12 Grimmauld Place
Hermione sat in the front room with a letter her mother had sent her for Xmas. No one knew where she had gone after breakfast except Sirius who had been keeping an eye on her; he knew something was bugging her. Why had she decided to come there instead of going skiing with her parents? Was it really, because she couldn't ski to save her life or was it something else.
Hermione finally got up the courage to open the letter.
Dear Hermione,
Your father and I have been trying to decide when the best time to tell you this but I know this will come as a shock to you.
Nearly 16 years ago we adopted a child, that little child was you. We meet your grandmother she explained to us that the best place for you to be was in what she called the Muggle world.
See Honey your birth mother died in childbirth and your grandparents felt that your father could not take care of you on his own.
Your grandmother will be in touch with you in the next few days with a letter of the requests that your mother left to her.
Remember we may not be your real parents but we raised you as our own, we love you and would still like to keep in touch with you. We love you Miss Hermione Jane Andromeda McGonagall Black.
Love your mother
Jane Granger
By the end of the letter her hands were shaking and tears were streaming down her cheeks. She curled up in the chair she was in with the tears cascading down her face. Sirius watched her fall asleep before coming out of his hiding place to read over the letter that was received.
Much to his surprise he had located his own daughter, a child whom he had known for the past 2 years. Best friend to his godson whom had just received a letter telling her the truth. And if he was going to tell the truth, he was going to have to inform the child's grandmother.
Sirius also thought about the way he had seen Hermione and Ron looking at each other over the table and knew Ron Weasley should be the one to find Hermione in this state.
Sirius snuck out of the room just as Ron walked down the stairs.
"Sirius have you seen Hermione" Ron asked with an apple in his hand.
"She's in the front room. But Ron she's asleep. She cried herself to sleep; she seemed to be upset about something. Don't tell Harry he has too much to worry about at the moment."
"Thanks Sirius. By the way there is an old man in the kitchen looking for you, he said he knows you" Ron said as Sirius kept walking towards the kitchen.