AN: Forgot to do this until now, but DO NOT OWN any of this (sadly). Thanks for reading! :)

The next morning, Pandora and I get up and go to breakfast together. At breakfast, I'm stared at less than at dinner last night. Whenever someone asks about my family, Pandora ratchets up her volume a little bit more until everyone gets the hint that I'm not going to talk about it. A younger Professor Flitwick gives me my times table, and I smile. My second class of the day is Herbology with Slytherin, so I'll be able to see my other friend and see if he still actually wants to be my friend. Transfiguration is good as always, and I downplay how much I can do since I don't want the attention. I get to Herbology and Regulus quietly comes over to me and has a question in his eyes. I sigh, "The Headmaster is not my Father. He's my Uncle." He nods and smiles, taking the seat next to me as Professor Sprout starts off with a safety lecture. We agree to sit together for dinner after I introduce him to Pandora.

Before dinner, Pandora and I find Regulus standing outside the main doors to the Great Hall. "So, which table will we sit at?"

I tap my finger against my chin, but it's Pandora who answers in a dream-like tone, "We will switch out of course. Let's start with ours since there are 2 of us. Tomorrow evening, we'll sit with you." She looks at both us waiting for us to confirm. We both nod together and chuckle a bit. We talk and laugh our way over to the Ravenclaw table. Pandora is so like Luna that it almost makes me homesick for her. We make this a habit and become great friends. Every evening after dinner, we go either to the library to study or outside to talk and sometimes to study in the sunshine.

One day, after looking at the lunar cycles for a project I realize that the full moon is the next evening. I go to the Hogwarts kitchen by myself. "Hello?" I call as I walk in.

A house elf pops in front of me and squeaks, "Yes, Missy Dumbeydore? Hows cans Mitsy helps yous?"

"Hi, Mitsy. Well," I pull out a bag filled with chocolate bars from Honey Dukes that Dad had given me, "Could you deliver these to Remus Lupin slowly overtime around the full moon?"

Her eyes widen comically, "Yous knows he's a being a were-wolfy?"

"Yes, Mitsy, I know, but I would prefer if he didn't know that I know. Could you help me please Mitsy?"

A smile breaks brilliantly across her face, "Yes! Yes Mitsy will help Missy Dumbeydore!" She winks in an over-exaggerated fashion, "And Mitsy will keep your secret, Missy!" Her eyes widen again, and she quietly adds, "Whats ifs Mitsy runs out?"

"If you run out, please come find me while I'm alone, and I will bring you more." She smiles again brightly.

"Yous being a nice girl, Missy Dumbleydore!"

I cough in surprise and turn to go, "Thank you for all your help Mitsy! Thank you for being a friend!"

After I leave, I suddenly find myself pressed into the wall. "How'd you know where the kitchen was?" James Potter whispers into my face as he covers me with the invisibility cloak with the other boys underneath as well. They all stare at my expectantly.

I stammer, "W-well my Uncle is the Headmaster, and um, my Dad made a map of the place while he was in school. I-I studied it while at home."

"We didn't find it until last week, and it's our second year!" Peter squeaks like an idiot.

"Yeah, well, none of you had a map available to you, huh?"

"Err- that's true. Sorry for attacking you out of nowhere Dumbledore." Sirius says quietly.

James looks awkward and messes up his hair, "Yeah, sorry Dumbledore."

"I'm sorry too, Dumbledore." Remus pipes in quietly. Peter chooses not to say anything but looks embarrassed.

"Well, it's okay. I don't really like being called Dumbledore, would you call me Hermione?"

Remus's face scrunches up, "Why would you not want to be called Dumbledore?"

At the same time, Sirius says, "Of course," grin, "No problem at all, Hermione."

"It's family issues. Namely, Uncle Albus didn't know I existed until Professor McGonagall said my name at the sorting ceremony." They all look at me wide-eyed. "Now, if you'll excuse me, my Reggie and Pandora are waiting for me to come back." When they don't say anything, I turn and leave them gaping behind me while I smirk to myself in satisfaction for throwing them off-kilter.

The weekend before Christmas break, as I sit in the library alone on the Saturday morning because Reggie and Pandora decided to sleep in, someone plops themself into the seat next to me at my table and starts taking out their books. Irritated, I say, "What do you think you're dong?" I look up with a glare when my only response is silence. I see the sheepish face of Remus Lupin. My glare softens to surprise, and I lean back crossing my arms over my chest, waiting for my answer expectantly.

He rubs the back of his neck nervously and chuckles, "Hi, Hermione. I saw you studying, and I thought I might actually be able to study in quiet with you here since no one seems to bother you." I raise an eyebrow at him. "W-wait not that I mean no one talks to you, I just mean that I've noticed it's usually actually quiet where you study." He sighs and gives me puppy eyes, "Could I partake of your silent study time to get some of my own in?"

I am so startled that I chuckle behind my hand. He relaxes at that. "Sure, Lupin, you can-"

"Remus. If I'm going to call you Hermione, which I am, you need to call me Remus." He smirks and then looks shocked at himself while I smile at him laughing in earnest now.

"Okay- okay Remus, that's fine. You can study with me." I look at him seriously and lean in close, and he does too. Once our faces are really close, I whisper conspiratorially, "But you have to promise me one thing."

His eyes are wide with almost fear and shock as he whispers back, "Wh-what do I need to promise?"

I try to hide a grin as I whisper after a long exaggerated pause, "You need to promise to be my friend."

He cracks up laughing and actually falls on the floor. He says in a normal tone, "You had me; I was scared you were going to have me, I don't know kill a bunny or something crazy!"

I can't help a grin. "Glad to throw you off. Let's get to work." I go back to my books.

After a few minutes of staring at me, he whispers, "I'll gladly make that promise to be your friend, Hermione." Then, without further ado, he turns to his books and quietly studies.

A few hours later, Reggie comes tearing into the library and stops before our table when he sees Remus sitting. "What is he doing here?" He ask with an almost jealous tone.

I look up surprised, "I thought it was obvious." Reggie raises an eyebrow, and Remus looks inquisitive, "He's obviously trying to steal your best friend." I say with a completely straight face in a monotone without breaking eye contact with Reggie. Remus, I can tell, is looking between us frantically trying to figure out what to do. Reggie raises the eyebrow even more somehow, and I raise mine back at him. The corner of his mouth turns up, and I start chuckling and then he's chuckling too. "Remus wanted somewhere quiet to study you dunderhead." I smile. Remus still looks confused but is now smiling, still watching us.

"Ah, of course." He then looks to Remus for the first time, "You are welcome to study with Hermione anytime you need somewhere quiet, Lupin."

"Like he needs your permission, Reggie." I quip.

"But of course he does," he says raising his chin proudly, "as your best friend, it's my job to make sure you have only the best around you." I wack his hip with the biggest book in my stack.

"Oh shush, I can make good judgments on my own. Remus here is my new best friend since you apparently think you're my keeper. I grab Remus's hand and pretend to get up. He stiffens awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.

"Oh you know I'm kidding, Hermione." Reggie says with an almost desperate tone.

I look back at him and smile, "As you know I am, you're my best friend, and that's not going to randomly change. However, I've decided to add Remus to my group of friends."

He sighs, "Am I supposed to as well?"

I grin, "I'd like it, but it's not necessary for either of you." I say shifting my attention back to Remus making sure he understood. "I understand that you 2 being friends could be weird, given that Sirius refuses to talk to Reggie."

Remus nods gratefully, "How about we agree to be friendly acquaintances?"

"Sure, Lupin, sounds fine."

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A/N: So... I may have been a little over-zealous. There's already been so many people reading this! (I kind of thought no one would read it.) This is great! Anyway... I wrote some more! I can't promise I will always be so quick, but I'm doing it so that every two written pages in word is a new chapter. :) Thank you for reading. Big hugs!