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Chapter 2: Revelations

As soon as Hermione walked into the kitchen with Sirius she was bombarded with question after question. All of the Weasley's seemed to want to know what had transpired between her and the infamous James Potter. It was hard keeping up with what question came from what person, much less what the questions were. Hermione tried to answer the questions as best she could, but there wasn't much to tell.

Her time with James had seem short to say the least, and not very informative. From what she had gathered he came back to life for love.

He died for love and came back for it.

She was just a little worried about where that love would come from. She knew that he would be searching for it and Ginny seemed to be the likely candidate. She looked so much like his deceased wife that it only seemed like a natural transition.

From the far corner of the kitchen she could she the glazed expression plastered on Ginny Weasley's face. Apparently James Potter had wrought quite an impression on her. Hermione only hoped that Ginny remembered she was with Harry and that she should stay loyal to the man she at least claimed to love.

Especially with the attention Hermione knew James would pay her. If the way he had looked at her when he had first noticed her was any consolation. Those two would be married with children in two years tops. She just had to make sure that didn't happen or Harry's heart would break. Having your father steal the woman you loved wasn't something any young adult looked forward to.

Hermione shook her head when she heard Sirius' warm chuckle. She smiled up at him, they had become steadily closer when she had finished her last year at Hogwarts. She had a sneaky suspicion that he had tried to keep his distance because he wanted her to stay a child longer.

"What's wrong, love?" Sirius breathed hotly into her ear.

Her eyes sparkled. "Nothing."

"That face never means nothing."

Hermione smiled playfully. "Since when have you known what my different expressions looked like?"

"Since I started paying attention." Sirius said seriously.

Her smiled dropped. "I'm just confused about Mr. Potter's arrival. It's weird that he would come back now of all times. I'm just glad he came before Harry lost anymore family. It's good for him."

Sirius nodded. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Harry needs all the family he can get and he has us, but I know it's never been enough."

"I know, I never tried deluding myself otherwise. I know that the Weasley's have a tendency to do so, especially Mrs. Weasley. Do you remember when she got it into her head that Harry and Ginny were fated?"

"Yeah, she made sure it happened. With or without his knowledge." Sirius laughed from the memories.

"Do you think he wanted it?" Hermione paused and glanced towards the living room. "Sometimes I think he only did it because it was expected of him. Mrs. Weasley means so much to him and he only did it to make her happy." She glanced up at Sirius, trying to see what he thought of her admission.

Sirius looked thoughtful. "Sometimes I feel the same way. Other times I think he's trying to be normal and with Ginny he can do that. The war hasn't touched her like it has others. She may be in the midst of the war because of her families choice, but the war hasn't stripped her of her innocence."

"But what about the Chamber of Secrets?" Hermione asked doubtfully.

"I actually believe that's part of the problem. When that happened she was so young and self-conscious. She was still growing and I think it brought out more childish tendencies, an ignorance to certain things." Sirius focused on Ginny. She looked lost in her thoughts.

Hermione nodded. "It makes sense. I'm sometimes surprised at how untouched she is by the war. She's never lost anyone from the war and she isn't targeted. Do you think that's why Voldemort doesn't seem to care that she's Harry's girlfriend?"

"It's plausible. He doesn't deem her to be a threat. I mean he would know better then anyone, he had possessed her before. He could have altered things in such a way that she would never be a threat." A veil of darkness blocked Sirius' thoughts from Hermione. She could never read him when he did that.

She laid her head on Sirius' shoulder, relaxing from this mornings taxing events. All she wanted to do was go back to her warm bed and sleep the day away, but she knew she couldn't. With the way people were acting she couldn't leave them with James alone. She was brought back to thoughts of him. He probably had so many questions to ask, but right now he was busy with Harry. She smiled, Harry finally had a family.

"Hermione?" Harry awoke her from her trancelike state.

"Yes?" She didn't bother looking up at him, too comfortable resting on Sirius.

"My dad wants to speak with you."

Hermione sighed heavily. "Then why doesn't he come get me himself?"

"I'm right here." James' voice came out harsh as his eyes were blazing in rage.

Her head sprang to attention. "Sorry? I was just resting my eyes." She explained herself hurriedly.

James didn't know why he was angry when he had seen Sirius holding Hermione so closely. He figured it was because she was the only person he knew so he was feeling a little possessive of her. He nodded, that's what it was.

"Can I talk to you in the other room, please?"

Hermione nodded. She glanced at Harry and he smiled warmly at her. His face glowing with his happiness. "Are you coming?"

"No, he said he just wanted to speak to you privately."

"You can come if you want to, I don't want to keep you from spending time with him." Hermione explained.

Harry shook his head. "It's okay. I'll spend time with him later, but I do want to talk to you about a few things when your done talking with him. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all, I'll meet you in your room after?" She asked.

"That's fine."

Hermione took one more glance around the room and sees everyone staring expectantly at her, like she would make some big speech and answer all their questions. She didn't because she didn't know how to start so she turned to Sirius.

"Floo Remus, and the rest of the Order. Say we're having an emergency mandatory meeting tonight." Hermione said.

"What do I tell them when they ask what it's about?"

"Tell Remus of course, but just tell the rest that I've found some interesting piece of information. Tell Minerva that if Severus tries to get out of it that I want to speak to him after the meeting about something." Hermione explained.

She finally got the courage to go to the living room. She found James sitting calmly on one of the couches. Obviously waiting for her to get there.

"You wanted to talk to me." Hermione stated matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, I wanted to finish talking to you from earlier."

Hermione waited for him to continue, but he seemed to want her to respond. "I already said earlier that I would answer any of your questions. I just figured that you might want to talk to Harry about them now that you've been reacquainted."

"No, I have other things to tell him. He'll want to know all about Lily and myself that there will be no time for me to ask questions. You're the only one that doesn't want something from me." James explained.

"That's something I can relate to. So go ahead… I'm all yours." Truer words were never spoken.