A/N: hey everyone, I'm still very new at writing so bear with me. This story is not HBP compatible since we hate it when Dumbledore's dead and Draco's an ass. Have fun!

----- hi again! so, right now, i'm editing this entire story. it's not quite up to par with where my writing is now so i decided that i would go back and fix all the mistakes. i hope it actually makes a difference. enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing – it all belongs to J. K. Rowling

Chapter 1: Surprise

Hermione woke up early, comfy and happy. She took a shower and got dressed. Admiring her transformed self in the mirror. Her teeth, once huge and strongly resembling those of a beaver, had now straightened out due to a spell cast in her third year. Her auburn hair, although still frizzy, had been tamed somewhat and had more curls, as suppose to its clumps of knots before. Hermione was no longer a first year at Hogwarts either, she now had curves in all the right places that had caught the attention of different guys throughout the summer. She was no longer the buck toothed know-it all and to put it simply, she was beautiful.

Going down to breakfast, Hermione was surprised to see both of her parents sitting at the table as if they had been waiting for her. Both her parents had the same exact look of worry and anticipation on their faces but seeing that their daughter was awake, they immediately plastered smiles on their face. But these smiles were worn and forced.

"Hermione, your mother and I have something to tell you," said Jeremy Granger.

"Ok dad, shoot," Hermione replied, a little worried why her parents, sweet, fun-loving people, were acting this way.

"Well Hermione, you see... we, that is…" Jane Granger suddenly burst into tears and was comforted by her husband.

"Hermione, I think it would be better if we had the Zabinis explain it to you," said Hermione's dad.

Hermione just stared at her father in shock. The Zabini's were probably the second richest family in the wizarding world with just as pure blood as the Malfoy's. How the hell do my parents know who the Zabini's are? Hermione wondered, completely confused.

She followed her parents to the living room and over to the fireplace, questions rolling around in her head. Mrs. Granger reached into a small cupboard and came out with a small bag of floo powder in her hand. For Hermione things just couldn't get weirder. It was odd enough that her parents knew who the Zabinis were, they could have not known that they were wizards. But for her parents to know what floo powder was, let alone how to use it? This was just plain freaky.

"Mum, Dad, what's going on?" Hermione asked tentatively.

Hermione's answer was a look from her father telling her to stop asking questions as he held out the bag of floo powder, indicating that she should take some. "Hermione, I assume you know how to use floo powder?" with a nod from his daughter, he continued. "Good, we're going to Zabini Manor."

Still puzzled, Hermione obeyed, looking at her parents as though they had grown another head, or several.

"Zabini Manor," Hermione said loudly and clearly. The room started to spin and Hermione found herself in a living room with 4 people sitting on the couch and in chairs staring at her.

Right in front of Hermione was a Man, a Women and a young boy who she guessed to be five or six. Everyone had black hair and blue eyes and were staring at her with amazement. Although she was surprised to see all these people looking at her, her attention was drawn to a boy sitting towards her right, with the same black hair and blue eyes.

Hermione was grateful when a second later the flames in the fireplace turned green and her parents stepped into the living room.

Turning to them, Hermione looked at them and said, "Why am I here and why is Blaise Zabini," Hermione nodded her head in the direction of the boy. "and what I assume to be his family, here also?"

Hermione was surprised when it was not her parents that answered her but the women sitting on the couch. "Because, right now you are in our living room at Zabini Manor. Since Blaise is also going into his sixth year at Hogwarts, you already know him but this," she said, gesturing to the man sitting on her left. "Is Jonathon Marcus Zabini, this is our son, Blaise's little brother, Zachary Henry Zabini and I am, Analiese Lesley Zabini. I am Johnathon's wife, and, I am also your mother."