AN: This story is set after POA. It's my first fan-fic, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. I have not planned for later chapters, so I have no idea of the plot. ;D

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.


Hermione knew she was in massive trouble. She had just totally lost control of her magical powers, and how did it end? Well, to put it in simple terms, she blew up her house. Her dad looked at her furiously, while her mum had a shocked and frightened expression. Just ten minutes ago, everything had been right.

They had started eating dinner like any other day, when Hermione's mum brought up the subject of Sirius.

"Darling, I really think you should stay away from Harry now. It's for your own good" Hermione's mum said.

"Look mum, we've been through this so many times. Harry's my friend, and I'm not abandoning him, and I told you. Sirius is innocent." Hermione retaliated.

"Hermione, don't talk back to your mum like that. She's only thinking about your own good." Her dad had said.

"I get it. Just… just leave me alone." And with that, Hermione stormed off, but before she left the room, her mum had said one last thing, "Young lady, don't leave when I'm talking to you. Now for the last time, I order you to stop hanging around Harry, you got that?"

That had done it. Hermione had always thought that her parents were supportive of her wizard friends, but she had thought wrong. She didn't know what to do, so she did the only thing she could think of. She took out her wand, and muttered a spell in her breath. Before she knew it, the house blew up.

Hermione was in so much trouble now. Within seconds since she did the magic, an owl had flown in, with an envelope containing a letter, asking her to go to the ministry immediately, and a port key.

Hermione knew what to do. She grabbed hold of the port key, and she was whisked away to the ministry of magic.

She landed with a thump. Turning around, she saw the minister of magic, Dumbledore, and Snape. Oh she was in so much trouble.

"Ahh… Miss Granger, how pleasant to see you without getting into any more trouble. Please take a seat, we have lots to discuss." Cornelius Fudge offered.

Hermione cautiously sat down, avoiding eye contact with all three of them.

"Now, to get onto business, Miss Granger, I assume you have realized that you were specifically told to not use magic during your summer holidays?" Fudge asked.

Hermione nodded.

"So may I ask, what reason did you have for using magic, when you were specifically told not to?" Fudge asked again, his voice remaining calm and patient.

Hermione looked speechless. What was she going to explain to the minister?

"Perhaps I could answer that, Sir." Snape replied. "You see, Miss Granger and her friends have always had a disregard for rules. I'm not surprised to see her."

"That's enough, Severus." The head master said warningly.

"Yes, yes. Miss Granger, I assume you've had a tiring night. Professor Snape shall escort you home. I will discuss your punishments another day." The minister stated. Hermione's heart skipped a beat at the word punishments.

"Come, Miss Granger, or do you wish to stay in here?" Snape asked. Hermione blushed, and quickly walked to Snape.

They both walked out of the ministry silently and onto the road, where Snape asked Hermione to hold onto him, and they disapparated to Hermione's house.