Ch.1-

Hermione woke up and walked into her parlor before going down to breakfast. It had been a good start of summer for her and she had sat around and lazily read books and swam in her pool.

She was humming a soft melody when she saw her mother's reflection in her mirror. She was politely standing in the doorway.

"May I come in?"

Mrs. Granger seemed very anxious and was shifting her weight from foot to foot.

"Sure," Hermione hesitated, "Um, is everything alright Mum?"

"Well, yes, but I think we need to have a little talk."

Hermione knew something big was up, usually her mother was planting flowers in the garden which always were bright and pretty, or cleaning the pool, which miraculously never got dirty, or cleaning the house, which was always spotless. But not recently. Recently her mother had stopped and seemed very tired and worried.

Hermione led her mom to her bed and sat down with a pillow in her lap.

"You know we love you very much Hermione, your father and I do, and we never want to lie to you, or make you upset," her mother picked up Hermione's favorite teddy bear on her bed, and simultaneously pushed the button on its coat into its fluffy chest softly and lovingly.

It seemed to relax her.

"Common mum, whatever it is, I need to know."

"Yes, yes dear, ok."

She nodded and shut her eyes and Hermione watched as a tear streaked down her mothers face before she shook her head and the tear away.

"Alright, this may be shocking for you, but you are a pureblood witch."

Hermione was already gazing at her mother, but her expression changed from shock, to confusion, to anger in a few seconds.

"Your not my real parents?"

"No, no Hermione, WE- are purebloods." She had a hand going back and forth between herself and her daughter.

Now she was confused, "I don't understand, there aren't Granger's in the pureblood line."

"Yes dear I know, that's because we had to change our names so you-who-must-not-be-named could not trace us at all."

Hermione stared at her mother, almost looking for a sign that it was a lie, a joke, something, but found only truth.

"Ok, " She said shakily, I don't understand why you are so upset.

"That's not all Hermione."

"Your father, well, Mr. Granger is not your real father."

"You're lying, please tell me you both didn't lie to me for 16 years."

Her mother whimpered at her daughter's rage and put a hand on top of Hermione's.

"I'm so sorry, we were going to tell you on your 18th birthday, but the rise of You-Know-Who had caused us to tell you earlier."

"Ok, so who is my father, am I YOUR daughter?"

"Yes, ok let me start from the beginning ok?"

"Alright." Hermione let a tear flow over her eyes and run slowly down her cheek.

FLASHBACK

A small church's bells rang at noon on a bright and sunny day in June.

A preacher stood in front of a crowd of people with a blonde to his left, and watched a beautiful lady walk down the isle towards him.

"We are gathered here today…"

The gossip women in the pews were quietly whispering.

"Why in a muggle church, this is fairly odd." One said, then another leaned over and added, "Yes, a Zambini and a Malfoy too, they can afford the best wizarding wedding around, it's a wonder."

But then when the two in the front joined hands and started to speak, everyone got quiet.

"Do you, Jane Amelia Zambini take Lucius Xander Malfoy to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have, hold, and protect from this day forward?"

"I do."

"And do you, Lucius Xander Malfoy take the Jane Amelia Zambini to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have, and to hold, and protect from this day forward?

"I do."

"Now, before he kisses the bride, the new couple has asked me to read from the Bible, a few verses about their love, and what it means to them."

All the women 'awed'.

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves. Love never fails."

"I would like to present to the Wizarding World, for the first time ever, Mr. and Mrs. Lucius and Jane Malfoy!

The whole church was applauding and smiling and waving.

END FLASHBACK