t get your hopes up, she can be quite stubborn, but I think it would help, if you told her to tell her friends, seeing as she needs to talk to someone who’s not personally involved in this big mess. You could write her a letter, saying she could invite the Weasley girl next time. Or something like that. I have to go now, I’m to meet my friends at the Diagon Alley” He said as he too stepped into the fireplace but yelled Leaky Cauldron.

“I’m to write that letter now, Draco was right, she should be able to tell her friends if she wants to.” Cissa said as she walked out of the room to the library.

Dear Amy,

Draco brought to our attention that it would be best for you if you talked to a friend about this ordeal. We just want to inform you that it’s alright, seeing as soon enough the whole world will know that you are our daughter. If you wish to invite one of your friends to come visit with you here, to make you more comfortable, we would love it.

Your mother,

Narcissa Malfoy.

Hermione was surprised as she received a letter from her birth parents. She didn’t hesitate as she wrote her best girlfriend a letter.

Dear Ginny,

I would like to invite to come visit me at home, seeing as I have something really important to tell you. I hope you can come by tomorrow and maybe spend the night.

Love, Hermione

She hoped Ginny could come, she had really missed her. She thought that Ginny would be able to understand what she was going through and help her, instead of judging her as the boys would do.

AN: Do you think she should stay a Gryffindor or change to Slytherin? Review and let me know ;)
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