He ran but the man behind him was closing in. Things went by in blurs as her tried to speed up, but to no avail. He turned round a corner, right into a dead end. He slid to a halt just as net dropped over him. He couldn't fight, was too tired. He gave up and let exhaustion overwhelm him.

Hermione pulled of her headphones when she heard someone knocking over the loud music.

"Come in." She said and the door opened and her mother looked her expectantly. "What?"

Mrs. Granger sighed. "You forgot again."

"Forgot what?"

"Your grandmother's coming and the guest room isn't made up. The kitchens a mess, you know how critical she is, and she'll just die if she saw the house like this and I'd-"

Hermione jumped up as her mother continued to talk. "I'm sorry mum" she interrupted. "I'll fix Gran's room, ok. Don't worry." Hermione walked passed her mother out of the room and down the hall.

She opened the door to a large room with pale ice blue walls. The curtains had a flower print that matched the walls perfectly. A bed was covered with the same pale blue blanket. Hermione started picking up the things that her cousin had left the last time she'd come for a visit.

The guest room was hardly mess at all, but she knew if she'd said that her mother would have had a fit about her idea of a mess and Hermione's idea. Hermione stayed there for a while to let her mum think what she wanted.

She left the room and was heading for the kitchen just as the doorbell rang. Mrs. Granger raised forward to open the door. In the door way stood a tall woman with dark black hair barely touched by gray. Her eyes were sparkling green brown. In one hand she carried a suitcase and in the other a cloth covered cage.

"Hi mom" Mrs. Granger said giving the woman a hug.

"Hello dear. Now where's my favorite granddaughter?" Hermione wiped of her hands then ran into the living room to give her grandmother a hug.

"I missed you Gram! How was your vacation?"

Her Grandmother smiled and moved in the door and sat down on the couch with a groan. Hermione sat down next to her. "It was just lovely. You would have loved New York Mi." She set her suitcase down and Mrs. Granger shot forward to pick it up.

"I'll take this to your room, mom" she said.

"Thank you dear." Hermione's Grandmother smiles then turned back to Hermione. "And I brought you a present." She lifted up the cage and pulled of the white cloth. Inside was a dog with shaggy black fur. It looked oddly familiar. Hermione just couldn't place it until it raised its head and dark eyes looked at her knowingly.

"Sirus!" Hermione gasped