A/N: Sorry about the delay... Quite a few ideas have been barraging my brain lately. It tends not to be healthy having two different fanfics, three completely different novels and also a meeting to plan all attacking your brain at once! But I digress... now on to the story!

The next morning Hermione awoke with a smile on her face as she stares at the curtain of very blonde hair in front of her. It reminded her of how deliciously sore she was at that particular moment. Realising that her hand was draped possessively over the fairer-haired witch, Hermione start rubbing tiny circles around Luna's bare stomach causing her to lean further into the brunette. As she continued the barrage of caresses to the other witch's navel, Hermione thinks back to how the night before had played out.

After dinner, Artemis filled the Black sisters in on the conversation that they had missed while preparing the meal. All three listened on with interest as the half-breed woman filled them in on Hermione's plan.

"That is a great idea, Hermione. But..." Bellatrix was the first to speak after being briefed on what had transpired. "But how are you going to be able to do this without them suspecting a thing? I mean, they will know that maybe you had a hand in it after all... that is if you are not careful. I don't want to see them try and hurt you."

Hermione feels love fill her chest as she hears the raven-haired woman's motherly warning. She was glad, almost to the point of spontaneous combustion, at hearing someone have that much concern for her and the fact that she knew it was coming from one of her godmothers almost made her burst into tears. The brunette finally spoke after reigning in her emotions. "I have thought about that aspect of 'outing' their secrets to the public, but I am afraid I haven't came up with a plan that can keep from implicating myself. But I am working on it and I am certain that this plan will work. They are all too hot-headed for it not to." Hermione smiles as she sees everyone nodding their heads in agreement at how rash the trio were.
"I think I may have a suggestion, Miss Granger..." Minerva state, "I have been thinking of a solution since the moment you mentioned your idea. What if I help with the plan?"Everyone in the room stared at her in amazement, wondering if their ears had heard right. "Well here is what I was thinking could happen... You said Miss Weasley knows the reason why Mr. Potter is dating her is because of her brother, right?" Hermione shakes her head 'yes'. "Well I could always confront him and tell him that Miss. Weasley has been worried lately about him and his lack of commitment towards their relationship and wanted me to talk to him. And as for Ron we could always have someone bring him a baby acromantula and when he freaks out the person could say, 'Well I thought Harry said you always wanted one for a pet?"

Hermione's eyes grow to the size of saucers as she stares at her Headmistress,"I never knew you would have had such dastardly thoughts running rabid in your head like that, Minerva!" The brunette smirks while trying to hold back a chuckle as she sees the older woman blush.

"I think it is because I have spent more time with you lot than I think possible. Besides, have you ever known my dear aunt to ever hold her tongue on things that she is passionate about? And I feel that with the way things have transpired, teaching them a lesson in understanding would benefit them a lot."

Thinking back on what her Headmistress had said made Hermione still smile, she still could not get over how the older woman wanted to willing include herself. But as the brunette thought on it more, she understood why Minerva would do such a thing as that. Artemis is her aunt, after all, and if they did somehow retain their memory of yesterday morning then that would cause a lot of trouble if Ginny spoke to her father. Hermione just wished that things would have been different and that her ex-friends would have been more accepting of her godmothers. 'I like the sound of that... I just wish that I had asked them more about my mother, but I know that there is too much to focus on now. Especially after reading the evening edition of The Prophet... I can't believe that Umbridge is going to do random searches through every Wizarding community for half-breeds! I have a feeling that she is going to come here first, she had too much trouble with the centaurs here the last time for her not to want to come here.' Hermione runs her unoccupied hand over her face as images of Dolores's men coming into Hogwarts and taking everyone that she has come to know and love who are half-breeds and shipping them off to Azkaban. 'Maybe she won't come here first because I remember a segment on a pack of werewolves wreaking havoc in Wales so maybe that will be there first stop. But if those three gain their memories back... and they owl Arthur or Molly then they will certainly say something to the Ministry and...' Hermione sighs audibly as her thoughts keep running over themselves.

Shaking her head to clear her mind, the brunette feels Luna's hand cover her own that hand been absent-mindedly drawing circles around the blonde's navel. "A sickle for your thoughts?"

Hermione smiles and tightens her grip on the blonde's waist. "If that was the case my love, you would be very rich indeed."

"You are worried that Artemis will get found out before we have enough supporters to go against the Ministry; which will, in turn, cause them to realise that Bellatrix is not dead and that both will end up in Azkaban. Minerva told you after we all left and she showed us to our marvalous new quarters, which I really do like by the way, that you should not worry about Artemis... they have a plan, just in case any Ministry official comes to Hogwarts. As for Harry, Ron, and Ginny, Minerva is going to "talk" to Harry today and Draco has made arrangements for Pansy to send the parcel with the baby acromantuala in it. I quite like the idea that they are going to have the note say it is from Seamus, saying that Harry told him that Ron would love it. Everything is going to plan and they have you to thank for the plan to keep those three from telling anyone about how she reacted to the Cruiciatus Curse."

"You are right and I know I shouldn't worry... Minerva even told me, the day I went to discuss my problems with her, that Umbridge wouldn't even dare come here, not with all the centaurs within the Forbidden Forest."

Luna rolls over to face Hermione, staring intently into her eyes. "But you are still worried that they will find away to take her away... I can understand that. But I promise you that we will help her and Bella, should anything happen. Besides, you do know that the whole Slytherin crowd know that she is half elf and still support her right?" Hermione shakes her head 'no.' "Yeah, Draco told me when we went back to our common rooms. Also after Divination class the other day, Firenze told me that all the creatures in the Forest are ready the moment Umbridge's people come through the gate. Even Hagrid and Professor Flitwick are hopping mad about the situation that the Ministry is placing them in. So, there is nothing to worry about my love... Even if those three do not want to help, she has a lot of friends to back her up." Luna kisses Hermione softly on the lips before continuing. "Now... is that going to be it on your worrying or do I have to do something to keep your mind off of everything?"

"What do you mean..." Hermione starts, but is cut off from speaking when Luna quickly straddles her waist and leans down, crashing their lips together in a passionate kiss. When the need for air was at an almost breaking point, the two witches broke apart slightly panting. "What were we talking about again?"

The blonde smiles devilishly, "See I told you I could take your mind off things... and I didn't even have to go get the water tank full of Nargles to do it."

Harry was walking towards the Great Hall on his way to breakfast when Headmistress McGonagall walks towards him. "Mr. Potter a word, if you please." He nods his head solemnly and follows the older woman to her office.

At first glance, it seemed that the Headmistress had kept the office the same way as Dumbledore had the last time Harry had entered it. Looking about the room more closely, Harry noticed there were a few odds and ends that had been switched around. Including in that, was the placement of the desk that Minerva sat behind. He cautiously makes his way to the high back chair on the opposite side of the desk and waits for Professor McGonagall to speak.

"Mr. Potter... how have things been lately? I know I haven't been able to talk to you much since the beginning of the term; just that one incident in your Defense Against the Dark Arts class, where you tried to harm my niece. I hope everything has been alright after that?"

Harry looked like Ron did after the slug vomiting spell had back-fired during their second year. "Yes Professor, everything is going pretty well. It's just... it's just my DADA class." Minerva quirks her eyebrow, waiting for the you wizard to finish. "I know she is your niece and all but I just have the feeling that she hates me, Ron, and Ginny. I know it sounds strange but that's how I feel."

"You felt the same way about Severus, Harry, and you see he did everything he could to protect you, all the way to the end. Now I know that Artemis may be a bit rough around the edges, she used to live in a dragon infested area of Romania for Merlin's sake! But she can never hate anyone, Harry... now are you sure that your problems are coming from my niece or are they coming from something that is troubling you in your personal life?"

"What do you mean by that, Professor McGonagall?"

"Well... I know I shouldn't do this but a student was worried about you. They insisted that I talk to you in hopes that I could help you with your conflicting emotions that could allow you to be able to make the proper decision in your life."

"Professor... I assure you that I have no idea what you are talking about." Harry could feel his face grow red with embarrassment and the possibility of Minerva knowing his secret.

The older witch sighs and shifts in her chair, "Now Harry... I know I may seem old to you but I do know a thing or two about love. And to be quite frank with you, I don't understand why you would hide your feelings for young Mr. Weasley by latching on to his sister." Harry stares stunned at his professor, allowing her to finish her well-rehearsed speech. "Of course, he may not even carry the same feelings for you that you do for him; but I have always felt that honesty is the best policy. If you want I could even sit down and talk to both of you about the situation just in case he has problems accepting your admittance. I believe..."

Harry stands and slams his hands on the desk in front of him, causing Minerva to jump slightly. "Who told you! Who told you about my feelings for Ron?"

"Now Mr. Potter... if you could just sit back down and relax. You know I can't disclose information such as that to anyone. I would have never even approached you about it if I didn't feel that it wasn't causing you to suffer in your classes. But as I see that it is, I felt as though I should at least tell you that if you need anyone to talk to about what is going on in your life, I am here for you and am willing to help in any way possible."

Harry ignored everything that the headmistress said, his green eyes were alit with rage. "There is only one person in this entire world besides me who knows about my secret... I can't believe that Ginny would do this to me! I told her this in absolute secrecy! Never once had I told any of her mysteries and yet here she is blabbing mine! I'm sorry Professor McGonagall, I have to go." He storms out the door without so much as a word from Minerva, stating that it was okay for him to leave.

The older witch sits behind her desk for a few more minutes just in case the young wizard came back. When she noticed he was no longer returning, Minerva pulled out a piece of parchment from the top drawer. Taking her quill from the well, she set to work jotting down a very short, cryptic message.

All's well on the front.

-M

She opens the window and instantly a large barn owl swoops into the office. Minerva stares at the bird for a few seconds, "Alright, I need you to give this to either Hermione Granger or to Luna Lovegood. Do not give it to anyone else. Do you understand? It is imperative that only they receive this."

The owl nods its head in understanding and flies back out the window that it had entered from. Sighing as she walks back to the chair behind her desk, Minerva starts to think about what she is going to do if the worst case scenario does occur. 'If Ginny does retain her memory even without Harry's help, I could always tell Arthur and Molly that Artemis trained with Aurors in Romania... also, I could tell them that the curse itself wasn't that strong.' Minerva shakes her head as she thinks about the day before. 'No matter what she told Ginny... the young woman meant that curse. It was evident when I saw the bruising and bleeding that had been caused. If it wasn't for Hermione, Luna, and Draco, my aunt would have died yesterday.' The older witch shivers at that thought, hating the fact that her oldest living relative could have been destroyed on the school grounds.

Having nothing else to do in her office the rest of the day, Minerva decides to pay a visit to Artemis and Bellatrix. Hoping to get more information out of them about the soon-to-be new edition to the family.