MPORTANT NOTES: Sirius's letter was written during 5th year...while he was alive Hermione is still 16...she just found out who he was, it negates the 18th birthday condition (thanks to iceprincess13090 for pointing that out :D)

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CHAPTER 3

"Have a good year darling, and owl me when you get to school."

"Yes mum...by baby...you look after mummy now you hear?" she cooed to Dylan, barely registering what her mother had said.

"Well...go on! You can't stand here all day, you'll miss the train."

"Right. Be safe...I love you mum, bye Dylan!" Hermione said as she ran thru the 9 ¾ barrier. She sighed at the scarlet engine before her, 'almost there'.

She looked around trying to find the familiar messy black and fiery read hair that was the trademarks of her best friends, only to come face to back-of-head with the pale faced, blonde boy...no, man...definitely man. There was no way that anyone, even bookworm Granger, could call Draco Malfoy a boy anymore. She stared open mouthed for like a minute, but composed herself as he started to turn around.

"Hi there, I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy. Can I help you around?" He drawled putting on the smirk he was famous for, only, without the usual resentment he included just for her. It actually looked like he was smiling. (a/n: drools...talk about things that make you go 'mmmm')

"Uh, no thanks ferret, I can find the train by myself...it is hard to miss after all." Hermione drawled right back.

"Granger??!!"

"Black more accurately" she smirked one of his smirks, 'Mione 2 – Ferret 0' she silently added as she walked away, knowing full well he was watching. She didn't have to walk very far though...

"Harry! Ron! Oh , its so good to see you!"

"Uhhhh...do we know you?" Harry asked baffled.

"Oh! Right! It's me, Hermione."

" NO...WAY...Mione? Is that you?? What have you done to yourself?"

"Ugh...Ron! Really!" she sighed exasperatedly. "I didn't actually have a choice in it. The Glamour charm my father put on we was made to dissolve when I found out who he is or on my 18th birthday... well I spose it would be was now." She finished sadly.

"Was? Oh Mione I'm so sorry. Who was h...wait...no...NO! I gotta go." Harry stuttered and ran onto the train.

"Oh dear" Hermione sighed, "Ron go after him, he doesn't need to be alone right now."

"I don't know Mione...maybe you should. You're better at the feelings thing than me." He said, still oblivious as to why Harry ran out.

"Ron its not a good idea for me to go...look at me...who do I look like?"

"Ummmm...uhhhh...ohhh!!" comprehension slowly dawns. "Right...I'll go"

Hermione sat down in 'their' carriage and slowly the tears came, she tried to quieten the sobs that wracked her body but couldn't.

"Well well well. What have we got here? Has the Golden Trio finally broken up? What's wrong Granger, not such a perfect life after all?"

"Oh sod off Malfoy!" she snapped, "and its Black!" she smirked thru her tears as she slammed the door in his face.

Draco was torn. On one perfectly manicured hand he wanted to go find Potty and the Weasel and trade highly unimaginary insults with them, on the other he was curious. That was the second time she had said she was a Black. Curiosity won.

"GET OUT DRACO!" she screamed at him as he entered the compartment. Her saying his name, not his father's, not 'ferret', made him even more curious. 'This is big.' he thought to him self. To his surprise he found himself offering her a hanky and sitting down opposite her.

"Why are you crying?" he demanded.

"None of your damn business!"

"Look! I was trying to help!"

"Like hell you were! And I don't need help from the amazing bouncing ferret, thankyou very much"

"Stop being so bloody stubborn! Stupid sodding Gryffindors!"

"Why do you want to help me?" he just gave her a levelled stare "Oh alright! Harry took one look at me and ran." She mumbled, but it was still loud enough for him to hear her.

"Why? You look great...i mean...errrrr"

"I look like my father Malfoy."

"Most people tend to look like their parents. Has to do with the passing down of chromosomes."

"Ugh! You are such a prat!"

"Ok...ok," he started after along suffering sigh, "why does your looking like your father have Potty running like a girl?"

"My father was Sirius Black, Harry's godfather. It brought up memories, painful memories." She suddenly seemed to come to her senses, "Oh Merlin, why am I telling you this?" she whipped out her wand and said in a voice that would have had Riddle running scared, "Don't you tell anyone we had this conversation, I just inherited a library full of interesting magic tomes that I'm just dying to read." He gulped and sub-consciously shielded the Malfoy family jewels. She just smirked and walked out.

It was a long, slow ride to Hogwarts when you had no one to talk to. Finally the train pulled into the Hogsmeade station and she encountered the first sign of human life since Harry and Ron disappeared, she didn't count Malfoy. "Stupid, ferrety git" she said.

"Mione!" a familiar voice called

"Ginny! Hang on...how you know it was me? I couldn't find you anywhere on the train."

"Oh I was in the compartment that Ron and Harry hid in. Harry just kept muttering 'she's Sirius''. Until Ron cam in that is. I couldn't believe it! My brother actually bought intelligent conversation to the room!!" she laughed at this. "Harry isn't mad at you, you know. It was just a shock." Ginny said gently when she finished laughing.

"Yeh! Tell me about it! I woke up one morning and screamed my head off! I thought I had some how possessed someone!" Ginny just laughed at her and they made their way to the carriages.

Harry and Ron were waiting outside one of them. "Well, come on! We'll miss the feast" Harry said, smiling apologetically at Hermione. He stopped her as she went to get in the carriage. "Mione, I'm so sorry I ran out like that. It was just a shock and I was upset that you kept something like this from me. Is that why you didn't come to The Burow?"

"No! I really couldn't come. Dylan's only two months old and mum really needed help with him." She said as he helped her into the coach. Hands lingering just a little longer than necessary. Once he was seated and they had taken off she started again. "And anyway...how could you think I would keep something this big from you? I only found out a couple of days ago!" She said angrily "You two were the first people I told. Do you have any idea how scared I was when I looked in the mirror? I screamed my bloody head off!"

"Yeah, literally." Ron joked trying to lighten the mood that had settled in the coach. This put an end to the argument that was building as they all began to laugh.

"It seems I'm not the only one undergoing changes around here. Harry James Potter! How many pieces of metal do you have attached to your body?" Harry, in Hermione's opinion, had gotten hot! And the piercings just accentuated it. He had two earrings up the top of his right ear, an eyebrow ring and a tongue ring.

"Oh! And I also got tattoos!" he waved his hand and his tattoos appeared. He had a stag, a black dog and a lily flower all grouped together on his left shoulderblade- behind his heart, a snake coiled around his right shoulder and down his arm and...

"Harry what is that one??" Ginny asked.

"Oh? That...its...um...just an animal." That last one was on his left pec.

'Very nice' Hermione thought to herself as she admired the quidditch toned body on show. He had to take his shirt off to show them the tattoos. 'Thankyou Oliver and Angelina for your rigorous training sessions'

"Hermione!"

"Huh?" 'oh damn he put the shirt back on'

"I asked you a question" at her blank look, Harry asked it again. "Did Sirius name you Hermione of did your...er...parents?"

"Oh! Actually I forgot to tell you that part. You ran away before I could re-introduce myself to you" Harry had the grace to blush. "My real name is Lady Hermione Titainya Grace Black. But in a letter I got from Sirius, he called me Titain. I have to admit...I like the sound of it. It's a really cool name."

"So what do you want us to call you?" Harry asked.

"I...um...actually could you still call me Hermione? Its just Titain is what my dad called me and..."

"We understand." Ginny said sympathetically

"Lady?" Ron sniggered. (enter the comic relief, stage left)

"Well that's what the Ministry official said" she said suddenly defensive.

"Hey, calm down Sweets," Harry soothed. "he was just asking a question" Ron didn't notice but Ginny and Hermione picked up on the endearment Harry used. Hermione smiled and leaned against him, content. Ginny gave a smirk that seemed to say 'finally, what the bloody hell took you two so long!'

"Oh look we're here" Ron said, unintentionally ruining the tender moment going on between his best friends.

"Home" Harry and Hermione sighed together.

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Taleisyn