Long Lost Lestrange

by Xhex25

Hermione discovers that she is not only adopted but someone kidnapped her. Bellatrix feels her magic react when Hermione is injured at the ministry. morally grey Hermione possibly becomes dark Hermione

2. 11-20

Chapter 11

The following day Hermione has breakfast alone. Ron drags Harry away whenever he sees Hermione in the same room. Ginny looks sadly in Hermione's direction but does not approach her. By tea time hermione can't shake how sad she feels at the loss of her friends. She walks into the hospital wing to have tea with Madam Pomfrey, a small smile on her lips as she tries to pretend everything is alright.

'My dear, I know you promised to visit so we could discuss the summer but it looks like you might have something else on your mind. Would you like to talk about it?' Madam Pomfrey asks as she pours tea for them both.

'I learned this summer that my parents adopted me. I spent so much of the beginning of the summer doing chores that I was unable to heal on the schedule we discussed. So I began to look for an alternative place to stay. After that I was able to rest enough to heal before being able to enjoy the rest of my summer. Thank you for your assistance.'

'That is good to hear, now tell me what is bothering you today.'

'Over the last week I brewed a potion to determine who my parents were. As of last night, I now have my answers. My friends were less than thrilled about WHO my parents are and now I have been accused of lying to them.'

'Why is that dear?'

Hermione pulls the parchment from a pocket in her robes and silently passes it to Madam Pomfrey.

A few moments later Hermione is stuffing the parchment back into her bag.

'That is enough to cause concern. How are you adjusting to this information?'

'I was informed by some classmates that Lyra was kidnapped very young. I feel I need to know more about what happened. I also want to send a letter to my parents, but I am not sure if I should.'

'That is a tough decision. Perhaps you should meet with another family member? If I remember correctly Mr. Malfoy is your cousin.'

'I hadn't had a chance to look up my newfound family tree yet, but when I ran into Malfoy yesterday he did ask why I had a parchment with his aunt on it. When I run into him next, I will try to talk with him. Thank you for listening.'

'May I run a diagnostic test to see if you have any glamour tied to your core?'

'Um, sure.'

Madam Pomfrey raises her wand and after a moment of focus, she clears her throat.

'It seems there is something tied to your core. Would you like me to remove it?'

'Not yet. I want to get used to knowing who my parents are before I start changing things about myself. When I am ready, can I come to you?'

'Of course you can. I enjoyed today. Visit whenever you have time, I enjoy your company.'

'I will try.'

.*

Hermione left the hospital wing and decided to take a walk outside. Once she nears the lake Hermione decides to sit under a tree until dinner. An hour later Draco walks up.

'How did you manage to find time to talk to the girls in my house last night? I didn't think there would be enough time.'

'I was ambushed by them after Ron called me a liar.'

'Wow and how did Potter react?'

'I think he was shocked, he hasn't spoken to me since. And Ginny just looks sadly in my direction. No one in my house has spoken to me since last night. I did speak with Madam Pomfrey today and she recommended that I speak to you as my closest family.'

'Well that is kind of her. What are we talking about at her prompting?'

'The topic is should I write to my parents?'

'Fascinating, I would say you should probably write to your mother. However, if you are nervous about sending it yourself I can get the letter to my mother and we can go from there.'

'Why thank you for your assistance cousin, i would like to spend time with you, if you are not too busy.'

'I think I can make that happen. What will your friends think?'

'At this point I will say that I am getting to know my family. If anyone has any other opinions I will remind them that when I need support, my dear cousin is the only one willing to talk to me. Are those your friends coming this way?'

Draco looks up to see Theo and Blaise walking their way.

'Guess they found me. Remember we didn't spend all summer together.'

'Of course not, dear cousin. Now introduce me to your friends.'

'Malfoy there you are. Have you been hiding from us?'

'I would never. But I needed to be sure my long lost cousin was doing alright after discovering who her parents were. Theo, Blaise this is Hermione- are you going by Hermione or Lyra?'

'Hermione for now. I will know more after I have a chance to speak with my parents.'

'Alright then, guys this is Hermione.'

'Nice to meet you. May we join you?'

'Of course, we were just getting to know each other.'

'As you should, if we are interrupting just say so and we will leave.'

'Don't you dare. It is always nice to get to know new people.'

For the rest of the day Hermione and the Slytherins sat by the lake getting to know one another.

When it was time for dinner the Slytherin's walked Hermione inside. They agreed to meet up for a study session later in the week before parting ways and heading to their usual seats for dinner.

Hermione had just sat down when Ron opened his mouth.

'Hanging out with Slytherins? I knew you were lying yesterday. You should just go sit with them. No one wants you here.'

'Seriously, Ronald? You get upset and don't talk to me all day then you decide to yell about the only people who have spoken to me today? They asked how I was feeling after last night. No one at this table has done that today. I have not lied about anything, but at this point I'm not sure I want to sit here. Enjoy the rest of your evening. I'm not hungry again.'

Hermione walks out and heads to her dorm. Neville grabs a few things from the table and hurries after hermione.

'Hermione, wait.'

Hermione pauses in the middle of the staircase, while Neville catches up.

'Hermione, you know no one agrees with ron. Don't let him get to you.'

'No one ever seems to contradict what he has to say, and I'm tired of listening to him.'

'I grabbed you some rolls. This is the second dinner you walked away from.'

'Thank you. I think I'm just a bit sensitive today. I never expected that I would discover my parents were the Lestranges.'

'We have been friends since we met on the train. I will still be your friend though this. You are not your parents, and I will not hold them against you. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you this morning.'

'Thank you for saying that. I'm glad we are friends. I'm sorry my parents are the reason you never got to know your parents.'

They continue climbing the stairs until they reach the common room.

'I'm going to bed now. I need time to think. Thank you again.'

Neville hugs Hermione before she climbs the girls staircase up to her room. As Hermione nears her bed there is a light tap heard from the nearby window. She opens the window, removes the letter and watches the owl fly away. After seeing her name Hermione tears open the letter.

Kitten,

I was so happy to hear from you. You completed the potion, I knew you could do it. The results are a surprise, but I am proud to call you family. In the last war I remember hearing rumors about a kidnapped child from the dark side. None of us believed the rumors were true. I didn't even know which couple lost their child. I now have proof of otherwise and will begin to ask around. Whatever happened back then, I will get to the bottom of it. I promise.

As for writing to your parents, that is a decision only you can make. You have heard many stories about them at this point, I'm sure. Nevertheless, they are your parents and I support your decision if you choose to reach out to them.

I'm here for anything you need.

Padfoot

Hermione rereads the letter as she sinks down onto the foot of her bed. A smile on her lips, knowing that someone supports her. She can figure out the next steps in the coming days. After a moment, Hermione gets ready for bed and closes her eyes.

.*

Sirius POV

Sirius grabs the crumbled letter and begins to smooth it out again. He takes a moment to read it again. Before he can finish Sirius crumbles it again and throws it across the room.

Who is responsible for kidnapping a member of the Black family? I will kill them. Hermione should never have been subject to such circumstances. I'm going to bring this up at the next Order meeting.

Grabbing his wand, Sirius summons the parchment and utters a spell to smooth it out. No one would know of his anger. A second later Sirius was properly composed and ready to confront the Order with his accusations.

As it turns out the next Order meeting was the following night. Remus arrives before everyone else.

'Hey Pads, everything alright?'

'Yeah, sure. Hey, can you be around for the next few days?'

'I think so. What's going on?'

'Just a bit of mischief. Nothing to worry over.'

'Alright Pads. We can talk later.'

Everyone else starts to arrive and gather in the kitchen. Albus is the last to enter the room. Everyone who has been out on missions shares what has been learned. Nearing the end of the reports, Sirius sees an opening to talk.

'I have something new to discuss.' He speaks up loudly.

'What can you possibly have to discuss? You never leave the house.' Snarks Snape.

'Actually I received a letter from Hogwarts. It seems our resident know-it-all decided to do a potion project in secret.'

Fred and George share an understanding look with Sirius. Before Snape can interrupt again Albus shakes his head.

'Please tell us more about this potion. Which one was it?'

'A heritage potion. Would you like to see the results?'

'Yes please you can show me after the meet-' Without waiting to see what else Albus was going to say, Sirius flicks his wand and projects the results from the potion onto the wall. Many people in the room gasp.

'That is impossible. She is a muggleborn.' Kingsley murmurs.

Sirius' eyes have not left Albus' face. There was disbelief for a second before it morphed into anger. Sirius blinks and suddenly Albus' face is serene again.

'What is the meaning of this?' Remus demands.

Molly is seething in silence. Moody says nothing but his eye focuses on individuals one at a time.

'That is what I would like to know, Moony.' Sirius remarks.

'Sometimes decisions need to be made for the greater good. Certain missions are need-to-know only. '

'Are you saying there were other missions? That Hermione is not the only child who was kidnapped? Are you currently planning missions like this?' Sirius' anger is growing and his calm mask is slipping.

'Of course not. I'm merely saying that sometimes a situation merits action.'

'Even if that made any sense. Why did she have to be perceived as a muggleborn? There were many people who would have taken her in. I'm her blood and so is Andromeda. Actually most people in this room count as blood.'

'Sirius we can talk about this later. If there is nothing else this meeting is over. Albus swept from the room before anyone had a chance to blink.'

'This conversation is not over.' Sirius yells.

Looking around the room Sirius believes that many had no knowledge of this particular mission. Molly is surprisingly silent. Arthur looks ill. Slowly everyone begins to leave. Sirius notes that Remus Fred and George are the only remaining people in the house.

'How about we have some firewhiskey while we discuss this in the drawing room?' At their nods he grabs a bottle and some glasses before following them upstairs.

.*

Chapter 12

Sirius and the twins begin explaining everything to Remus, his expression is stunned, surprised and then angry.

'She had to deal with this all on her own?'

'No, I reviewed everything and made sure the ingredients were the proper quality for optimal brewing. The twins obtained an ingredient that was going bad. She brewed it at school because she was not here long enough. Clearly she is owling us about the situation.'

'I think we should talk about the reactions I saw after you showed everyone who Hermione's parents were.'

'Who all did you notice?' Sirius asked.

'Mum and dad got really quiet. Dumbledore was angry? It was only there for a second but I saw it.'

'Me too. We may need to research other missing children. You never know who else was rehomed for the greater good.' Sirius spat out the last part of that sentence.

'Do you think she will reach out to her parents?'

'She asked me about it. I told her I would support her decisions. I'm not sure I can support a side of the war that kidnaps babies. There were rumors but no one in the order paid them any mind because we were the good guys. There was no way anyone on our side would steal anyone's child. Right? They were killing and we were defending ourselves and those who couldn't defend themselves.'

Sirius is pacing at this point. Remus is nodding along as he had had those same thoughts all those years ago. Fred looks pensive and George looks angry.

Fred speaks up next. 'I plan to ask mum the next time I see her. How can she not be furious that a child was kidnaped.'

'Unless she already knew about it. I can't understand how anyone would agree to do something so disgusting.' George adds, 'I will talk to dad at the same time.'

'Let's agree now we are with hermione. Whatever her choices, I refuse to ally with Albus any longer.'

'Agreed.' Remus says.

'Agreed,' the twins echo simultaneously.

.*

The next day the twins visit the Burrow for dinner. Mrs Weasley is so happy to have them.

'You boys don't visit enough. Are you getting enough to eat? You both look too thin.'

'We are fine mum, but we do love your cooking best.'

'I will send some home with you. You can never have enough to eat.'

'Thanks mum.'

After dinner Fred approaches his mum while George follows his father out to the shed.

'Mum, I have a question about the other night in the Order meeting.'

'I will try to answer your question as best I can.'

'What did Dumbledore mean about certain missions being needed for the greater good?'

'I'm not sure how to answer that for you. I have no knowledge of this mission. If this is some kind of fabrication it is very well planned. You and your siblings may need to distance yourselves from her. You never know what she will do with this information. It's possible she is as dark as her parents.'

'But mum, she is practically family.'

'You know we don't associate with anyone that follows you-know-who. We are done talking about this.'

Before Fred can say anything else his mother leaves the room and begins to climb the stairs away from him.

.*

'Dad? Can we talk for a moment?'

'Of course. What is on your mind, son?'

'I'm curious about the meeting the other night. What did Dumbledore mean?'

'About certain missions?'

George nods but says nothing and waits quietly. He knows his father will speak his mind eventually, all that is needed is time to gather his thoughts.

'You have to understand that we were at war. Nothing seems wrong when the logic is "if we don't do this someone else can die." Can you imagine that kind of mentality? We only did what we thought was best. Please understand.'

'What are you trying to say dad?'

'Your mother went on several missions without me. We had agreed that one of us was always home with you children. That way if something happened you all still had at least one parent. It was late one night when she left, I stayed home and all of you were asleep. When she returned, your mother said the mission was a success. It took years for me to get her to tell me about that night. If i had known i would have talked her out of it.'

'Are you saying that it was mum?'

'Yes, following Dumbledore's orders your mother went to Lestrange manor and took that child away from her parents. I think they left her with a house elf that night. I wouldn't blame Hermione if she hated those responsible.'

'Was this an isolated incident?'

'I can't answer that. I can only confirm that she told me about hermione.'

'Dad, I understand that you were not part of this but I need time to think about everything you just said, excuse me.'

Arthur looks heartbroken as he watches his son walk away from him.

.*

'Sirius, do you have time to talk?'

'Of course, Albus. I find that I have an abundance of time to talk as I'm not allowed to leave the house.' His comment is ignored.

'You should not have shared that information with the entire order, it was far too sensitive for that many people to know.'

'Oh? You would have preferred it to stay a secret? I had no idea, tell me more about this mission?'

'There is nothing else you need to know.'

'Who else was kidnapped? Why was Hermione raised as a muggle?'

'No one else was kidnaped.' Sirius saw Albus' eyes twinkle and knew he needed to begin doing more research.

'I couldn't have Hermione raised in the wizarding world. Someone would have noticed her and alerted the Malfoys. They were always asking questions.'

'Really? Interesting. So you were concerned with being caught? Why is that?'

'Nonsense. I think we are done discussing this. I trust you wont bring it up again?'

Sirius glares unblinking at Albus. Dumbledore leaves the room heading for the Floo.

.*

Hermione is having dinner at the end of Gryffindor table with Neville when she receives an owl requesting her presence in Dumbledore's office. She can guess what this is about, she completes her dinner before leaving the great hall.

'Good evening, Hermione, would you like a lemon drop?'

'No thank you Headmaster.' Hermione sits down in an available chair.

'It has been brought to my attention that you have brewed a potion to ascertain your heritage.'

'Yes sir, I learned I was adopted this summer. My parents have never been fond of me and I wondered if I could find out more about myself. I presumed my parents were muggles until I saw the results.'

'Do you have those results with you? I would like to test for validity.'

Hermione opens her bag and begins searching, a moment later she pulls out the parchment in question. She places it on the Headmaster's desk. He pulls out his wand and a soft green glow washes over the parchment.

'It seems as if the potion was brewed perfectly. Have you told your peers about these results?'

'A few of them. Why do you ask?'

'No reason. How are you doing? Learning this information must have been a shock for you.'

'I'm still trying to wrap my head around it.'

'I would like to encourage caution. Your parents recently broke out of Azkaban. They are dangerous and possibly mentally unstable. You never know what they are capable of.'

'I understand. Thank you for your advice. If there is nothing else, I need to get started on my potions essay.'

'Of course, enjoy the rest of your evening.'

Hermione leaves but does not head to the library nor does she head in the direction of her common room. Instead she begins to wander. Before long she notices that she is no longer alone.

'Dearest cousin, how are you this evening?'

'Alright, I have a few new things to contemplate thanks to our esteemed Headmaster.'

'Oh? Do tell.'

'He knows about the potion. He cautioned me not to contact my parents. I think I shall send a test letter out. Perhaps it will be intercepted? Can you send the real letter for me?'

'Of course, cousin. Several people have received word back from their parents about you. It seems things are getting interesting.'

'Wonderful, sleep well cousin.'

Chapter 13

Moody arrives at Dumbledore's office after the order meeting.

'Black and Lupin will not accept you at your word you know that right?'

'I know. I didn't realize Sirius and Ms. Granger were so close.'

'Well he is her blood relative and one she actually already knows.'

'Clearly. I think it is time to begin monitoring her post. Do you think you could help? I can redirect all of her mail to you incoming and outgoing if you are concerned about the contents, just don't let it go through.'

'I suppose I can do that. I hope I don't have to read through too much teenage drivel.'

'Who else did you observe?'

'Molly was acting suspicious and Arthur looked ill. How much does he know?'

'I'm not sure but I will ask molly.'

'Those twins of hers looked horrified. You may need to keep an eye on them.'

'Alright. Don't tip your hand. We need to know what's happening, especially if they turn against us.'

'I can try. Many of them already keep a distance from me.'

'Floo me if any of Ms Granger's mail needs to be looked at.'

.*

Mr. and Mrs Lestrange,

You don't know me but I have some news for you regarding your missing child. I recently completed a heritage potion to determine who my parents were. I previously thought I was a muggleborn. I now know that I am your missing child. Please respond if you are interested in getting to know me.

I have enclosed a copy of the results from the potion.

Hermione Granger

Mother,

I am sending this through Draco because I was cautioned by the headmaster not to contact you. If you do not receive that note as well please let me know. I may need assistance in sending other letters. I believe I have some allies in the order but I cannot check if my post is being monitored. How do you recommend I proceed?

My classmates have been writing to their parents about me. Are there any I need to be sure to befriend? Or who should I be wary of? I look forward to winter holidays. I miss being home. I will try to write again soon.

Lyra

Hermione completes her letters and tucks them into her bag in different places to avoid suspicion. The twins have not written back yet. Perhaps her post is already being monitored?

Today is sept 16th, even though it is not her birthday anymore she still plans to enjoy the day. Luckily it is a hogsmeade day and she still has some money from before school.

Hermione gets ready for the day and heads down to breakfast. Ron is still not speaking to her, not that she is bothered by it. Harry, however, is still distant. Perhaps she can get him to talk with her today. After breakfast alone, Hermione heads outside, and catches a carriage to hogsmeade.

Hermione spends her morning wandering alone picking up whatever interests her and purchasing it. She begins to head toward the three broomsticks for lunch when she catches sight of someone not normally seen alone.

'George? What are you doing here?'

'Well I came to see you. Happy birthday.' George hands her a box the size of her head.

'Thank you but I still haven't used what you both gave me the morning I left for school.'

'That's alright. I'm sure you will use them when the time is right. Where are Harry and Ron?'

'No idea they haven't spoken to me since they learned my last name was Lestrange.'

'Are you serious? I'll kill them both.' George begins glaring at someone over her shoulder. Turning to look, she sees Harry leaving the pub.

'You are not going to kill anyone. I'm fine. I was starting to think you and Fred were not going to speak to me any longer, you never replied to my last owl.'

'We tried to tell you we support you and any of your decisions but I'm guessing it never arrived.'

'I knew my mail was being monitored. I can't believe this.'

'I wanted to make sure you know you are not alone. Sirius, Remus and Fred all agree as well. We are with you. Do you understand?' After she nods he asks, 'Have you contacted your parents yet?' They finish their meal and begin walking down the lane in the direction of the shrieking shack.

'I tried but with my mail being monitored I'm guessing they never received it. Can you send something for me?'

'You know I will help in any way I can.'

'Thank you George, you are a lifesaver.' Hermione quickly rewrites her note to her parents and hands it to him. She throws her arms around George and he hugs her back. Looking up she realizes that she is very close to george. Closer than she had ever been before. His hands rest on her hips pulling her closer.

Hermione drags her palms across his shoulders and down his chest. Being a beater had helped form his body in ways she had never contemplated before. Now she could not seem to remove her hands. Looking up again she can see a small smile. Not paying attention to her surroundings, Hermione leans in.

George begins to lean in as well, just before their lips touch she hears someone clear their throat. Rather than stop, Hermione presses her lips to his. George follows her lead to continue the kiss. Hemrione feels someone grab her shoulder and yank her out of George's arms. Looking up she sees a furious Ron and an uncertain Harry.

'What are you doing?' George asks as he pulls Hermione out of Ron's grip and stands in front of his brother.

'Why are you here? I thought I saw you but didnt believe it, then I saw you with her. She is a liar. Did you know? Her parents are the Lestranges.'

'Of course I know. I came to check on her. This is a lot to handle and it sounded like she needed a friend.'

'A friend? Really? Friends don't kiss friends. What is really going on? Have you been shagging my brother?' Hermione glares back at him, not saying a word. 'All you ever do is lie. I'm out of here.' Ron storms away.

The entire time Harry is standing there silently. When Ron leaves, Harry does not follow him.

Tentatively Harry asks, 'Can we talk?'

'I would love to but I think I need to finish my talk with George first?' Hermione looks at George and he nods. 'Can we walk back to the castle together?'

'Yeah meet me at the Three Broomsticks when you are ready?'

'I will be there soon.' Harry walks away without looking back.

Hermione turns back to George and giggles when he pulls her back into his arms.

'So we are finishing our talk? I seem to have forgotten the conversation. Care to remind me?'

'Well I think we were about to discuss what was interrupted.'

'Or we can discuss it through letters and just kiss some more now? Do you think romantic ramblings would be stopped as well?' George places a small kiss on her lips.

'Actually that might work. I doubt I will be able to get an actual message to Padfoot at this point.' Hugging him close, Hermione murmurs, 'always remember Mischief Managed.'

Softly she hears, 'I solemnly swear.'

Continuing to whisper, 'I like you George, but things are a bit too crazy for a relationship right now.'

Even more quietly she hears, 'I know, however, this is a very believable reason to owl regularly. Especially now that Harry and Ron have seen us. Plus when I see you we can kiss now.'

'Thank you. I need to go see what Harry wanted to talk about. Write to me soon?'

'Of course love. Happy birthday, I hope it was memorable.' George leans in and captures her lips again. Moments later she is walking back toward The Three Broomsticks looking thoroughly snogged. Content with how her birthday is progressing, Hermione finds Harry. They begin the long walk to return to school.

.*

'You and george? I didn't see that coming.' Hermione has a smile on her lips as she looks around, noticing the colors of the leaves.

'I think I was surprised as well, but you never know, it could develop into something special.' Hermione fails to see the sad look on Harry's face at the word special. 'What did you want to talk about? '

'I'm sorry I haven't been around much this week. I don't think you are a liar. Everytime I start to look for you, Ron drags me away for chess or quidditch practice. I know it is no excuse. Forgive me?'

'I understand you feel like you have to choose between us. Will it continue though? Tomorrow are you going to return to spending all your time with him? Ron has made it pretty clear that he has no desire to be my friend anymore. Will you only speak to me after he yells and storms off?' All this was said in a calm voice. She is not mad just trying to understand.

'I don't want to have to choose but I realize that I have been a bad friend. I want to spend more time with you, and I am done listening to him and his opinions of you just because of who your parents are. You deserve better from your friends.'

Hermione and Harry approach Hogwarts but dont go inside yet as they are still talking.

'Alright Harry, I trust that you mean what you are telling me. I forgive you, but I will not be forgiving him anytime soon. Do you believe that he accused me of shagging George? After he interrupted our first kiss. Argh. Why can't I just enjoy my birthday?'

'I can't believe I forgot it was your birthday.' Harry mumbles sadly.

'Dont worry about it. I have had a busy day. I think I'm going to head to the prefect bath before heading to bed early. I found some new books that I can't wait to start.'

Harry pulls Hermione into a hug. 'Enjoy your new book. I will see you at breakfast. Happy birthday.'

Hermione hugs him back, 'thank you, night.

.*

Chapter 14

Hermione exits the perfect bath later that evening and runs into Draco.

'Hello cousin. I heard you had an interesting day.'

'Oh?'

'Shagging a Weasley at the Shrieking Shack? And not the one that is spreading this particular rumor.'

'I'm going to kill him. It was just a kiss.'

'A kiss? Which Weasley is worthy of your kisses, cousin?'

'George and I are tentatively in a relationship.'

'Clearly his brother is thrilled. Would you like me to hex him?'

'Come up with a legitimate reason and go ahead. I'm not going to stop you.'

'Hmm, I can't wait. Hey, how much more will you endure before you confront him? I mean he is ruining your reputation and I did way less before you hit me.'

'Good question. I think I will let that be a surprise.'

.*

The following morning, Hermione goes to breakfast and is surprised that Harry chooses to sit with her. Ron was up late the night before and opted to sleep in, Harry left him to it. When Hermione sits down and pours herself some pumpkin juice, Harry clears his throat.

Looking up, Hermione says nothing. Harry reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small box before handing it to hermione.

'I meant to give this to you on your birthday. I'm sorry I let the days get away from me. I hope you like it.'

Hermione's smile is a little sad as she opens the small box. She gasps when she sees the intricate necklace.

'This is too much. I can't accept this.'

Harry ignores her and instead asks, 'Would you like help to put it on?'

Hermione can see the determination pouring off him. He will not accept that it is too much.

'Yes please.'

'You are beautiful, Hermione.' Harry whispers into her ear after he fastens the necklace.

'What?' Hermione turns toward Harry, hoping to understand what is happening. Before either can speak Ron storms into the room, sits on Harry's other side and begins to talk about Quidditch, loudly.

Ron, Ron. RON' Harry attempts to get Rons attention but he just keeps talking. When Harry looks around again Hermione is not in the room.

.*

Hermione walks the grounds contemplating Harry and her new necklace. As she nears the black lake she hears several voices calling out to her. Looking around, Hermione sees the girls from Slytherin walking in her direction hurriedly. After another moment the girls have caught up to her.

'Hello' Hermione says tentatively.

'Hello, we received word from our parents. No one knows what happened back then but apparently Lyra wasn't the only child to go missing. Everyone who supported the dark side was worried that their child would be next.'

'What about the light side? How were they affected?'

'I will ask my parents again but I don't remember hearing much about them.'

'Alright I understand. Thank you. Tell me about your families? Why are purebloods so uptight?'

We are not uptight, there are just standards that we are expected to follow. Why are muggle-borns so against our way of things?'

'Muggleborns don't understand what these standards are, there is nothing that will tell us about it. None of you are willing to talk about it. There is no class for it or books to read. How do you expect anyone to know?'

'I never thought of it that way. How about we share what we know in exchange for what you know?'

'That's a start but I'm not the only person at this school who needs to learn these things.'

Hermione and the Slytherins spend the morning chatting about their traditions and family expectations, things that seem normal to one but foriegn to the others. At lunch the girls invite her to eat with them and Hermione agrees. As soon as she sits down Hermione hears Ron from across the room but she chooses to ignore him.

'Hello cousin. Have you had a nice day so far?'

'Actually yes it has been nice getting to know some of your housemates.'

'Good to hear.' Draco leans closer and lowers his voice. 'I have letters for you.. I was instructed to recommend you read them in private.'

Hermione moves her hand closer to his and he slips the parchments into her hand. A moment later both parties return to eating their meal. After the meal Hermione is invited to spend the afternoon with her new Slytherin friends. They choose a small courtyard to relax in. Surprisingly several of them hand her presents.

'But why?' Hermione is stunned. These people that she knew for years but had never interacted with previously were being more kind then most of her housemates and many of her friends as well.

'Remember we were discussing customs? This is one of them.' Tracy explained

'We acknowledge that you are Lyra and that your birthday is originally in August, however as this is the day you are accustomed to celebrating and several of us are related to you we wanted to get you something.'

Not sure how to respond to that, Hermione nods and says thank you all. Pansy and Tracy gifts her with beauty products to improve the quality of her hairstyles. Daphne gifts her a book with beautification charms should she choose to use them. Theo gifts her with an Ancient Rune text that she has been eyeing this year. Blaise gifts her with a box of her favorite sweets along with a new high quality quill and a selection of fine inks. Draco gives her a box of biscuits and a journal engraved with her birth name.

Hermione hugs everyone individually in thanks. Hermione promises to use the products she received but only if they will show her what to do. Tracy and Daphne share a look before grabbing Hermione's arms and pulling her inside the castle.

'Where are you taking me?'

'You want to learn how to use those products? It is clearly time for a makeover.' Hermione is dragged through the halls and down into the dungeon. No one seems bothered by her sudden appearance in the slytherin common room. For the rest of the afternoon Hermione gets a crash course in improving her appearance.

.*

The girls enter the Great Hall for dinner and everyone turns to watch Hermione. Her hair is styled and tamed. She is wearing makeup that accentuates her beauty. Hermione thanks the Slytherin girls before walking to Gryffindor table and sitting next to Neville.

'Wow, Hermione, you look great.'

'Thank you Neville. How has your day been?'

'Alright I suppose, Professor Sprout has been letting me tend to several plants in Greenhouse 7 on the weekends. It reminds me of my Greenhouse at home.'

'That sounds lovely, what plants are you working with right now?'

'A variety of mushrooms, the challenging part is that they are all different. From temperature to environment to light. It's very precise otherwise the mushroom will die. We are trying to cultivate them to thrive.'

'This is fascinating. Can you share your notes with me? I would love to learn more.'

'You are welcome to join me after dinner. I can show you around.'

'I would love that.'

.*

Harry has spent his Sunday thinking about everything that has been happening. He slipped away from Ron after breakfast. Unable to organize his thoughts, Harry chooses to write to his godfather and ask for advice.

Padfoot,

I don't know what to do. I messed up and I'm trying to fix it. I'm not sure how though. Hermione found out who her parents are and they are death eaters. While I was trying to wrap my head around that, Ron began to yell at hermione. The two of them have not had a civil word to say to each other since. Over the last week, Hermione and I have not spoken and I realized that I miss her. All Ron ever wants to do is discuss quidditch and play chess. Hermione would always have new things to talk about.

Yesterday was the first Hogsmeade trip of the year. Throughout the entire day I wished Hermione were with me. When I caught sight of her I decided that I would speak with her. Once I finally caught up with her she and George were snogging and I felt-- well I'm not sure how I felt but I didn't like seeing them together.

Hermione and I walked back to the castle together and we were able to talk. I apologized for my actions and we agreed to spend more time together. Ron is less than pleased but I am done choosing one friend over the other.

Any advice would be greatly appreciated. I promise to write more often.

Prongslet

.*

Mum,

Everything is falling apart. Hermione is a lying death eater spawn. Now she is always around the snakes. Harry is taking her side, and now he is studying with the snakes too. No one wants to talk to me anymore and I don't know why. I'm barely passing my classes. Hermione thinks she is too good to help me anymore. . You always told me that as long as Harry was my friend I would be fine. Now he barely has any time for me. What can I do?

Ron

.*

Chapter 15

Later that evening Hermione remembers the letters in her pocket. Pulling them out she sees one from her father, one from her mother, and one from her aunt. Looking around, Hermione realizes there is no one awake so she decides to read the letters.

Hermione,

Thank you so much for reaching out. We tested the parchment you sent and have verified that you are in fact our daughter. If you visit Gringotts they will be able to grant you access to your personal vault. We had it set up when you were born. Every month our family vault transfers an allowance for your personal use. Your 17th birthday has recently passed meaning there will be larger amounts transferred to it regularly and you will not have any spending limit.

After you were kidnaped, your mother and I searched everywhere. There were no leads but we suspected that you were kidnapped by someone on the other side of the war. Perhaps some of our interrogations became too aggressive, but you have to understand we were distraught. When we were caught at Longbottom manor, we were devastated. We thought that we had lost all opportunity to find you.

Your aunt Narcissa never gave up the search, unfortunately there were nearly no leads for her to follow. Earlier this year your mother felt an extraordinary pain. We believe this is because you were injured. Are you well now? Are there any lingering effects? How long was your recovery?

We would love to meet you in person. For now however we can correspond through owl. Tell us about yourself? What were your owl scores? How are your classes this year? We eagerly await your next owl.

Rudolphus Lestrange

.*

Lyra,

How lovely to hear from you. The letter we received from you showed obvious signs of tampering. We are concerned about your post being monitored. Lucius has kindly offered to look into the matter.

Allies you say? Do tell us more. Anyone that would be willing to meet with lucius or narcissa? Do you have anyone else that can help you pass similarly to how we received this letter?

I trust your judgement on anyone you choose to spend time with. If anyone angers you we can try to intervene unless you want to handle it yourself, we understand.

We miss you so much Lyra. Before you know it you will be back home. Until then stay safe.

Mum

.*

Miss Granger,

My son informed me that you need to be in contact with my sister and you are concerned that your mail is being monitored. My husband is on the Board of Governors and he is displeased to hear of this situation. He is going to bring this up the next time the board meets. Thank you for bringing this to our attention. Please remember that you can contact us if there is anything else you need assistance with.

I apologize if this letter sounds too formal for you. We are thankful that you reached out to us through Draco. Family means everything to us and we will support and defend family at all costs. I will be sending along a package for you soon. We are looking forward to getting to know you better. Will you be visiting during winter holiday? We can meet you at Kings Cross with Draco if you are interested.

Sincerely,

Narissa Malfoy

Everything is going according to plan. Hermione smiles. I now have letters to use as proof if anyone asks about correspondence. Uncle Lucius will be causing trouble with the board, aunt narcissa will be sharing her concerns with her friends. A moment later she begins her response letters.

Mr. Lestrange,

Thank you for responding to my letter. I'm not sure how I feel about having access to a vault with that kind of money in it but I will look into it. I can't even imagine what you went through all those years ago. This summer I heard my parents talking about my adoption. I was previously unaware of this situation. When I came across the potion I felt that I had to look into it. My parents and I have been distant since I entered the magical world. I would like to learn more about my heritage.

It is troubling to hear about the Longbottoms as Neville was the first person to be nice to me when I entered the magical world. He and I are still friends but things have been strained since I discovered my heritage. I have been getting to know Draco and his housemates recently.

Yes, I was injured at the Ministry last May. It took much of the summer to recover but I am perfectly healthy now. I'm not sure if we can meet in person as I remember that you both have broken out of prison but I am interested in getting to know you both better.

I received all O's on my owls. Classes are going well this year, as usual I am top of my class. Things with my friends are a bit tense because it is believed that I am lying about knowing who my parents are. I wish I knew more about the events that led to me being taken from you all those years ago.

Tell me about yourselves as well?

Your daughter,

Lyra

.*

Mrs. Malfoy,

Thank you for your assistance. Draco and I may not have gotten on very well previously but since learning that we are family we have moved past our differences in an effort to get to know each other.

Thank you and Mr. Malfoy for looking into the mail situation. I hope no one else is being monitored in this way. I wonder if this is because I learned who my parents were? Or is there another reason behind it?

You don't have to send me anything but I appreciate the offer all the same.

I'm not sure what my plans are for this coming holiday season but I would like to meet with you and your husband. Family means everything to me as well. I promise to spare a few moments with you at Kings Cross to introduce myself. Perhaps I can visit during the break? I will let you know of my plans as they develop.

Hermione 'Lyra' Granger

.*

The order gathers for another meeting. Albus walks in at the last minute and begins talking.

'There has been surprisingly little activity from the Death Eaters lately. I'm concerned that they are planning something.'

'What could they be planning?'

'How can you be sure?'

'What can we do?'

Many questions echo through the room cutting Albus off. He huffs in annoyance before clearing his throat and beginning again.

'My friends, all we can do is prepare for the worst. We will begin recon missions and increase security around our homes. We will try to prepare enough to not be blindsided.'

Sirius is not fooled. Prepare? Blindsided? Are the others even listening? Clearly Dumbledore has been planning something and the result will be shocking. Sirius plasters calm interest on his face and continues to listen. A moment later everyone is interrupted when Kreacher enters the room,

'Filthy blood traitors the lot of you. Always here. Leaves Kreacher in peace. Mistress would be furious.'

'Kreacher, why are you here?'

Kreacher gulps and looks around. 'Filthy master receives post. Bloody owl will not let Kreacher touch it.'

At that Hedwig flies into the room and lands on Sirius' shoulder. After the letter is removed she flies away again. Sirius pockets it, planning to read it later.

'Clearly we all have other things on our minds. We will meet again next week. I will contact you all with your new assignments.'

Albus rushes off before anyone can pull him aside. Molly drags Arthur to the Floo a moment later. Shaklebolt finishes his tea before leaving as well. Moody sits at the table listening. Minerva asks if she can meet Remus for tea later in the week when he nods she Floos away as well. Tonks walks out the front door but does not aparate away, she disillusions herself and waits. The twins Floo back to their flat. Moody stands after the room is empty of all but Sirius and Remus.

'Have a good evening boys.' He walks out the front door and looks around. He sees no one but isn't convinced. A car backfires and he is startled. Shrugging it off he apparates away.

Tonks lets out a breath and walks back to Grimmauld. A moment later the twins Floo in and everyone gathers in the sitting room.

'Tonks? Lovely of you to join us. Did you need something?'

'Dear cousin, Siri, mum sends her love. And wonders if you would have time for her this week? She is feeling nostalgic and wants to visit for tea.'

'Of course Dora. Tell her my schedule is wide open for her. Is there anything important she wishes to discuss?'

'Not at all. She just misses family right now. I think she has been reminiscing about her sisters.'

'Tell her that I am here any time she is feeling lonely or nostalgic. We could even plan a weekly family tea.'

'That would be lovely. I will let her know.'

'Is there anything else you want to discuss this evening?'

'Are you and Dumbledore at odds?'

'I guess you could say that. Why do you ask?'

'Tell me about it? I wasn't at the meeting where a letter was discussed.'

'Ah right you were at work weren't you?' Tonks nods. 'Well Hermione learned she was biologically a pureblood and as i am a direct relative she owled me in concern. I told her that I will support her wishes if she wants to contact her parents. Unfortunately it was also discovered that it was no accident that she was raised a muggleborn. She was removed from her family and placed with muggles.'

'So she was adopted? Why would that cause tension with Dumbledore?'

'Well, yes but, there is more to it. Albus,' Sirius spits his name in disgust, 'orchestrates the removal of this child and the placement with muggles. Her parents were not in agreement. Can you imagine your aunt Bella agreeing to have her child raised by muggles? Clearly Hermione was raised well but that is not as important as the fact that Hermione was kidnapped. Albus all but admitted it.'

Tonks gasped. 'Hermione is my cousin?'

'Yes she is. We are trying to work out who else is involved but the options are not favorable at this time.'

'She was kidnapped and Dumbledore was involved?' Shock was evident when Sirius floated a glass of firewhiskey over to Tonks. She grabs the glass and gulps it down gratefully. 'Who do you suspect?'

'Before I answer that, tell me. Will you still follow Albus?'

'I could never support kidnapping. No matter the reason. A child needs their parents.'

'Good. We are skeptical of Molly and Alistar.'

'Moody was a great Auror.'

'Yes and that gave him a unique set of skills don't you think? Deception, secrecy, and a strong spell caster. Able to alter memories if the task calls for it? Who better to take children away and deliver them to new parents? '

'I need time to process this.'

'Take all the time you need. We are all disillusioned with Albus and have been noticing things lately.'

'Like what?'

'He is short tempered and unhappy when his opinions are not the only one taken into account. Earlier when everyone talked over him he was mad before he hid it.' Remus says.

'We are pawns to him and nothing will change that. It's almost as if he just wants puppets without minds. Blind followers and nothing else. Watch next time and see what he does.'

'Alright I will. Mum wants to have tea the day after tomorrow.'

'I will be here.'

'Alright. Have a good night everyone.'

After Tonks leaves, the twins look at Sirius. 'Do you think she will stay with Dumbledore?'

'I doubt it. Those were some strong emotions. Even if she doesn't want to ally with Hermione she will not blindly follow Albus anymore.

'I guess we will see.'

'What about Minnie? She wanted to have tea with you, Remus.'

'I'm not sure what that is about but we will see.'

'Have you spoken to your father since he admitted what Molly did?'

'No I want to but I'm not sure what to say.'

'Maybe go see him. It's possible the words will come to you when you see him.'

'Yeah maybe you are right. But I'm having trouble being around mum lately.'

'Visit Arthur for lunch?'

'That might work. I'm gonna call it a night. See you all next week.' George gets up and heads to the floo Fred follows him.

'Things are getting complicated.'

'Yes they are Moony. I wonder what will happen next. But whatever it is, I think Albus will be orchestrating it.'

'How do you mean?'

'Did you hear him earlier?? Things are too quiet, we may be blind sighted. He is planning something and it won't be good.'

'You may be right.' They sank into contemplative silence staring into the fire,

.*

Ronald.

You need not worry yourself with traitors and Death Eater spawn. Harry will come around just keep trying to stay on his good side. I have sent you a package of sweets. DO NOT EAT THEM. give them to Harry he will be more agreeable after eating them. I'm sure you will pass your classes just fine. Keep up the good work. There is a second package of sweets just for you. Enjoy.

Mum

.*

The Dark Lord summons all his followers for a meeting for one evening. Upon arrival everyone gathers in the Malfoy's ballroom. The entire room is waiting in silence, as is expected. At exactly the appointed hour Lord Voldemort appears.

'Welcome everyone. I have called this meeting today to address something that has been floating around lately.' A few Death Eaters shifted where they stood, not sure what was about to happen. Rudolphus looks around, Dolohov appears relaxed and at ease.

'Several of you have come to me after receiving letters from your children. Someone completed a heritage potion at hogwarts. The results showed this person that she was a pureblood, one who had been missing for years. Her parents are looking into the parties responsible.'

Several people in the room appear anxious. Did others lose a part of their families as well? How many other children were removed from their homes? Did the missing children attend hogwarts? Rudolphus looks around again determined to bring this up the next time he speaks with the Dark Lord.

'Are there any others that would like to join them to find the responsible parties?' Several members raised their hands, the Dark Lord took notice of who before nodding. 'If anyone has any information regarding this subject bring it to the Lestranges.'

'Lastly, come forward Bella and Rudolphus. It is time I kept my promise. Everyone else, stand against the walls. Bella rushes forward while Rudophus strides forward at a much more relaxed pace. You may do as you wish as long as he lives.'

After clearing his throat, Rudolphus looks around at his comrades. 'We have had a long summer. Just before the school year ended, my dear Bella experienced a great deal of pain. The surprising part of this was that she had not been injured. When our daughter was born Bella and her sister performed some rare magic. This magic tied my wife to our daughter. Should any significant damage happen to our daughter my wife would feel it.'

Bella walks around as her husband talks, weaving her way through the crowd slowly. Everyone is focused on Rudolphus, this gives Bella time to observe their comrades.

'This was in part to lessen any pain our child felt but mostly it was so we knew our child was safe. We began by searching any and all medical facilities that we could find. Surely somewhere there was a child injured in the way Bella had felt? But there was no one injured that way. We began to search other countries and still no one. As the months began to pass we were losing hope again. How could we find her after all this time?'

Bella looks to the Dark Lord and he nods. Bella begins to walk closer to her unknowing target.

'Finally we received a letter from Hogwarts, a student was reaching out and asking if we had lost a child. She had previously no knowledge that she was a pureblood. Everyone believed she was a muggleborn. Once we verified that the parchment from the heritage potion was accurate and not tampered with we were able to put the pieces together. The injury that my Bella felt was caused by someone in this room. My daughter was injured in the Ministry last may. We don't care that her identity was unknown at the time.' You can hear the venom dripping from his words, his hands shake with anger.

As he finishes talking Bella opens her mouth and casts the crucio at Antonin Dolohov. As the minutes pass Dolohov's screams echo through the room. The people standing near him back away, eyes glued to the scene before them. Suddenly the crucio is lifted, but they are not finished. Bella and her husband throw several curses at their victim, slicing, burning and breaking his body until he passes out. There is not enough damage to kill but he will not heal easily either. Finally, Rudolphus raises his wand and casts a spell to emulate the wound and pain his daughter endured. Bella awakens him and turns his head to look at Rudolphus.

'This will not kill you but you will experience everything our daughter did. Do not ever curse our child again. Next time I'm not sure we can be persuaded to be lenient.' Rudolphus and Bella look to their Lord and bow before leaving the room.

.*

Chapter 16

Draco wakes up early one morning and decides to walk the halls before heading to breakfast. Ron sees him wandering down the hallway alone.

'Oi Ferret. What are you doing in this part of the castle?'

'None of your business. Weasel.'

Ron raises his wand but before he can murmur a spell, Draco casts petrificus totalus.

'Now Weasel. Why would you want to raise your wand to me? You know you can never beat me.'

Draco raises his wand again and weaves a simple spell. Then he lifts the body bind. Ron jumps up intending to attack.

'One.'

Ron stops his chest constricts causing Ron to gasp.

'Two.'

Ron gasps for breath but nothing gets through. He is frozen in place.

'Be cautious Weasel. You wouldn't want to test the highest number you can withstand, would you?. Have a pleasant day.'

As Draco steps around Ron's frozen form, Ron lets out a scream and lunges again.

'Three.'

Ron is writhing on the floor in agony for an entire minute. When he pushes himself up again he realizes he is alone. Looking around he wonders why he is sitting on the floor in the middle of the corridor.

Ron gets up and heads back to the common room in Gryffindor tower,

.*

Draco meets up with Hermione later that day.

'Remember when you said I could do what I wanted as long as I did not get caught?'

'Yeeesss… why?'

'Well I ran into Weasley this morning and well I can say it was a rather enjoyable encounter.'

'I'm glad you enjoyed it, I suppose. Do I want to know?'

'Probably not. Plausible deniability and all that.'

'Alright then enjoy.'

'Will do.'

.*

Hemione and Ginny are alone in the common room.

'Hey Hermione, do you mind if I join you in the library? I need some help with my potions essay.'

Sure a group of us get together most afternoons. You are welcome to join us anytime.'

Nervously, Ginny asks, 'Who all is 'us'?'

'Why do you ask? You don't want to be around Slytherins? Are you that much like your brother?'

'No nothing like that.' Ginny whispers, suddenly nervous.

Hermione's voice softens. 'I'm sorry Ronald has been making me so mad lately. What's up?'

'I have a crush and I don't know how to act around him.'

'Who is he?'

Ginny covers her face before answering. Hermione only hears a mumble. Hermione grabs Ginny's hands and pulls them away from her face.

'Try that again?'

'Your cousin.' Ginny repeats softly.

'Draco? Hmm interesting.'

'Are you mad?'

'Not at all. I want you both to be happy. Whether that is together or not is up to you and him.'

'Is he seeing anyone?'

'Not that I know of. I mean I haven't actually asked.'

'What about Parkinson? Didn't she always, used to hang all over him?'

'I thought so but I haven't seen that happen this year, I think they are just friends. Do you want me to ask?'

'No. I will just join you for studying and see if he shows any interest.'

'That sounds nice.'

.*

The next day after classes Hermione and Ginny are sitting across from each other in the library.

Theo and Draco walk in and join them, Draco sits next to Hermione and Theo sits next to Ginny.

Ginny greets them both then focuses back on her textbook. Hermione and Theo begin discussing Ancient Runes. Draco looks at Ginny and notices how quiet she is.

'Need any help with that, Red?'

Ginny looks up nervously. 'Sure.' she whispers.

Draco and Theo switch places to begin working with the girls.

As Draco slides into the chair his arm collides with Ginny's, he notices her face flush slightly. Leaning closer he asks, 'are you ok? I can sit somewhere else if you want.'

'No you are fine, don't mind me.'

Choosing to follow her lead he responds, 'Alright if you insist. What are you working on?'

'I'm supposed to write 12 inches on the restorative properties of mandrakes.' Ginny whispers and Drado leans closer to hear her better.

'You only have the textbook?'

'Where else would I look?' Ginny feels her temper rise slightly, Draco smirks.

'Come with me, I can show you a few books with plenty of information on that topic.' Draco rises from his chair and grabs Ginny's hand, pulling her away into the stacks.

Hermione grins into her hand when Ginny looks at her in surprise as she is pulled away.

'What was that about?'

Hermione startles. Looking over at Theo, Hermione gasps. 'Oh I'm so sorry, I was paying so much attention to them I forgot we were working together.'

'Clearly. No harm done, tell me, what's got you, so focused on them?'

'Nothing, i'm just trying to figure something out. I think I will continue watching and see what happens.'

'I suppose I will be joining you then. I do hope it is an entertaining show.'

'We shall see.'

Moments later Draco returns with his arms loaded with books. A confused Ginny trails after him. Hermione catches Ginny's eye but Ginny just shakes her head and returns to her seat.

Draco places the books on the table. Each one he picks up and opens to a seemingly random page before marking it and placing it in a tidy stack near Ginny.

'Depending on what you find useful in these I can possibly recommend more.'

'Alright, thank you.'

Ginny looks through one and begins taking notes. When she needs to she voices a question and Draco looks up from the book he is reading to answer her. Not long passes when Ginny puts down her quill. 'I think that's everything I need for that essay. I'm going to put the books back.'

'Let me help you,' Draco murmurs. They stand and gather the books before walking away.

As they walk he asks about her classes and listens as she tells about her day. Ginny talks tentatively at first but then gains confidence as she realizes he is listening.

When all the books are returned to their places he stops at the end of the row of books and leans against the shelves. 'What's your favorite thing to do outside class?'

'Fly. I love the feeling I get.'

'How long have you been flying?'

'For years. None of my brothers wanted to show me how so I snuck their brooms and taught myself. What about you?'

'Flying ranks pretty high for me too. Maybe we can race around the pitch sometime.'

'I would like that. Shouldn't we be getting back?'

'I was thinking we could ditch them and go for a walk but if you insist.' Draco pushes off from the shelves and turns toward their friends.

'No.' Ginny reaches out and grabs his hand, he looks over his shoulder at her. 'I mean that sounds nice.'

Draco smiles as they walk toward the exit. Her hand still gripping his, not that he minds. Neither noticed Blaise at the end of the hall when they walked out of the library.

.*

Blaise is heading to the library after the end of classes when he stumbles upon Weasley snogging his girlfriend in a shallow alcove.

'Disgusting can't you find a more secluded place? Somewhere that no one else will stumble across? I think I might lose my dinner.'

Ron pulls away from the kiss with a wet smacking sound.

'You are just jealous.'

'You have got to be kidding me. Jealous? Don't make me laugh. Brown can be fun. I would know. I'm not interested in her anymore, so enjoy, I guess, but at least do it where no one can see it.'

'You can't tell me what to do.'

Lavender checked that her clothes were in order and then walked away with a huff. Blaise locks eyes with Ron.

'Oh? Can't I?' He raises his wand and casts a powerful suggestion charm.

'Bow.' Ron's features freeze as he tries to refuse the order. He struggles the entire time his body moves into the bow.

'That's enough. Stand up straight, and hold your tongue.' Ron's mouth snaps shut and he moves to stand.

'Good Weasel. I see you are learning. Find a better place to meet with your dates. I never want to see it again.' Blaise walks away. Ron blinks.

Where did lavender go? He sets off to look for her.

.*

Blaise enters the library and looks around for his friends. He frowns when he sees Theo and Hermione sitting at a table bent over the same book. He walks over and drops into the seat next to Hermione.

She jumps at the sudden noise.

'Oh, Blaise hello. How were your classes?'

'They were alright. Am I interrupting your studying?'

'Not at all.' Theo chuckles. 'We are nearly done and I'm headed out for a walk.'

'Actually, you go ahead. I wanted to start my transfiguration.'

'Mind if we work together? I'm not sure I'm explaining this properly.'

'Let me take a look?'

'I will leave you to it,' Theo says as he packs up his stuff and heads out of the library.

Blaise and Hermione work on their essays for the better part of an hour. They finish within minutes of each other. Hermione looks over at him.

'Why are you looking at me like that?' he blinks and looks down for a moment.

'Like what?' whn he loks baack up she sees his lips curving into a smile.

'I don't know, just stop it.' she doesnt feel uncomfortable, this is just unexpected.

'Why would I stop it?' He leans closer and lowers his voice. 'I just noticed that you look very pretty today.'

Hermione blinks trying to process this, her mind scrambles but all she can respond with is, 'Thank you.'

'Are you seeing anyone?' blaise leans closer and whispers, not sure what answer he is hoping she will say,

'I am. I'm not sure how serious it is but we are seeing one another.'

Sadness flits across his face before he returns to smiling. 'What do you mean?'

'We are owling, mostly. Why do you ask?'

'Just curious, I suppose.' and thats all he intends it to be, right? He cant possibly be thinking of anything else.

'Alright. Are you seeing anyone?' her questions catches him off guard. Why would she want to know?

'No. I've been with girls before but I've never dated anyone.' He says. His voice barely above a whisper.

Sadness crosses her face, she leans closer and he can smell apples, why does she smell like a mouthwatering apple? 'Are you looking to date someone?'

'Possibly? It depends on if it seems right.' he comments off hand not really thinking about it. No one has ever seemed right so it wasn't a lie.

'That sounds nice. I hope you can find that.' she smiles before glancing back at her essay. Blaise is stunned, no one had ever said that too him.

'Me too.' he whispers suddenly hopeful.

They clean up and walk out of the library before parting ways, heading to their dorms for the evening. Hermione dimly realizes that Draco and Ginny never returned.

.*

Theo is relaxing near the Black Lake leaning against a tree reading a novel. The hairs on the back of his neck stand up and he looks around. Ronald Weasley is standing there with his wand pointed at Theo.

'What's going on, Weasel?'

'I'm tired of all you Slytherins being everywhere. Why can't you just disappear?'

'I doubt that will help anything. Wouldn't it just be easier if you disappeared? Then you wouldn't see any of us.'

'Whatever. If I can't make you all disappear, I will just make you leave.'

'That will never happen.'

Ron's hand trembles in anger, he can't hold it steady. He tries to stun Theo but misses. He tries again but also misses.

'Do you ever practice? This is pitiful. I haven't even raised my wand and you still can't hit me. I know.' Theo draws his wand and silences ron. He casts a charm that causes Ron to spend more time studying and less attempting to fling around spells.

'With enough studying perhaps you will gain knowledge.' Theo casts a simple compulsion to get Ron to leave him alone. Ron does not remember what happened when he walked out to the lake that evening.

.*

In the Slytherin common room that night Draco is relaxing with Blaise when Theo joins them by the fire. 'Where did you and Red disappear to, earlier?'

'Just went for a walk. We were having a friendly chat and didn't want Pince to decide we were too loud. Didn't I see you out by the lake around dusk?'

'Probably, I was harassed by Weasel. He mentioned something about us Slytherins being everywhere.'

'Possibly because we had a disagreement yesterday morning. He wasn't very happy to see me wandering the castle.'

'Or me, when I encountered him down the hall from the library. He needs to find a more secluded snoging spot. I may have mentioned that to him.'

'Does he ever stop? You would think he had better things to do with his time.'

'I mean, I got him to stop.'

'Me too.' They recounted their individual experiences.

'I can't believe we all left a recurring spell on him.'

'I don't plan to do much else unless he keeps insulting Hermione.'

'Depending on how he behaves, I agree I'm not planning on anything else.'

.*

Minerva meets Remus at the Three Broomsticks in a private room for tea.

'Helo Remus.'

'Hello, Minerva. How is the term going so far?'

'Same as usual. Some students are excelling while others are not trying as hard.'

'Sounds normal. Is there anything you need?'

'I have a question actually. Ms. Granger is communicating with Sirius about her family?'

'Yes, that much is obvious after he showed everyone her letter.'

'Is she alright? This is a lot to handle.'

'Actually I'm not sure that was the last we have heard from her. I wonder why she hasn't sent anything else. I will talk to Sirius.'

'I can't imagine what Albus was thinking. This is crossing a line.'

'It is. How anyone can justify kidnapping is beyond me.'

'Do you think she reached out to her family?'

'I can't say for sure but it did sound as if she wanted to.'

'She seems a little distracted this year. Her marks are still the best in the class but she is no longer completing the assignments with as much vigor as she used to. Rather than 3 feet on any topic she is now only turning in the requested length.'

'Really? Maybe she is learning to be succinct?'

'Her new study partners may be helping temper her enthusiasm for too much information.'

'Who is she studying with now?'

'A large group that includes various houses. It is rather nice to see so many working together in the library so often.'

'Really? Try not to discourage that.'

'I hope the younger years realize how beneficial it is to have so many perspectives when completing assignments.'

When they finished their tea they went their separate ways. Both think about the actions of others with a slightly different perspective.

.*

Chapter 17

Georgie,

I enjoyed our date. It was a wonderful birthday surprise. I can't wait to see you again. I looked through the box you gave me. What am I supposed to do with trick treats? I suppose I could use the daydreams. Thank you for remembering that my favorite snack is sugar quills. Now I need to find you a nice present for christmas. Speaking of will I get to spend time with you during the holidays? Or will you be too busy with the shop? How are things with the shop? Is it keeping you and Fred busy?

Xoxo

Hermione

Georgie thanks for noticing this. I have written to my relatives. I want to meet them but I am not sure how or when. Could you help me over hols? If you need any help at the shop I volunteer.

Tell Sirius this is the best way to write to me.

Sorry this is so short, write back soon.

Hermione

.*

Dad,

Ever since Hermione learned who her parents were, Ron has been in a mood. I'm not sure why he thinks she has been lying to everyone all this time but he is wrong. Hermione discovered the truth just before she shared it with us. If she were lying she wouldn't have looked so shook up. She was barely eating for a couple days.

There is a rumor going on about her being kidnapped? Who would do such a thing? Her parents may be dark but I haven't ever heard of any Death Eaters kidnapping children. How would anyone think that is alright? What can be done about Ron? He is so angry all the time and I'm concerned that he will do something rash.

Love

Ginny

.*

Hemione,

I am so happy that you enjoyed your birthday. And obviously you are supposed to share your sweets with friends. Please let me know what you think of the daydreams. Customer feedback is so important to a growing company. I will always remember your favorites. No need to get me something special for christmas. Im will be happy just getting to spend time with you.

I'm sure the shop will be insanely busy but we plan on some early days for family time. We are spending all our free time making extra stock so we hopefully don't run out.

George.

After you wrote Sirius he showed the entire order. Dumbledore was not happy. I will talk to Sirius about it. Did you receive a response? If so, tell me about it. You are definitely welcome at the shop everyday. However often you need a break or to use the Floo you are also welcome.

After the order meeting Fred and I hung back to see if Sirius wanted to talk. He is not happy with Dumbledore. Rumus agrees with him. None of us feel like we can work with Dumbledore. No one should steal children from their families.

Mum told Fred that she has no knowledge of any missions involving children. He said she sounded pretty convincing. I was saddened to see the hope fade from his eyes when I told him the story dad told me. Mum was involved with your kidnapping. I'm sorry to have to tell you like this but I didn't want to keep it from you. Mum was personally there the night you were removed from Lestrange Manor. I don't know the details but dad told me about her involvement.

From the way things were worded in the meeting there may be other children who were removed from their families. No one in the order knows anything about these 'missions' but we are concerned about the possibility. Do you know anyone who can give us a direction to look? Ages and gender would be a good place to start.

I hope to hear from you soon.

Georgie

.*

Through the month of September, Harry patiently awaited a response from his godfather, as October begins to pass Harry has lost hope that he will receive a response.

'Harry mate, I'm sorry for trying to keep you from being friends with Hermione, you're friends with us both.'

'Ron, you have been cruel to Hermione and I can't let you treat her that way. Unless you apologize I don't think I can put this behind us.'

'Mum sent some snacks, do you want some?'

'No im fine. I need to head to the library to find a book for Transfiguration. See you later.'

.*

Mum,

Harry turned down my apology and the box of sweets and he thinks I am being cruel to Hermione. How am I supposed to keep on good terms with him if he is always siding with her? Ginny has been in more of a mood lately and I'm not sure why. You would think I cursed her with the way she is acting. She and Hermione are still friends. That means she is spending time with the Snakes too. It feels like they are influencing her to be more distant with me.

Ron

.*

Andromeda arrives at Grimmauld for tea with Sirius.

'Welcome Andi. It has been too long.'

'That it has. How have you been? Have you recovered from your ordeal?'

'You mean Azkaban? I suppose. I just wish I could have a proper trial. I'm tired of being a fugitive.

'I can imagine. Is anyone working on that?'

'I'm hoping. But for now I'm just here. How is Ted?'

'Doing alright. He is at work today. Tell me. What's this I hear about kidnapped children?'

'Depends on what you have heard?'

'Only that Albus was involved. Any identities have been kept from me.'

'Have you heard the stories of Harry and his friends getting into all sorts of trouble over the last few years?'

'Vaguely.'

'Harry has a friend. Her name is Hermione Granger. She was thought to be a muggleborn. She recently discovered that she was adopted.'

Andi nods her head in understanding as she nibbles on a biscuit.

'She did a heritage potion in her free time once she got to school this term. It revealed that she is Lyra Lestrange.'

Andi gasps. 'She is family?'

'Yes Andi. She was taken from Bella by force, and left to be raised by muggles. Narcissa looked for years to find her, Albus was concerned that it would be discovered who she was. That's why she was given to muggles.'

'No, she could have been raised by our family. Why wasn't she given to family.'

'I can't answer that. All I know is what I have told you.'

'He will pay. I will crush him.'

'I think we should wait to see what Hermione plans to do. She discovered this on her own, who knows if she has any plans for revenge.'

'I want to meet her.'

'You will. I will see if she can visit during winter break.'

'Thank you Siri. We should do this more often.'

'Yes we should.'

They spend the rest of their tea discussing how their house will need to be restored if he ever becomes free.

.*

Ginevra,

Your brother tells me that you have been following Hermione around and acting rude to him? He didn't do anything to you and you need to behave yourself. If spending time with Hermione and her new friends is causing this attitude change then you and I will be discussing your choice of friends over the holiday break. You know I raised you to behave better than you are currently. You rely on family first and foremost. Do you have anything to say for yourself?

Mum

.*

'Someone doesn't want me to know they planned on having a private discussion with Black earlier.' Alistar huffs as he enters dumbs office.

'What do you mean?' Albus inquires.

'Someone left out the front door and disillusioned themselves. I'm not sure if they aparated away or not but I was unable to locate their magical signature leaving the area.'

'Any idea who it was? Someone relatively young. Perhaps Kingsley? Or someone close in age to him, I can't be certain though.'

'Keep an eye on things and let me know if anything else comes up. In the meantime. I need you to monitor a few more people's mail.'

'How concerned are you with the contents? Moodys asks.

'Just duplicate the contents of young Ronald and Ginevra's mail so i can read it. And delay receiving of Hermione, Harry and young Mr. Malfoy. I want to see theirs before I allow it to complete its journey.'

'Alright. I suppose that's not too much work.'

.*

'Hey dad, are you busy? Can we talk?'

'I was just about to head out for lunch. Let's grab a bite while we talk?'

'Sure.' George follows his father out of his office and to the lifts. Once they have their lunches they sit in a corner of the lunch room.

'What did you want to talk about, son?'

'Our conversation about mom recently.'

'Did you finish thinking things over?'

'I think so. I can't forgive mum for her actions but I want to thank you for always choosing to stay home with us. It couldn't have been easy to stay home when mum was always out on missions.'

'I can understand that.'

'So many others were signing up to be on the front lines. How did you decide to stay home?'

'In the few short years after starting a family I had not one or two children but three and then before I knew it five children. All of which deserved to have a parent around to raise them. I chose to have children in times of war and with your mother throwing herself into missions I knew I needed to stay home with all of you. I'm happy she survived the war but you never know what can happen.'

'I can't even imagine having that kind of decision to make. I don't know what I would have done in your shoes.'

.*

Gin,

I will discuss Ronald with your mother. I'm not sure what has gotten into him. He shouldn't be treating his friends like this. I'm sorry he is acting badly toward you. Remember who your friends are. Sometimes friends and family are not in the same category. Tell Hermione I'm here if she needs anything.

There have always been rumors but no one on the light side wanted to believe it was more than a rumor. I will look into it and see if any other children have been displaced from their families. Please continue to focus on your studies. We can discuss this over the holiday break.

Dad

.*

Chapter 18

Ronald,

You need to try harder than that. You cannot allow Harry to be influenced by her evil plots. Be more genuine with your apology. I have included a small vial if you can be sneaky, pour this into harry's pumpkin juice or on some treacle tart you know he likes that best. Be careful, this is not something you want to be caught with.

Mum

.*

Prongslet,

So Ron was rude to Hermione, did you say anything to her at the time? Or even try to stop him from mistreating your friend? They are both your friends and you need to figure out how to keep them that way. You should never be in a position to have to choose between friends but maybe you should take some time to evaluate what makes them each a good friend to you? I'm glad to hear that you won't let Ron keep you from being friends with Hermione but think really hard about what kind of friends you keep. They are a reflection on yourself. I'm not sure what other advice I can give you at this time, but I will think about it some more.

Padfoot

Mail intercepted by Moody*

'Albus, I received this on behalf of Potter.'

'Oh, this will not do. We can't let Sirius advocate for Harry to stop being friends with Ronald.'

'So what do I do with it?'

'Don't allow it to arrive. Keep it, trash it, up to you.'

'Won't Black have something to say when Potter doesn't receive his letter?'

'Possibly, but it's not a concern today.'

'If you insist.'

Dumbledore looks throughout the other mail Moody has after looking at Harry's letter

Looking at the letter to the Lestranges he murmurs, 'Hemrione is reaching out to the wrong people and she doesn't understand what can happen. This will be stopped.'

Picking up another letter and glancing over it, 'She is flirting with George that's fine.'

Moody looks perplexed.

'Ron and Molly? Eh it's fine, nothing harmful there. Best to continue to keep an eye on it.'

Moody opens his mouth but changes his mind.

'Ginevra? Keep an eye on it but don't stop it yet. We can see where it goes.'

Moody stands and begins to gather a snack for himself.

'Draco? No he cannot be allowed to help Hermione send letters either.'

'Let's see what happens if the Malfoys are unable to contact their heir, shall we?'

Moody ducks his head and focuses on fixing his tea.

'As you wish Albus, anything for you.'

.*

In a courtyard Hermione and her Slytherin friends are taking a walk before returning to the library for more studying, Ron was already in the courtyard. He has lavender pushed up against the tree snogging so heavily that they dont notice when they are not alone any longer. Hermione stops short

'Oh my. Thats-'

'Revolting?' says Blaise.

'Disgusting?' muses Draco.

'Disgraceful?' ponders Theo.

'Private guys, let's go.' Hermione turns to walk away and trips on a tree branch. Suddenly the couple stops snogging and looks over at the gathered group. Hermione is between Draco and Blaise. Both trying to make sure she is ok after tripping.

'You're watching us? I didn't realize you were into that.'

Hermione scoffs. 'As if. I would never want to watch the two of you.'

'So you are jealous then, wish it was you?' Lavender gasps in indignation at Ronald's words.

'From the looks of things George is a better kisser. Why would I want you?'

Ron strides toward her and Lavender pulls on his arm trying to stop the oncoming confrontation.

'Won won, she's not worth it. Let's go.'

'You should go. Wouldn't want to start something you can't finish.' Hermione comments.

Ron pulls his wand. An incantation on his lips.

'You were warned.' Hermione says before whispering her incantation. 'Lavender are you getting involved or walking away?'

Lavender shakes her head before grabbing her bag and heading away from the small crowd.

'Good choice.' Ron is frozen in place. His wand gets removed from his hand and placed on the ground.

'You need to start making better choices, Ronald. Dray, do you have that book I asked for?'

'Yes cousin.' He pulls out an old tome from his family library. She opens it and flips through until she finds what she is looking for.

'Ah perfect.' Ron has turned a deep shade of red he clearly wants to yell but can't.

'Consistent compulsion causes increasing pain until behavior is corrected.' Hermione murmurs to herself before she begins to weave the spell with a simple notice-me-not to prevent anyone from learning about this.

'Make better choices or you will find yourself in a lot of pain.'

Hermione releases Ron from the body bind.

'You Bitch, you can't just curse me.' Ron grits his teeth in pain.

'I dont know what you are talking about Ronald, we were just talking.'

'I know what you did.' Ron raises his wand intending to cast a spell and doubles over in pain. 'You can't do this to me.'

'I haven't done anything Ronald, you are doing this to yourself. Make better choices.' Hermione turns and walks out of the courtyard.

'Weasel. Didn't I say I never wanted to see you in that kind of position again? On your knees.'

Ron's body trembles as he fights the order.

'Find something else to occupy your time, no snogging for the next week.' Blaise takes a step back.

'Must you continue being a bother Weasel? You will never attack my cousin again. Four.'

Ron feels as if his blood is on fire.

'Five.'

His head feels as if it will split in two.

'Six.'

It feels as if he has been castrated. Ron is silently bawling now. His body trembles as he fights against the spells on him.

'Leave my family alone, Weasel.'

At that the trio of Slytherins head to the library to find their lioness.

Ron stands, he is confused, why does he feel like he was just attacked? No one was here.

Where did Lav go? He has an instant headache when he thinks of what he had been doing before she mysteriously disappeared. Maybe he should go lay down. As he enters the castle again he sees the Slytherin trio ahead of him.

Ron raises his wand and suddenly he doubles over in pain. When he looks up again after catching his breath he is alone in the corridor. Ron continues the walk up to Gryffindor tower. With every step he wonders what is happening to him.

.*

Harry walks into his dorm room to find Ron pacing.

'Ron? What are you doing?'

'I'm really sorry for how things have been between us all lately. I plan to talk to Hermione in the morning. I just want to put all this behind us.'

'Alright, I believe you.'

'Great. I'm gonna finish the reading for DADA class. I have some treacle tart if you want a piece.'

Ron points to the tin at the foot of his bed. He opens a book and lays on his bed to begin reading. Harry idly walks over to the tin and opens it. He plans to grab a small piece and head back downstairs. When he swallows his first bite his mind becomes clouded.

'I think I need to sit down for a minute.'

'You ok?'

'Yeah, I think I'm just going to turn in for the night.'

'Alright I hope you are ok.'

'Me too, night.'

The next morning Harry and Ron are chatting about Quidditch. Any apology is forgotten and Harry doesn't bring up Hermione at all. Ron smiles.

.*

Mum,

Thanks, that seemed to do the trick. Harry is spending more time with me and less with the snakes. Will I need to give him another dose? Sometimes I feel like I'm forgetting things. Not too much but small amounts of time. It feels like the snakes are the cause but I can't prove it. What can I do?

Ron

.*

Ronald,

If you feel as if you have been cursed to forget, then you should go to the hospital wing. You will need to give Harry a new dose every week. I have enclosed a few doses for you. Don't lose them. Be sure no one else sees you.

I will write to your sister about her behavior.

Mum

.*

'Hello cousin.'

'Hey, I was just about to head to the dungeons for potions, want to walk with me?'

'Of course but first this is for you. He pushes the large package into her hands. From my mother.'

'I told her it wasn't necessary, I suppose I need to walk this up to my dorm. Snape will kill me if I bring sweets into his classroom.'

'Or, I could put it in my dorm until after class. We are heading down there, anyways.'

'Would you? That would be so much easier.'

'Come on let's go, you could even come in and look around for a moment.'

'That sounds nice.'

Draco takes the package from her and they descend the stairs heading toward the slytherin common room. When they enter, Hermione gasps.

'The lake does give it that underwater eerie glow, I always thought it was a rumor. This seems so relaxing. I barely noticed the common room when the girls dragged me in here for a makeover.'

Hermione drops into an armchair as Draco chuckles and heads toward his room. Blaise looks up from his book and spots Hermione.

'Hello beautiful, how did you get in here?'

'Dray needed to drop off something before Potions, I'm supposed to be looking around but this is so comfy I didn't want to get back up.'

'Do we get to view the lion's den? It would only be fair now that you have been to the snake pit.'

'Let me think about it. Oh there's Draco, ready for potions?'

Hermione jumps up without waiting for a response and strolls away from Blaise. He follows her with his eyes. Draco clears his throat.

'I was just looking.'

'At my cousin. Do you think that's a good idea?'

'No clue, but it's a nice view.'

Hermione has left their common room and begun the quick walk to the potions classroom. The boys lower their voices.

'How is your flavor of the week? Who is it again?'

'Some 7th year puff. Why do you ask?'

'You were staring at my cousin and I shouldn't ask if you are seeing anyone?'

'I guess you are right. Hermione is just…. I'm not sure yet but she piques my interest.'

'Hurt her and I will kill you.'

'I know. I'm not doing anything. Just…. Thinking for now I guess.'

'Well, think more privately.'

Blaise nods and they continue to follow Hermione down the hall. She seems to not have noticed their whispered conversation. A moment later they enter class and find their seats. After class Draco brings Hermione her package and she shares the snacks with her friends before taking the rest up to her dorm. She writes a thank you note and asks Draco to send it off.

.*

Chapter 19

A week later Draco approaches Hermione.

'Remember when you asked me to send that thank you note?'

'Yes. Your mother hasn't responded yet?'

'No and I can't find my owl either. He isn't in the owlery. This is very unlike mother.'

'Do you think your mail is being monitored too?'

'I think it is a possibility.'

'What can we do?'

'Hang on. Jazzy?' Draco whispers.

A small pop is heard before Hermione sees the most adorably dressed house elf. He is wearing a neon green tailored suit.

'Master Draco calls?'

'Did my owl bring a note sometime this past week?'

'No sirs. Master's owl came but no note. He is at manor. Mistress Malfoy says to make him comfortable. Says he was…..says there was interference…? Not sure, master.'

'Someone messed with my post alright.'

'Please tell father that we believe someone is messing with our post. Ask him to bring it to the board. May I call on you to deliver letters to mother and father?'

'Yes master.'

'Good. I will let you know when I have a letter ready. Good bye.'

Jazzy pops away and Hermione lets out a poorly suppressed giggle.

'What was he wearing?'

Draco pinkens in embarrassment.

'When I was younger I wanted to dress up. Mother and father were busy so I talked Jazzy into it. He wouldn't wear the dress I asked him to use but my accidental magic caused that outfit to happen. He decided that he loved it so much it is the only thing he will wear anymore. After that he decided not to play with me much anymore.'

Hemrione begins to laugh.

'It's not funny,' Draco murmurs as they walk down the hall.

.*

'Master Draco sends me.'

'Jazzy? Why would Draco send you?'

'Master says to give you this letter.'

Father,

I sent Apollo with a thank you note to mother. Jazzy tells me he arrived but was empty handed and he is now resting in recovery. Lyras mail has been under surveillance recently. Someone doesn't want her communicating with her parents or anyone allied with the Dark Lord. We think it may have something to do with the Headmaster. He specifically cautioned Lyra against reaching out to her parents. Can you discuss matters with the Board of Governors?

Tell mother that we will continue trying to write but we feel that nothing will arrive.

Draco

'Thank you Jazzy I will take care of this. Tell Draco, message received.'

'Yes master.'

Jazzy pops away and Lucius pulls out a parchment.

Board meeting scheduled @2pm on Friday. Meet at Malfoy Manor. Refreshments will be provided.

Lucius Malfoy

Board Chairman

Lucius duplicates the letter 11 times and sends the notes through the Floo. He then walks off to find his wife.

.*

'Cissa. What are your plans friday? I have received word from Draco about his owl.'

'I planned to have lunch with some friends and possibly do some shopping in Diagon Alley.'

'Good. Mention to your friends that you are concerned about the school monitoring post.'

'They are doing what? What are you doing about this?'

'I'm holding a Board Meeting. You should try to talk to your friends loudly enough to get the attention of a reporter.'

'Interesting. I will let you know how it goes.'

.*

The members of the board arrive at the appointed time and are brought into the conference room as designated. Some grab a snack before sitting down. After everyone arrives Lucius stands and clears his throat.

'Thank you all for coming. I have asked you all to be here today because something very important has been brought to my attention. Some of the students' posts are being monitored. Depending on the content, sometimes it's not even being delivered. What do you think we should do about this?'

'Who do you know that is being monitored?' Mrs. Tonks asks curiously.

'My son's owl recently arrived empty handed, why would my son send a bird with no note?'

Lord Travers thinks for a second before asking, 'True but who else?'

'My niece, she may be recently rediscovered but i think that is all the more reason for her to be able to communicate with her family. Her parents have not heard from her recently. She asked Draco to send a thank you note to my wife for a care package and that did not arrive as well.'

'So this is personal for you?' Mrs Brown inquires.

'Not entirely. If these two students from different houses are not able to send mail is this an isolated event? Are there others? Are you all able to send and receive mail from hogwarts? I think this is something that should be looked into at least. Don't you?'

Several members nod.

'Most definitely. We can send a few volunteers to visit the school, any volunteers? Mrs Chang asks as she looks around.'

Lord Nott and Mrs. Tonks volunteer immediately. A moment passes before Lord Travers volunteers as well.

Lady Patel looks around and says, 'sign me up. The four of us should be able to cover a routine examination of the school.'

After some discussion they decide that they will check the wards, evaluate some teachers, and interview a few students.

.*

On Friday Narcissa gets ready for her outing and Floos to the Leaky Cauldron. She plans to meet up with her friends at Twillfit and Tattings. Walking up to the store she remembers how a few of her friends suffered a similar fate to her dear sister. Knowing that their children could possibly still live but being unable to locate them had to have been one of the hardest things to live through.

Now that baby Lyra had been found, was it possible to find the other children? Where would we even start looking? Muggleborns? Or someone adopted into a wizarding family? The possibilities are endless. Stepping into the store Elinore Zabini waves her over.

'Cissa how are you?' Elinore asks.

'I'm good. Actually, I'm a little worried.'

'What's wrong?' Joan Rookwood walks over to Cissa, seeing that she looks distressed.

'Draco's owl arrived a few days ago but there was no note with him.'

Pemma Parkinson gasps, 'Why would…? Was the owl tampered with?'

'That's what I'm thinking. But I can't imagine who would do that. What would be the reason?'

'Let's go get some tea to calm your nerves.' Catherine Travers begins to guide Narcissa out of the shop. 'This is clearly not the time for shopping.'

'Alright.'

They continue trying to calm Cissa as they get their tea. Rita Skeeter approaches their table.

'Did I hear you mention post interference? Would you like to talk about it?'

'I'm not sure what possessed anyone to start screening the students' mail. I can say that I do not approve. Our son is expected to write home regularly. I have recently begun writing to my niece and now I cannot contact either of them. This is unacceptable. I hope the person responsible is found and held accountable for their atrocious actions.'

'Well, well, well. That is interesting. Do you have anyone you suspect?'

'No, I believe Lucius is planning to discuss this matter with the Board. Beyond that I can only speculate. Someone is determined enough to stop my son's post and possibly my nieces as well? I don't even know what this could mean.'

'Do you know if this is happening to anyone else?'

'Truthfully this is a lot of effort for only one or two students, but I can't say for sure.'

'Thank you for your time ladies, I will be looking into this. Have a nice day.' Skeeter turns and all but sprints away.

'Hmm, I guess she is eager to investigate.'

'Cissa? You did that on purpose.'

'Perhaps. I'm sorry ladies, I'm not up for shopping anymore today. Let's get together again soon?'

'Of course Cissa, go home and relax.'

.*

Neville has spent a lot of time thinking lately. He is happy for Hermione that she found her parents. He didn't know he and Hermione were both in a position to be raised away from their parents. No one deserves that. Maybe he should ask to study with Hermione more often. If the slytherins choose to be civil about it he can too.

'Hey Hermione, wait up.'

'Neville? I'm headed to the library to study. Want to join me?'

'I would love to.'

They walk down the corridor in calm silence. As they turn a corner Tracy Davis waves at Hermione.

'Who is that?' Neville asks.

'Tracy Davis is in our year just in Slytherin. Have you not noticed her before?'

'I noticed her but never talked to her or knew her name for that matter.'

'Really? Well now is a good time to introduce yourself. Hey Trace, this is Neville.'

'I know him. He is always helping sprout in the Greenhouses. Nice to meet you.'

Tracy holds out her hand expecting him to shake it. She is pleasantly surprised when he takes her hand in his and bends forward to kiss her hand gently.

'Nice to meet you. You look beautiful today.'

'Thank you Neville. But I just came in from collecting potion ingredients.'

Tracy raises her hands to her hair in an effort to run her fingers through it. In the process she pulls a small twig away from her messy strands. Looking down she blushes. When she looks up again Neville is still standing in front of her, he takes a step forward.

'Like I said, you are looking beautiful today. Never worry about twigs or leaves; they just add to your beauty.'

Hermione clears her throat. Her friends look at her as if suddenly realizing that she is still there.

'I'm going to the library now. See you both later.'

.*

They awkwardly look at each other as Hermione walks away.

'Where are you headed?'

'I should probably head to the library. I need to work on my assignments.'

'Me too. Let's walk there together?'

'Sure.'

Tracy walks next to Neville quietly wondering why he suddenly decided to talk to her. He always seems to be smiling and working in the greenhouses. When they enter the Library she looks over her shoulder at Neville. Somehow he is a step behind her.

'Do you want to sit with Hermione? Or we could find a table closer to the herbology books. It's usually quieter over there.'

'I will follow you.'

She decides to walk away from her friends interested in seeing what she and Neville could talk about.

.*

Chapter 20

Luna wanders the castle aimlessly. No direction in mind. She chats with the portraits and ghosts as they cross her path. As she walks she sees someone down the corridor, they seem to have noticed her but are not walking closer to meet her. Putting this person out of her mind she continues glancing out the windows. She can see the pitch from here but no one is flying around today.

Luna looks down at her feet and takes a step to the left, a step back. She spins in place. Then take three steps forward. This looks completely random but to Luna it is the path meant to be walked. She slides two steps to the right then takes 3 large jumps forward. After spinning 3 times and looking at the wall opposite the window she sees a door forming under the tapestry.

Luna smiles as she steps forward and turns the knob, the door swings in and she pauses before she enters. Catching the eyes of her audience she waves him over. Without a word she enters the secret room, holding the door open until he joins her.

'Hello Theo, have you been watching me, long?'

'How can I not? You are enchanting. Where are we? How did you even find this place?'

'I didn't find it. I was brought here, the castle was my guide. I'm not sure where this is though.'

He smiles at her description.

'Tell me how you can tell when the castle is guiding you. Can you help me learn to recognize it?'

'I think that can be possible. The castle seems so lonely because no one wants to listen to it.'

'I hope the castle knows that the students don't mean to ignore it. I want to learn to listen.'

'Sit with me.'

Luna sits cross legged, ignoring the fact that she is wearing a skirt, Theo sits across from her mimicking her position. Luna puts her hands on the floor between them. Theo does the same. They sit that way in silence for a while, eventually tenses as he feels magic flow into his body through his hands. It tingles slightly, he forces himself to relax.

A moment later the magic withdrawals and he focuses trying to push his own magic out through his hands. He succeeds but only barely. He removes his hands from the ground and takes a deep breath.

'That was amazing.'

'Yes you are.'

Theos eyes widen, 'Wha-'

'The castle is happy that you want to communicate. She tells me you are welcome to continue trying later. Don't exhaust yourself too much though.'

'Thank you for sharing this with me. I will keep trying.'

They share a smile before climbing to their feet and exiting the room.

.*

Andromeda Tonks enters the Great Hall just before breakfast ends on Monday morning. The majority of the school is about to leave for classes. Behind her are Theodore Nott Sr., Prya Patel and Tav Travers. Dumbledore looks up.

'What a lovely surprise, how can we help you?'

'We are here for a routine inspection. Nothing to worry about.'

'Let me know if there is anything I can do to help, I suppose.'

'Of course.'

The Board members walk out of the room and head into the castle. After wandering through hallways and down various stairways they come to a door. This is a rarely used part of the castle. Most of the students don't explore this far before getting bored and turning back.

All four place their hands on the door and push their magic into the door. A moment later the door opens inward and they enter the room. The wardstones for the castle are in this room. It is not easily found nor easily accessed. All four gather around the stone in the center of the room, and raise their wands. As one they begin casting, they run through a series of diagnostics.

The diagnostic spell begins to write on the parchment in the center of the room, looking at the diagnosis is troubling to say the least. The wards are in need of boosting, but Albus should have said something about them weakening. The teachers are barely teaching at an acceptable level, no wonder the ministry isn't seeing the quality they need for positions. The students are engaging in bullying and retribution, that is to be expected but why are the teachers not intervening? Mail redirections authorized by dumbledore, that will be reported immediately.

As the spells fade all four look furious. Dumbledore said repeatedly that there was nothing wrong with the wards that they were at full power. He also insisted that his teaching staff were respectable individuals. Finding out the results of these diagnostics had caused them all to not believe a single word from Dumbledore, trust has been severely broken.

'Why am I not surprised?'

'What do you mean?'

'Dumbledore has been letting the school deteriorate gradually for years. Now we have proof.'

'I think we need to get the rest of the board in here. We all need to boost the wards together, we may also need to use some teachers.'

'I heard a rumor that a troll broke in a few years ago, I didn't believe it at the time but now…. I think I can now understand how it was possible.'

'Did you see the students on the list of mail redirections?'

'Potter, Granger, and Malfoy are the only ones I noticed, who else?'

'Weasleys? I think there were others but I didn't recognise their names.'

'There is nothing we can do from here but when we report our findings to the ministry something will be done. I made a copy for proof.'

'Now we will monitor the classes and see if anything is amiss there.'

Before they leave the room they each reach out to the nearest wall and push their magic into the walls. No one else will enter the room without them knowing. After leaving the room they head in opposite directions and walk into various classes, Tonks finds herself in 4th year charms, patel in 7th year transfiguration, Travers in 5th year history of magic and Nott in 6th year potions. Each hovers in the back of the classroom when they enter.

.*

Hermione has been watching Dumbledore since the room was silenced by the Board members. He was genuinely shocked when they entered, a moment later the shock morphed into anger, Hermione wonders what they are looking for, or maybe what they will discover.

She looks over at the slytherin table and Draco is staring at her, he looks to the head table then back to her questioningly, without giving a response she stands and leaves the room. Soon to be followed by Draco and his friends.

'Do you think they are here about the mail?'

'I think so but based on the anger I saw that may not be all that they discover.'

'You may be right. He looked pretty mad.'

'He did. I wonder what will happen next.'

As soon as they look up Draco clears his throat and looks sheepishly at his friends.

'Care to fill us in?' Blaise asks.

'I will, on the way to class.'

'I'm on my way to Herbology, see you all later.' Hermione rushes out of the castle leaving Draco to explain what is going on.

.*

'Severus, may I borrow my son?'

'Of course, I'm sure Draco can complete the assignment in Theodore's absence.'

'Marvelous. Come with me Theodore.'

Without a word Theo rises and follows. Once they are outside the room Nott Sr. turns to his son.

'Hello father.'

'Hello son. How are your classes going?'

'Fine. What do you really want to talk about?'

'Have you made friends with the Lestrange Girl?'

'Perhaps, why do you care?'

'I am merely thinking of your future.'

'My future will not include any kind of arrangement. We talked about this.'

'I'm sure you meant what you said at the time, but you will come to learn that certain things need to be done a certain way.'

'Just because you want to arrange something, I have to suffer? No, I will not agree. Goodbye father.'

Theo turns away and returns to the classroom.

.*

Travers knows the class is ending soon. He looks around and sees only a few students awake. Without a word he slides into a chair next to two Gryffindors who were writing on the same parchment.

He leans forward and whispers. 'May I have a word with you both?'

The two students startle at getting caught passing notes. They look at the adult sitting next to them and nod their heads.

'Tell me your names?'

'Ginevra Weasley.'

'Colin Creevy.'

'Thank you. Do you like this class?'

In unison they shake their heads.

'Because he is a ghost? Or because of the monotone voice?'

'Monotone.'

'I like history but this is so dry.'

'Thank you. Who has been your worst teacher at Hogwarts?'

'Umbridge.' Ginny murmurs.

'Binns.' Collin whispers.

'Interesting. Thank you both for your time. Looks like class is wrapping up, best get to your next class.'

.*