** Authors Note
Hermione is staying at Grimmauld Place before 6th year, Voldermort has returned but is searching for something, making no moves against muggle-borns or harry and company. He hasn't broken anyone but the Lestrange brothers out of Azkaban, and he's being very smart and calculated about his agenda this time around. Non-canon, obviously, and things get a little crazy with name changes and such, Sevmione, G/D/H Triad. Enjoy!
It was a thunderstorm that woke her up, the lightning so bright it lit up her room. Rolling over, she stretched and grabbed her wand to check what time it was. She had arrived last night after her parents gave her an ultimatum, Magic or them. Sirius and the order were not as warm as she remembered, but she chalked it up to the supposed war that was looming and Voldemort's lack of violence. It was almost 4 am, so she decided to get up and make tea for the house and grab some books from the library. She threw on her robe and slippers, slid her wand up her sleeve, and began to head downstairs.
"This is dangerous Albus!" She heard what sounded like Sirius shout.
She quickly threw up her occlumency shields, so no one would sense her and silenced her feet.
"The girl is harmless, she knows nothing of her true parentage, she is tied to those Muggles if they die she will be unbound, but that won't happen, no one knows anything," he replied.
"They sent her away, Albus, and now she's here, what happens when the inevitable happens?"
"We sway her to the light, continue to paint her father and godparents in a negative light, with the Malfoy boy not knowing who she is, it is much easier. I'm going back to Hogwarts, let her live in the library, study what she wishes, keep even Sirius, don't do anything rash."
Hermione took that moment to head back upstairs to her room, levitating herself off the floor so she didn't make a sound. She needed to process everything she heard. She was sobbing by the time she made it to the bed, her parents were never her parents, she was somehow family with the Malfoy's, she pinched herself, hard just to check. She steeled herself, locked everything up in a box, and placed her shields up firmly and securely, letting only thoughts of studying loose.
She remade her way downstairs, just as she heard the floo, signaling Dumbledore's return to Hogwarts, and made her way into the kitchen.
"Good morning Sirius"
"Morning, you're up early,"
"Unfortunately so, but at least I can start studying and whatnot for the upcoming year, if you do not mind me using your library."
"Of course not, go and study as you please, I am just going to bed, There should be a ton of parchment and ink in there, food is available through Kreacher if you need anything. Goodnight."
"Goodnight and thank you for letting me stay here."
He waved her off as he headed up the stairs, Hermione made her tea, as Kreacher popped in asking if he could make her anything, she figured that he knew who she was, so that's why he was being nice. She acquiesced to an omelet and potatoes.
After breakfast, and tea, she returned to her room, locked and warded the doors, and went to go shower, she honestly felt it a bit much, but she was no longer taking any chances, and that's where she needed to start studying - warding, spell blocking and blocks on a person's magic.
The storm continued, leftovers from a hurricane that hit America, she remembered from the news before she left. It was afternoon when Kreacher popped into the library and demanded she eats.
"Mistress Calliope, you must eat, I's taken the liberty of cleaning your rooms and acquiring some supplies for yous."
"Kreacher, is that my name? My real name?"
"Yes mistress, I cannot tell you any mores, but I will protect yous at all costs."
"Well thank you Kreacher, but please don't call me that in front of anyone else, I need you to still be rude to me, I promise I won't be angry." She smiled at the little elf.
"Of course," he said a deep bow, and snapped his fingers and a mouth-watering lunch appeared for her.
"I was wondering Kreacher, if there are any books on apparition, or if you could help me learn? I am technically 17 due to the time turner but I don't feel comfortable asking anyone else."
"Of course mistress, I's be glad to help," with another snap of his fingers, three books appeared before her, using some of her new knowledge, she concealed their titles, as she'd done with the dark magic and magical core-binding books.
"Thank you Kreacher, I will read these, and we can practice tomorrow."
He bowed deeply and popped away as she began eating and reading about how to apparate.
Ch. 2 Next Wednesday