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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 5: The friends

AN: I would like to thank my beta, Raining Sun, for everything she’s done to help me improve this story. Hope you enjoy this chapter and please don’t forget to review. Thank you voldemortsworstenemy for your kind review.

As Draco appeared through the Floo in the Leaky Cauldron, he immediately began looking for his friends, which he saw sitting at a table, that was separated from the rest of the pub. He made his way to them, wondering why the hell they would want to stay at the Leaky, all of them were used to more expensive places. As he finally reached the table, all the boys said hello, without really looking at him. He sat himself next to Blaise Zabini. “So guys, what’s up?” Draco asked as he looked around the group.

“Not much, we were just discussing who we want to show a time this year at school.” Zabini told him, as he winked to the rest of the group. One could say that Blaise Zabini is a tall boy, with high cheekbones, dark skin, and long, brown slanting eyes. Except for this group of friends, he didn’t really get along with the rest of the Slytherins, seeing as he hadn’t fought in the war for Voldemort. “Granger surely has cleaned up nicely enough. The only problem with are the bloody baggy clothes she insists on wearing. What do you think, Malfoy?”

“I think, it’s time we take this conversation to a more private place, as I have some very important news to all of you.” He said, as he stood up from the table, waiting for his friends, who were all throwing a couple of Galleons on the table to pay for their drinks. The boys followed him to the fireplace, where he yelled “Hogs Head”. It was also a pub, but a less frequented one, where they would be able to talk without being interrupted by the waitress.

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A couple of hours later, Hermione’s best friend, Ginevra Molly Weasley, arrived per floo network at her house. Her parents were out for the day, because they had to work at their practice. They had taken a couple of days off, to talk to their daughter about the adoption, as they knew the she would spend her day with her birth parents, they thought it would be alright to start working again.

The youngest Weasley had no idea what to expect, Hermione had only told her that she really needed to talk to her. As she arrived, Hermione was sitting on the couch in the living room, looking quite nervous. “Good morning Hermione. Is everything alright? You look apprehensive, what did you want to talk to me about?” Ginny asked as she made her way to the couch and sat herself next to her best friend.

“I don’t think you’ll believe if I tell you.” Hermione said as she looked at her friend, who nodded at her to continue her story. “Please don’t tell Harry and Ron yet, I’m not quite prepared to tell them yet.”

Ginny looked surprised at her friend, if she didn’t want to tell the boys, then it was something important. “No problem, Hermione, if you don’t want me to tell them, I won’t. Now please, tell me, I’m really curious.”

“A couple of days ago, the Malfoys were here.” Ginny gasped and wondered what the Malfoys wanted in a Muggle neighborhood, in her friends house. “They told me, that the Grangers, adopted me, when I was just a couple of weeks old. Apparently I’m Amy Narcissa Malfoy, and not Hermione Jane Granger.” Hermione waited for Ginnys reaction, as she didn’t know how to continue her story.

Ginny looked surprised and shocked, she didn’t know what to say to her best friend, as she thought more about it, she realized it made sense, seeing as Hermione was the best in the school and Draco was the second best. “So, you’re Malfoys sister? Is he older or are you the oldest?”

Hermione had to contain a smile, she knew her best friend wouldn’t scream at her, like Ron would have. “We’re twins, but I’m not sure who the older one is, I haven’t asked them yet. What do I do now Ginny? I’m scared and you’re the only one that I can talk to this about.”

“What do they want you to do?” Ginny asked, as she was sure the Malfoys were trying to control her and her life, now that they knew she was their daughter.

“They are waiting for me to make a decision, they haven’t pressured me into doing anything, and I don’t think they will. But I don’t know if I’m prepared to leave my parents, urgh, I mean the Grangers.” Hermione found it frustrating, not knowing how to call everyone or even herself. She stood up and started pacing in front of the couch, with Ginnys eyes following her every move. “The logical side of my brain says that I should give the Malfoys a chance and move in with them until school starts. The emotional side of my brain says I should stay here and ignore the Malfoys for the rest of my life.” Her arms were going up and down, as she finished her rant she was almost yelling. Ginny was quite surprised and choked back a laugh, aggravating Hermione in a situation like this wouldn’t do any good and she knew it.

“Hermione, calm down, you don’t have to decide today. But since when don’t you listen to the logical side of your brain? It’s always been right, hasn’t it? Have you been to the Malfoy Manor yet? Have you talked to them at all?” Ginny was quite curious about the situation and wanted to know more, before she helped Hermione make a decision.

“Yes, I went there a couple of days ago to talk to them about this mess. They assured me, that if I move in with them, I can still come here and visit the Grangers. It was pretty shocking to see the Malfoys being so nice to me, I’m not used to that.” Hermione said as she smiled a little at the memory of her walk with Draco. “Ginny, you have to help me. I really don’t know what to do.” Ginny stood up, took Hermiones hands and pulled her back to couch and made her sit down.

“First of all, you need to stay calm, getting all worked up won’t help you at all. Secondly, you need to know if you can trust the Malfoys. Thirdly, why don’t you look like a Malfoy?”

“I can’t stay calm Ginny, this is a moment, where I’m allowed to freak out. And yes, I can trust them, you know that as well as I do, they fought for the Light. And I don’t look like a Malfoy because they put a charm on me that made me look different.”

“Aren’t you curious to know what you should look like? I would have had that charm lifted the day I found you.”

“Of course I’m curious Ginny, but I think, that once the charm is lifted, there’s no going back and I’m not prepared to do that yet, you know? I’m afraid of the boys reaction, you remember what Ron told when I went to the Yule Ball with Viktor, don’t you? I think this time his reaction will even be worse, seeing as I’m now related to the so called enemy.”

“I guess you’re right, my dunderhead of a brother, has been known for exaggerating, but you’re going to have to tell them sometime. And it better be soon, otherwise their reaction will be even worse, you know that Hermione.”

Hermione sat on the couch in complete silence, contemplating how she would tell her best friends. She wasn’t prepared to do it yet, she was scared, scared she was going to lose them as friends and that she was going to have to through this alone. She always counted on Harry and Rons support, but wasn’t really sure anymore if she could on them after this. The boys didn’t trust the Malfoys, said they only fought for the Light, to save their own asses and that they still believed in the things Voldemort told them. “Well then, I guess I should tell them to come over, will you please stay and help me with this?” She looked at her friend, who nodded. Hermione smiled a little and went to the fireplace, she activated it and just like Sirius did in her fifth year, put her head in it and told the boys to come over, because she needed to talk to them. As she was done with the firecall, she made her way to the kitchen. “Gin, do you want some tea? I’m going to make some, maybe it will help me stay calm.”

“Yes, please. I’ll wait here for them.” Ginny looked at her friend, she was concerned, this wasn’t going to be easy for Hermione and she knew the boys well enough to know that they wouldn’t react as she had. As Hermione finished making the tea, the boys arrived in the living room and looked for Hermione, as they couldn’t see her, they asked Ginny where she was. “She’s in the kitchen, she’ll be out soon. Come on guys, sit down, there’s no reason to stay around all day.” Merlin, this is going to be difficult, Ginny thought, as she saw the boys already nervous about what Hermione had to tell them. Finally, Hermione made her way back into the living room with a tray with tea and biscuits.

“Thanks you guys for coming so soon. I know it’s unexpected, but I really need to talk to you.” She said as she poured everyone a cup of tea and took a place on the couch next to Ginny. The boys exchanged a surprised look, it wasn’t everyday that Hermione had something important to tell them, and to invite them more, proved how important this was for her. “I’m going to ask you to stay silent, until I’m finished with my explanation, before you jump in and start yelling at me.” She waited for the boys to nod, before continuing. “About a week ago, a couple came to visit us. They, together with my parents told me that I’m not a muggleborn, I’m in fact a pureblood. The Grangers adopted me a couple of weeks after my birth.” She wanted to continue explaining, but Ron had to butt in and say what he was thinking, like he always did.

“Who are your real parents? They aren’t Death Eaters, are they?” Ron almost yelled at his friend. This new piece of information about his friend changed everything for him.

“If you could just shut up and listen, you would already know who my parents are.” She took a breath to calm herself, and felt Ginny squeeze her hand, to show her she was there to support here, Hermione turned her head and smiled at Ginny. “My parents didn’t think it would be safe to raise me, because Voldemort would want me to join his ranks, and for a woman that can be quite dangerous and painful, so they decided to give me up for adoption and keep my twin brother. They put a glamour charm on me, so that no one would suspect who my biological family was. My real name is Amy Narcissa Malfoy.” As she finished explaining everything to the boys, she took a sip of tea and waited for their outburst, luckily she didn’t have to wait long.

“What? You’re a Malfoy? Tell me you’re joking!” Ron screamed at her, as Harry sat next to him, taking it all in. What Harry did next surprised and shocked Hermione, he stood up, went to the fireplace and before he left, he turned to Hermione.

“I can’t be friends with a Malfoy.” He then threw Floo Powder in the fireplace and yelled the burrow. Hermione had tears in the eyes by the time the green flames had vanished, she couldn’t believe her best friend would leave her. Ginny hugged and tried to comfort her, but nothing seemed to help, Hermione was heartbroken. Ron stood there, with his mouth open, as surprised as the girls at Harry’s reaction. Ginny was whispering to her friend that everything would be alright, he would come to his senses and come crawling back to her. Her older brother didn’t know what to do, it was a shocking revelation, but not one that should cost a friendship, they had been friends for the last seven years, why should her name matter? He slowly approached the crying girl and hugged her too.

He said quietly to Hermione. “I’ll always be here for you Mione, or should I say Amy?” He laughed a little as he saw the beginning of a smile on her lips. Hermione turned to him and hugged really tight, whispering thank you. Hermione heard a car stopping in the driveway, alerting her that her adoptive parents were back home. She dried her tears with her shirt and sat up straight, with a smile on her face.
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