As daylight came in through Hermiones bedroom window she felt the warmth that the sun gave and she smiled. She was a morning person, so she lied awake in bed for a while, thinking. This is going to be my last year at Hogwarts. She frowned slightly at the thought and turned over in her bed. Again she thought, this is my last year to make something of myself.She decided that a change was in order. Nothing too drastic, but not something so small. She decided that she would visit a hair salon tomorrow and see what could be done about her, "bush", so to speak. She never wore makeup so she ruled that out. She was a natural kind of girl.

Two days passed and it was time to board the train to Hogwarts, for the very last time. She smiled as she got ready and looked in the mirror. She was pleased with the results that she got from that day she spent at the salon. Her hair was now long and straight but it remained it's same golden brown color. She put on her school uniform seeing as there was no point to change on the train. She packed all of her books and supplies that she needed for school and headed downstairs for breakfast, her trunk lagging behind her.

"Is that my little girl I see..." her father started.

"Yes dad." Hermione said with a bit of sadness.

She never really liked parting with her family. They were the world to her and she loved them so.

"Mum!" She yelled out. Knowing that the person who would answer would lead her to breakfast. "In the kitchen dear!" Her mum yelled back. She entered the kitchen and took a deep breath in. Her mum was going over the top with breakfast again and she enjoyed every minute of it. Pancakes, toast, waffles, sausage, bacon, eggs, cereal, and freshly squeezed orange juice were at her fingertips. She inwardly squealed with joy and started on her breakfast.

"Douglas, dear...would you come into the kitchen for a moment?" Her mum quietly said while she stuck her head out into the living room.

"Yes, Melanie...?" The older man said to his wife with every bit of concern on his face.

Hermione was watching the scene unfold right before her very eyes and to tell the truth she was quite curious as to what was going on. She thought that she might do a little eavesdropping as she 'pretended' to scarf down her eggs. Her mother and father were having a silent argument so she tuned into the conversation more and she only heard bits and pieces of it, it sounded something like "you are GOING to tell her, NOW." Her mother said in a fierce whisper and put her foot down.

Her curiosity was finally starting to get the better of her so she decided to ask what was going on.

"Mum, Dad?...what are you guys bickering about?" She asked and she sighed dejectedly afterwards. "Mya' it's nothing to worry about. Your mum and I were just having a small talk about the business...not to worry dear." Her father all but stumbled out of his mouth. She knew that her father was lying to her. Just when she was about to say that she knew he was lying her mother cut in. "Hermione dear...I'm sorry to say this but you are NOT a mudblood. You are a pureblood. We were just too scared to tell you. We were afraid you would get mad at us..." Her mother said in a slow and uneasy tone.

Hermione didn't know what to say. She was truly speechless. All this time she had been almost tormented to death and teased to no end by Draco Malfoy and his stupid, Slytherin, idiot friends.

She looked up at her mother and father and asked "why couldn't you tell me before?" Tears were building up in her eyes and she tried desperately hard to keep them in check.

"We couldn't tell you...The Ministry of Magic specifically told us that we couldn't tell you in order to keep our place here in the muggle world where we would be safe from the dementors and Voldemort!" her mother spilled out. Tears evident on her face.

"Why did we have to leave the wizarding world, What happened?" She asked quietly, searching her parents face for answers.

"After Harry's parents died we were the next couple on Voldemorts list. We went to the Ministry to get help. Fudge said that the best thing for us to do would be to move to the muggle world! Keep in mind that your mum was pregnant with you and was all most ready to give birth!" Her father said it all in what seemed to be one big sentence.

"We would have died as well honey, I hope that you understand.." Her mother finished off. "I'm sorry that we couldn't tell you." They both said together.

Hermione nodded and gave both of her parents a hug and kiss each. Then she realized that she was going to be late for the train.