So... I'm sorry to all those who thought this story has been abandoned. I've recently struck inspiration and decided to reformat the whole thing so here we go! Disclaimer: I am only playing in the sandbox, I do not actually own it.

Hermione was looking; no she was searching like there was a dragon on her heels. The item of her frantic search was her birth had just found out that she was adopted because Mr. and Mrs. Granger thought it was time for her to know the truth. They didn't know who her biological parents were. So the young witch flooed to the Ministry and inquired about the Department of Records.

Once reaching the department she quickly searched for the right area in which held all the records for the year she was born and went to work again on trying to find that oh so elusive parchment.

"Found it!" Hermione exclaimed with delight but upon reading the document she fainted in shock and worry.

The parchment claimed her to be the daughter of Remus J. Lupin.

~Time Skip~

Hermione woke up and found herself at her house on the couch in front of the fireplace. She wildly went to the mantle and grabbed some floo powder and floo called Remus unaware of a concealment charm wearing off.

He was half asleep when he heard his name being yelled with such a determination that he worried for his own safety for a moment.

"Remus John Lupin, WAKE UP! You have some explaining to do!"Hermione shouted. The first thing that came to mind was what in Merlin's name got into Hermione? It still eluded me as I searched for a shirt.

Then it hit me."She found out," I whispered.

She must have gone impatient because I heard her shout, "Remus, don't make me floo over there."

"I'm coming 'Mione. Let me put a shirt on," I yelled from the bedroom. I finally found a shirt under the chair by the window and walked to the fireplace. "How much do you know?" I asked because really she could know everything and just want to yell at me.

"I know that you're my father," she replied with a huff of irritation.

"Okay then I guess for starters you should know that you had a concealment charm on you but has already worn off," Before I could say more; Hermione shrieked and disappeared from the fire, to probably find a mirror. .

A concealment charm! I left as soon as I heard in search of a full length mirror. "AH!" I screamed so loudly Remus could probably hear from downstairs. My once bushy brown hair has lightened to the same sandy blonde of Remus and deflated to a more defined curl. My once chocolate brown eyes also lightened to an amber color. But the change that irritated me the most was my summer tan completely disappeared. I look like a ghost or even worse Malfoy!

When Hermione finally came back I decided to jump straight to the bad news. The concealment charm was so powerful that it blocked her werewolf transformations and the inherited abilities it comes with. It was more potion and rune work than charms but it still fell under the category of concealment charms.

Let's just say that had set her off again because before I could put an edge in word wise she started to talk again.

"Are you going to tell me how I'm supposed to live with the Grangers now?" Hermione asked though it sounded more like a demand. How am I going to tell her she'll have to move?

"I'm not going to be living with the Grangers, am I?" She asked though sounded certain about it.

"No I'm sorry. You can't you could could kill them and that would be horrible. You'll have to move in with me." I said wearily hoping she wouldn't start screaming again.

" Fine. Is there anything we have to do in order for me to move in with you or does the Ministry not care." She asked. All I could think of was 'Oh, Merlin. She's not going to like this'.