A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I am going to try for at least 1 chapter a week, but I am a truck driver, so I won't always have time. I am glad so many people liked this story, and hope you like where it goes. R&R!

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The next morning Hermione woke up, confused at first where she was, but it all came back to her fairly quickly. She groaned, thinking of all the things she needed to get done today, but not really wanting to get out of bed. It was, she thought to herself, quite a bit more comfortable than either her bed at home, or at Hogwarts. Eventually she got up, and got ready for the day. She knew her first stop had to be Gringotts, so she could convert her pounds over to Galleons. She left her townhouse, and realized there was a garage out back. As she had gotten her license last summer, when she was 16, she decided to see if there was anything in there rather than calling for a cab. When she opened the door, she was shocked. There was a silver convertible that she recognized as a Bentley. She saw the keys were hanging by the door, and excitedly grabbed them, deciding to have a bit of fun. It was a sunny day, and so she put the top down, and drove to Charring Cross Road, where the Leaky Cauldron was located. Finding a parking garage nearby, she parked her new car, and walked the short distance to the Leaky. After she entered Diagon Alley, she headed for Gringotts. After converting and depositing her money with a slightly shocked goblin, who eyed her curiously as if wondering where this young witch acquired such a large sum of money, she decided to ask the goblin if they had any way to transfer funds between a muggle bank and Gringotts without withdrawing large amounts of cash. The goblin informed her that they did have a service, but there was a minimum amount of 5,000 Galleons per transfer to discourage people from doing it often. He explained it was mostly used by muggleborns transferring permanently into the wizarding world. She told him she would need to talk to the Ministry about letting her estate manager in on the secret of magic before she could transfer the money.

"No, Miss Granger, you do not. As you are an of age witch, you are able to tell Muggles of the secret, but in turn you become personally responsible if they break the Statute. If you trust this estate manager to keep the secret, you may tell him at any time. When you do, please escort him here, and we can discus with him the options of transferring some accounts here, since I am assuming you plan on remaining in the Magical world upon your graduation from Hogwarts?" The goblin explained. Hermione frowned, "I do, but I also am quite used to my muggle amenities, and do not wish to live in a wizarding dwelling. I also plan to keep the appearance of a wealthy eccentric in the muggle world, so I while I will probably move a majority of my assets here, I still plan to keep some in the Muggle world."

"Perfectly understanable, Miss Granger," the goblin gave a toothy grin, "While it is not well known, we goblins use electric lights under Gringotts. The number of fires prevented by not having candles to knock over is astronomical." The goblin chuckled at that, and Hermione gave a knowing smile. She then thanked the goblin, and left to go see Sir Michaels.

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Arriving at Sir Michaels' office, she asked his secretary if he was free, and was told to go on back. Steeling herself, she entered his office, greeted him, and sat in the same chair she had sat in the previous day. She told him she had something important to tell him, and asked him to let her finish her story before he asked any questions. He agreed, looking a little puzzled. Hermione took a deep breath and began. She told of how she had strange things happen to her when she was younger, and her invitation to Hogwarts at 11, and that she was about to enter her final year, after which she planned to start a muggleborn advocacy group. She explained her long term goals of trying to change some of the more bigoted laws that remained on the books, even though quite a few had been repealed following the defeat of Voldemort in 1981.

Once she had finished explaining, she looked up at Sir Michaels, hoping he would be understanding, and she wouldn't have to call in a ministry obliviator. She was surprised to find him smiling widely. He chuckled at the worried look on her face, "Miss Granger, I am actually already aware of the wizarding world; I have a grandson in his 5th year. You are a Gryffindor, right?" he asked, smiling when she nodded, "You probably never met my grandson, then, he is a Slytherin." Sir Michaels gave a rueful smile. "He has had it a bit rough, being a muggleborn in Slytherin, but the hat said that his ambition was too great for any other house. Like you, he wishes to repeal some of the muggleborn laws, but he wants to take it even further; he says he plans to be minister someday." Sir Michaels chuckled, "I don't doubt he will do it, either."

Hermione gave him a bit of a smirk, "I am aware of the stigma between Gryffindor and Slytherin, but I am only in Gryffindor because I was able to convince the Hat that people would be quite suspicious of a Muggleborn in Slytherin, and I would be better placed to achieve my ambitions there. I do not know your grandson, though I think I might know of him." Hermione smiled, "Although he sounds like someone I would very much like to meet. Maybe we could work together to better achieve our goals."

Sir Michaels smiled broadly at that. He thought to himself that Ryan would be excited to meet her, too. He then brought the meeting back on track. "I assume that you have a reason to inform me of your magical nature, other than just to tell me." Hermione nodded, pulling a few papers out of her bag.

"Yes, I do. I want to transfer a large portion of my liquid assets to Gringotts, not only will most of my business and charities be in the wizarding world, I have also been informed that the goblins offer an excellent interest rate, as well as investment plans. Plus, as my children will most likely also be magical, I wish to acquire assets in the magical world as well." Sir Michaels nodded his head at that, understanding the purpose behind the action.

"It shouldn't raise any questions, as long as Gringotts is able to show that the money is being transferred to another bank." He said smiling, "I can definitely get started on that." Hermione grinned, handing him the papers from Gringotts to authorize the transfer. She told him that she wanted to transfer 1 billion out of the 1.5 billion in liquid assets over to Galleons, which should equate to around 200 million Galleons. She signed the necessary papers, and asked Sir Michaels if there was anything else that he needed her to take care of today.

"I don't believe so, Miss Granger, but can I suggest you get a mobile phone? I know most magicals do not have phones, but Ryan discovered that if you transform a case out of pure iron, and carve a symbol on it, that it will work in magical environments. I would have to ask him for the details, but this past year he was able to call me from Hogwarts. It would be very helpful if you were able do the same, as there will be times that I may need to get your opinion on a matter, and I am unfortunately quite allergic to owls." Hermione's eyes gleamed at the information about the phones. She quickly agreed to purchase one, and asked if Sir Michaels could arrange a meeting between her and Ryan to discuss that and other things as well. Sir Michaels agreed, and they said their goodbyes.

Hermione walked out of the office, grinning once more upon seeing the Bentley in the lot. She had never dreamed that she would be able to ride in one, let alone own one. Not many knew it, but Hermione loved cars. She recalled with fondness the boy she had met 2 summers ago at her local dirt track, who let her drive his car a few times around the track. She had reveled in the speed and adrenaline that came with driving a fast car, and wished she could afford to have her own car. Now her wish had come true, and while the Bentley was more of a car to cruise in, rather than go race, it still was fairly fast. She wondered if there were other cars at some of the other properties, and wrote a note to ask Sir Michaels if he knew the next time she visited him.

On her way back to her townhouse, she decided to do some shopping, both for food, which she knew that she needed, and for the cell phone she wanted. She also decided to get a laptop computer, and see if the same could be done with it. Once she was finished shopping, she went back home. She decided she would do her Diagon alley shopping the next day, as she was quite tired from the day's activities. She had a relaxing supper, and a glass of some expensive wine that she had found in a rack in the cellar. Feeling tired, she went to bed, knowing it would be a long day tomorrow again.

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A/N: Just to clarify, in this fic, the Potters all died, and Voldemort did as well. Most of the death eaters simply blended back into society. No one is really outspoken about disliking muggleborns, but it is more of a quiet shunning, and not acknowledging that they are contributing members of society. There are very few muggleborns employed at the ministry, most are privately employed or left to find work abroad.

I know I got reviews asking about pairings, and to be honest, with where I want to go with this story, I'm not entirely sure who I will pick, although it may end up being an OC. (hint) The story will pick up more in the next few chapters, and we will probably be back at Hogwarts by chapter 4-5. I foresee a good bit of plot building happening at Hogwarts, although most of the "meat" of the story will be after graduation.