Hinata awoke that morning on high alert. She wasn't in the bed in her small apartment in Konoha. No, she remembered, she hadn't been there for a while now. For the last 10 days, she'd been staying at a place called the Leaky Cauldron. And before arriving here, she'd spent quite some time traveling from Konoha to London, England. It really seemed like an eternity since she'd seen Konoha, but she had been keeping herself entertained by exploring Diagon Alley.

Pulling herself out of bed to get ready for the next 24 hours ahead of her. Her foot hit a medium-sized box. It contained a goodbye gift pair of ninja sandals from Ten Ten and Lee. They, along with Shino, Kiba and Neji, whom of which smuggled her out of Konoha, had been the only ones to know she was leaving. Moving the lid away from the box, she pulled the note that had accompanied the shoes. 'Hey Kick Ass out there okay? We are rooting for you, Youthful Hinata!

Soon after getting dressed and the like, there was a rapping at the door, followed by the door opening. Tom the Innkeeper had told her that the Minister was downstairs waiting for her. She followed Tom out and over to the Minister of Magic.

"Ah Ms. Hyuuga, how has your stay been?" He asked, business smile plastered on his face. If business was how he wanted to play, Hinata could play along well.

"It's been well, sir. Thank you for asking." She replied. 16 years of being the Hyuuga heir (nevermind the fact she'd been kicked out twice for being too weak) and not knowing how to deal with people like this was laughable. She'd dealt with these people since she'd been able to speak, albeit it was more speak when spoken to, the whole being shy and all.

"I trust you know the reason I'm here for?" She didn't like this guy very much. She wouldn't have to go through this crap had she been only a year older.

"Of course, sir" Hinata said. He was here because she wasn't technically an adult in wizarding society. The fact that she was a ninja was null and void. So of course, she was going to be pawned off to someone's family until she left the wizarding world, or was a legal adult. She lucked out when an old, white-haired wizard by the name of Dumbledore had offered her a place at Hogwarts while school was in. She figured there would be people around her age, and as a bonus, she's be safe from this creep.

"Have you made your decision on who you'd like to stay with, then? He asked, getting up from his seat at the Leaky Cauldron.

"Yes, sir. I have." She said, getting up from her own seat and walking with the Minister to the ministry car waiting outside.

Lucius Malfoy watched himself in the mirror. He smirked, looking regal as always. When you were him, you breathed sophistication.

"You called Wheezy, sir?' The house-elf said, arriving to the room magically.

"Fetch me my shoes, the dark green ones." He ordered, never breaking from the mirror. The house elf let as it came in. Deciding he looked no less than perfect, Lucius went to the downstairs portion of his house. Today, on one of his days off, he was heading off to the Ministry. The young Hyuuga girl was to take residence with a pure-blood wizard family until she reached the legal wizarding age. So he had offered a place for her to go. He smirk once again, the Hyuuga family was probably the only pure-blooded family on par with the Malfoys. Blood wise, money wise, power wise. Not to mention, Draco's age wasn't too far off from the girl's age.

There was, however, one insignificant road block. A certain Arthur Weasley. Yes, just because that blood traitor could fit another person in the crawlspace he calls home doesn't mean he should. No matter, the Hyuuga girl would come to live with the Malfoys. He knew because, whenever things came down to the Weasley and himself, Lucius would always win, by one means or the other.

Soon after his shoes arrived, he ate a quiet breakfast with his wife and son, and left for the ministry.

It was a few days after the ruckus of the Quidditch World Cup, and things had just about calm down. Well, mostly at the Burrow anyways. Things at the Ministry had been a little less that absolute chaos, what with the death eaters, and then the Dark Mark being splayed over the event. It'd be more surprising if it weren't, truth be told. However the incident at the Quidditch world cup hadn't been the only thing out of the ordinary; there was a girl around the age of 16 by the name of Hinata Hyuuga.

Due to the wizarding law, she'd have to stay with a wizarding family. She wouldn't be forced onto anyone, and anyone within a certain category (no past-Azkaban stays, must have a connection to the ministry, things of that sort) would be eligible. And anyways, it was mostly people in the ministry that actually know about her being in England. Arthur already talked it over with Molly, and in the end they figured it'd be okay if she stayed. By now, everyone in the Burrow would have known that they may be getting a live in guest.

He'd met her once. It was the type of thing where you get to know what it was you were getting into. She was a nice girl, rather shy, and didn't seem like someone problematic.

It was today that the final decision would be cast. He would leave for the Ministry in hour or two, but for now it was time for breakfast! He went downstairs and joined his either awake or asleep-on-their-feet family members, including Harry and Hermione. Ron had been the last to trudge in to the dining room, offering a simple "morning" to the world before sitting and eating in a Ron-esqe mix of sleeping and eating. All in all, a typical breakfast at the Burrow.

Time passed as it usually does, and Arthur had found himself pulling on the same brown shoes he did when he went to work, and with a loud "good bye" he left.

Update, a la 2015. I decided to edit this chapter instead of completely rewriting it. It allowed me to reconnect with the story while fixing stupid mistakes. (At one point, I messed up and put you're instead of your. Smh past me.)

It isn't anything new, just easier to read.