I know I don't have to say that I do not own Harry Potter, but I still would like to make sure it is clear for eveyrone: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. That's better ;)

Hi! It's me again! This time it's a long story, not a one-shot. My first long story, so don't be too harsh! Please, read and review!

Summary: The war is over. The good side won and Hermione comes back for her seventh year at Hogwarts. She's been made a Head Girl and Neville's been made a Head Boy. Will something happen between them? And who's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and the new Head of House? What secrets does Hermione hide? Who will she end up with? What will happen? Meet the new, sexy Hermione Granger and follow her through her seventh year. Takes place after DH. Major SPOILERS.

Hermione sighed. She was sitting in The Burrow's kitchen and sipping hot tea. It was over at last. The war was over. Voldemort was gone. 'Voldy's gone moldy', as Peeves was singing after the battle. She, Harry, Ron, Ginny, George, Percy, Charlie, Bill, Mr and Mrs Weasley, Fleur, Hagrid and Kingsley were all squeezed in the kitchen. Hermione was amazed at first that all of them managed to fit in, but it was gone quickly as all events from the batlle and her past came to her. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't. She somehow taughtened up. She knew that many would die, but it hurt anyway.

'So...' Mrs Weasley started. 'Hermione, Kingsley'll go with you to fetch your parents. The charm you put on them was strong, so they'll have to spend some time in St Mungo's.'

Ron's told everyone about her parents, 'cause Hermione didn't want to. Harry and Ron didn't understand why.

'No,' Hermione said simply.

'Hermione, I know you're very skilled, bright and great witch, but you need protection, just in case. Besides, I might be handy, if something... you know, goes wrong,' Kingsley, who was sitting opposite her, put his hand reassurringly on hers, which was lying on the table. He and Hermione have become closer to each other since they met. He's always apreciated brave, committed and intelligent people, and she was one of them. She proved it during the war.

Hermione smiled weakly at him. 'It's not that. It's just... We won't go fetch my parents,' she said silently.

Silence has fallen and every pair of eyes was looking at Hermione. Her face showed sadness and sorrow.

'We all understand that it's hard for you, but we need to. We shouldn't be keeping them under the charm for too long. The sooner they'll get their true memories back, the better,' Mr Weasley broke the silence.

'You don't understand,' Hermione said simply. 'I have to tell you something and please, listen carefully and don't interrupt me. You see, I didn't put any charm on my parents.'

'What?' everyone yelled.

'I aked you not to interrupt me. Or I won't tell anything.'

'Ok, we won't say anything more until you finish,' promised Harry, who was sitting on her left. He put his right arm around her and hugged her.

'I didn't, 'cause my parents died at the beggining of my sixth year.'

Everyone's breath caught in their throats.

'They were killed by the Death Eaters. But everyone thought they died because of heart attacks. I don't have any family beside them and I was underage, so I was supposed to go to the orphanage. But Dumbledore came up with an idea. I had to choose my step father from someone from the wizarding world and Dumbledore forged the documents that the person I chose was my relative. Then that person adopted me.'

'Who was that?' Ginny asked quietly.

'Remus,' Hermione whispered.

That was the moment when everyone realised just how much Hermione has lost.

'But why didn't you tell us?' asked Harry.

'You've had enough troubles. I thought I'll wait with that until the war is over.'

'You and Teddy are siblings zen?' aked Fleur.

'No,' Hermione answered. 'Remus's papers were forged, he was my step father only in the Muggle world. I'm not connected with Teddy. At least not by family bounds.'

Then four owls flew through the window and landed in front of Hermione, Harry, Ron and Ginny. They untied the letters from the owls' legs and unfolded them.

'What's that?' asked Hagrid.

Harry read aloud.

Dear Mr Potter

I've got the pleasure to announce that Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will be reopened. Therefore, I hope you will attend your seventh year here. You will be taking the same NEWTs as before.

Yours sincerely

Headmistress of Hogwarts

Minerva McGonnagall

'I'll be going back to my sixth year,' added Ginny. 'Good, 'cause I didn't learn a thing from our lessons in this year.'

'Hermione?' Charlie asked tentatively, seeing that she was sitting still, not moving and barely breathing.

'I...' she stuttered. 'I've been made a Head Girl!'

'Congratulations!' the word was coming from everyowhere, everyone was smiling at her. A bit sadly, but they were really happy for her.

'Who's the Head Boy?' asked Mrs Weasley.

'Neville,' answered Hermione.

'Neville? As in Neville Longbottom?' Ron was astonished. 'I've always thought it would be Harry.'

'Harry's had enough responsibilities so far. He doesn't need more of them now. Besides, Neville proved himself during the batlle, and the whole war,' Hermione explained.

'And he took care of us during the last year,' agreed Ginny. 'He was loyal to you guys through all the time. He kept telling us all that you'd come and help us. Until that time though we were supposed to be getting ready to help you. It's him who thought about Room of Requierment as a place to hide for us. And he never stopped practising. When we started to lose hope, he didn't, he kept telling us that we have to wait, but be ready.'

'Yeah,' Harry supported the girls. 'I can't imagine anyone better on that position.'

Ron looked hurt.

'Oww, come on, Ron!' Hermione was getting annoyed. 'You know that you don't like all the duties that come with being Head Boy and everything would be on my head. It's not only about being good, it's about responibility too.'

'I know,' said Ron. 'It's just... Everyone's changed so much. Neville was clumsy and now he's so skillful, Ginny became more serious and mature, you loosened up and became more open-minded. Only me... I'm still my stupid self.'

'No, you're not,' Hermione then understood how he felt. 'You've changed too. You're more mature, and, believe it or not, more responsible. You care about the others more than you did before. And now you insult me less than you used to.'

Ron chuckled. 'Yeah, thanks.'

'So, congratulations, Hermione! I knew yer would be Head Girl one day!' Hagrid boomed cheerfully.

'Thanks,' Hermione smiled. Maybe she's lost a lot, but she still had a lot. She knew the Weasleys, Harry and the rest wouldn't left her.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I'll try to update the fanfic as often as I can. So, review, please! ;)