Somewhere I Belong

Linkin Park

When this began I had nothing to say

And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me

I was confused And I let it all out to find

That I'm not the only person with these things in mind

Inside of me But all that they can see the words revealed

Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel?

Nothing to lose Just stuck, hollow and alone

And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own

I wanna heal, I wanna feel

What I thought was never real

I wanna let go of the pain

I've felt so long Erase all the pain till it's gone

I wanna heal, I wanna feel Like I'm close to something real

I wanna find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong

Hermione and Ginny left their room and ran down stairs to be with Mrs. Weasley when Harry came home. "Mum who told you Harry was coming back?"

"Your father wrote me a quick letter. He is bringing Harry back and then going back to work," replied Mrs. Weasley.

"I hope he got off," Hermione said in a whisper.

"You're not the only one," said a voice that made them all jump from fright. It was Sirius who had finally come to join them in waiting for Harry's arrival.

"I know. It's just really never racking thinking that he might not be able to go back to Hogwarts."

"He had Dumbledore on his side. Fudge may hate him but there is no way he can ignore him." This surprisingly came from Cedric.

"We totally..." said George.

"... Agree with you..." said Fred

"...Cedric." Fred and George both said in mock agony.

"Glad you do," Replied Cedric with a small smirk on his face. Hermione could tell that they were becoming friends even though they still hated that he beat them in a Quidditch game two years ago. Harry had obviously gotten over that considering what they went through in the tournament last year, she shivered at the thought.

"Filthy half breed..." they heard Sirius mum start.

"He's here!" they all said jumping up and then sitting back down to wait for them to come into the kitchen.

When they arrived in the kitchen accompanied by Mrs. Weasley (who had run to greet them) who said nothing as to what Harry's fate was. Harry didn't say anything at first either he just sat down calmly.

"Come on Harry..." said Fred and George.

"... You don't want us to die from worry do you?" added surprisingly Ron and Ginny.

"There will be seven trunks being packed for Hogwarts not six if that tells you anything."

Immediately Fred, George, and Ginny broke into a victory dance and chant that made Hermione laugh for the first time in ages, "He got off, he got off, he got off!"

"Well Molly I was...

"Shut up and eat you three your father is trying to speak to Me." hollered Mrs. Weasley after three continued minutes of their chant. "Now what were you saying dear.

"I was just bringing Harry back. I must get back to work plus I'll be home late I've got guard duty."

"Well I'll have a plate made up for you when you get back. Be care full Podmore had a close call last week."

Hermione had been told by Harry that he thought Sirius was mad at him for getting off. Hermione told him that he was probably upset that he would be once again lonely in a house he never wanted to return to. "Maybe he wanted you to become an outcast like him so he wouldn't be alone." She had told him after him moaning and groaning about how Sirius was acting towards him. Even with all the despair she could tell he was feeling about Sirius Hermione knew that regardless, Harry was happy and would pretty much bet that his dreams were about Hogwarts.

They were all now packing their trunks for the trip to Hogwarts the next day even though they hadn't received their book list. Hermione was sitting in the room she shared once more with Ginny deciding which of her mother's things she wanted to take with her. Sirius had already offered to let her store the rest of it there and he would make sure Kreacher trying to take them out. She smiled and thanked him. She wished that she could just tell him that he might be her dad but that wouldn't be a good idea even though she thought it might cheer him up a bit.

"BOOKLIST," hollered Ron coming into the room and handing Hermione hers before running off to give the others theirs.

They also brought unexpected news, Hermione has been named a Gryffindor prefect which was surprising to her and only her as she watched Fred hand Ron a gallon (Ron bet the new prefect would be Hermione and Fred thought it would be the other girl that shares a dorm with Hermione lavender and Pavarti. The most shocking thing was not Hermione's being made prefect but Ron being made prefect. Ron even went as far as handing Harry the badge and says there must have been a mistake Harry said that Dumbledore never makes mistakes and reluctantly gives the badge back.

"Oh you've got you book list no do you." Said Mrs. Weasley walking into the drawing room everyone was now hanging around in. She mumbled some more about Ron and harry growing and needing pajamas and grabbed their entire list and told Hermione she would look for 'that' book for her. "Alright what color do you want Ron?"

"Color for what?" Ron asked.

"Pajamas dear you have grown out of you last ones."

"Get him ones to match his shiny new badge." Said Fred

"What badge?"

"This one." said George grabbing the badge from Harry.

"Oh that's third one in the family." Replied Mrs. Weasley as she went off ranting about what to get Ron an owl (he already had one), dress robes (Fred and George got them), another rat (he did not want another Peter situation going on), a cat (Crookshanks was enough) he end up telling her that he wanted a new broom. He even got one it was nothing like Harry's firebolt but it was a brand new one and his old one went to Ginny (after she begged and begged for it instead of selling it to get some pocket money for Hogsmeade weekends).

Hermione noticed that Harry wasn't the same towards Ron after it was announced that He not Harry was the new Gryffindor prefect. Seeing this Sirius told harry "Neither your father nor I were chosen to be the new prefect" and went on to say "Lupin was the good boy he got the badge."

"Only because he thought I could rein in you and James and you saw how that worked out." Lupin added with a slight grin.

Hermione had talked with Mad-Eye for awhile. He even showed her a picture of the original order of the phoenix. He told her he planned on showing and giving it to harry after the celebratory dinner. Hermione thought it was cool to see what Harry's parents looked like then but found little hope in the picture because so many that were in the photo died by a death eaters hands or suffered a far worse fate. Hermione watched as Moody showed harry the same photo. He did not have the reaction she expected him to have. He had a face of anger not the happiness she thought. She continued to watch as Harry left the room after making excuses. She couldn't blame him.

Not long after Harry had left she decided to leave also. She found Harry looking into the drawing room where Mrs. Weasley was attempting to banish a could see Mrs. Weasley sobbing after each time she waved her wand and another member of her family appeared dead on the floor in front of her—starting with Mr. Weasley and ending with Harry.

"What is going on here?" called Lupin running up the stairs after hearing Mrs. Weasley's screams. "Here" He hollered mimicking what he did when Harry and Hermione first encountered boggart.

"Don't tell Arthur please." Mrs. Weasley said when she had finally calmed down.

"I won't." He replied as he led her back down stairs.

Hermione made her way upstairs to her room. She wanted to read more of the book Mrs. Weasley had gotten her to aid in her search for her father. Her heart flipped wildly when Mrs. Weasley handed it to her.

"Hermione, What are you doing?" asked Ginny.

"Just looking at the book your mum got me," Replied Hermione holding up the book so Ginny could see the cover.

"Has it been helpful at all?"

"Not yet but I haven't gotten to the potions part of the book yet. I'm sure when I get to that part it will be helpful," Replied Hermione.

"Oh. I totally agree. Have you finished your list?"

"Yeah, it's over on that desk. You can look if you want."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I said I wanted you to help me find him and in order for you to do that you have to know who the possibilities are no matter how unlikely they are."

"All of them except Peter?"

"Yes Except Peter. Besides my mum said he was tall and thin and Peter is short and fat. So he can't be my father unless he was disguised at the time," Said Hermione.

"You do have a big point there." Said Ginny "I'll just look at this list and mark who I think it most likely is."

"That's a great idea."

"I just hope I get it done before mum decides to do bed checks," Replied Ginny.

"Well get to it. Chop chop."

"Chop Chop?"

"Muggle expression meaning to hurry up."

"Okay."

Ginny had finished going over the list and making notes about each of the men on it a spare parchment Hermione had given her so she could do so. After she had finished she had given the parchment to Hermione and gone to bed.

Hermione stayed up reading her book. She booked marked the pages that were of some possible use to her. Most were pages were ones with potion directions and ingredients on them. She decided she would check with books at the library at school.

Hermione stayed up even longer after finishing her book just looking out her window. She felt so alone though she was surrounded by people. People she knew cared about her. She felt like she needed a place to belong. She watched a star shoot across the sky and said I wish for somewhere I belong.

After making her wish Hermione got up took the Year book they borrowed from Sirius and put it back in to the library. She looked out at the dark sky a while longer from the window seat in the library. A few tears fell down her face because she was still sad that she lost her parents. And from that point on she decided that she would dive head first into finding her biological father. She had a feeling she probably met him before.

She made herself move from the window seat and back into her room and her bed so she could get some sleep before the ride to Hogwarts the next morning. She just stared at the ceiling wishing and praying that she would find her father soon because she wanted to feel like she belonged somewhere again. She counted sheep but it didn't work because she kept on losing count. She tried placing a pillow over her eyes so no kind of light could get through but that was dead end to.

Hermione curled up into a ball and they heard a tapping at the window across the room. She hurried up and threw the covers off her and relived the pesky owl of the note so they could fly back off.

The note was a letter from her father. It wasn't a long note. It was one of the shortest he had written her so far. It wished her good luck at school tomorrow and told her to be careful because of Voldemort being out and about again even if wasn't actively. She smiled and wrote him back saying thank you and that he wasn't the only one who told her that she should be careful at school that year.

She hadn't noticed at first but his name was written at the bottom of the note. She cursed the owl that delivered the note because her father's name or nickname had been smeared be on readability. She knew there were no spells that could reveal the smeared name written on the paper. She couldn't believe that she had been one word away from knowing her dads first name.