Nell had reached her house to find her parents were missing, so she used this free time to rush upstairs to return the diary to the trunk where she had found it. Alex payed close attention, "what's that'" he asked cruiously analizing the neat, leather covered diary. Nell looked at him and smiled lightly, should she reveal their secret? Not all, not yet! "it's a diary I found this morning in this trunk and well, thought I'd take a peek at it, found quiet some curious things" Nell commented staring at the diary with something close to love, her eyes shinning with a few humid tears, what did this mean? Who was that man? And why was he so famliar to her? And why did this boy look like him? She sighed pushing all that aside and glanced at Alex, sending him a loving smile, "I didnt know Harry Potter had a brother, or cousin or anything related to magic!" she commented cassualy. Alex looked rather bewildered, "he doesnt!" he snapped matter of factly. Nell turned her face to look at him, her face a mixture of shock and misunderstanding, "my last name is not Potter, it's Weasley, my father is Ginny Weasley's brother" Alex explained as if it was something normal. Nell's shock numbed her senses, her fingers became jelly and released the little book which fell into the trunk.

The golden corner smashed against something made out of glass, and it shattered into a million pieces,a sound that echoed within the room. Nell snapped out of her stupor and stared alarmed into the trunk. She withdrew the wooden picture frame and shook the numberless pieces of fine glass that had spreaded across a picture like the glossy sand of a fine, caribean beach. Alex rushed torwards her and helped her push away the pieces of glass. Once again Nell's fingers became jelly, and the picture fell to the floor, the nocking of wood against wood silenced by the loud gasp emited by Nell's lips. The two looked at the picture, "look!" snapped Nell in a rather alarmed and worried voice, "that's Akira, and that's Draco, I've seen pictured of them when younger, and this is harry, Ginny, my father, Ron, that's..." she started in a wild, rushed voice, "ME!" gasped Alex in a very alarmed voice, it couldnt be. Nell shook her head "NO!,its...George..." she whispered pointing at a rather pleased looking person in the picture who had an arm placed around the shoulders of a young girl with bushy hair. Nell squinted her eyes and stared at the girl closely, "Helena?" she whispered to herself. Then it dawned on her, bushy hair, dark brown eyes, "no...mom! it's my mother! Not Helena...no, Hermione" she snapped exitedly. She couldnt believe it, her mother and the gorgeous red haired. Alex still stared at the pictures, his father was there too, and although similar to George his eyes were a dull green and his hair was completely spiked up. People always said he looked like his father, but they were wrong! He looked exactly like his father's twin, George Weasley.

Dragon felt the large, wolvish paws belonging to Rusko land on her slender shoulders and pushing her down to the ground, she looked up at the brilliant, and intelligent amber eyes, but right now the viciously bared fangs had caught her attention. Dragon was naturally dominant so she bared her own fangs and growled back, although her growl had been drowned by her exhaustion. Rusko sniffed a bit and suddenly his vice seem to vanish, his lips relaxed and he hid his fangs while a troubled look appeared in his wolvish features, "Dragon!" he yelped in a very silent and squeaky voice. The male moved aside and placed the fluffy tail between his legs while he folded his ears and lowered his head in submission. Dragon stood up and stared at the male wolf too embarrased to at like the alpha he was supposed to be, "been to much around humans Rusko" Dragon barked wagging the fluffy, fox like tail while she stared at him amused. Rusko priked his ears realizing the bark had been directed to him, "er...sorry, was trying to cheer your brother and well, turned out that what I see next is a vicious Werewolf running torwards us and well...had to protect him, never thought it could be you" he whined apologizing. Dragon's amused features vanished as a thought crossed her mind, "you dont smell like a Werewolf!" she commented observing him. Rusko raised his eyes to cross a gaze with the Werewolf, "I'm not!" he stated matter of factly. Dragon straightened her black ears as if unsure she had heard correctly, "Shapeshifter! Son of a wolf and a Werewolf, turn human every full moon!" Dragon concluded in a very low whisper, almost as if the words had been directed to a personal, electronic diary. Rusko nodded proudly, he didnt mind the way he was as long as he was acepted.

A smaller wolf walked up to them, intense, dark blue eyes stared at the female's grey ones while he pressed his body against the Shapeshifter's ones. Rusko looked at him with a tender look, almost as if he was not his friend's brother but a pup of his litter, "Dragon, I like him, he's been nice to me and made me see being a Werewolf is not that bad" he said winking an eye at the girl wolf. Dragon blushed slightly, she had always admited Rusko was atractive to her eyes, but in wolf form he was simply breathtaking. However he was her friend's pet! Of course, a pet at home, a friend outside, and she had just discovered, how obvious it had been and she recently found out. Dragon smiled at the pup in a knowing way and pawed his head softly, "oh what are you saying?! Go run before I decide to make my next dinner from you!" she barked playfully at the little pup. Andy laughed, although to humans this was the shrilling and blood freezing howl of a wolf, and started running across the field while barking occasionally. Dragon looked at the pup enjoying his new freedom and smiled, "thank you!" she said softly without taking her eyes off the field. Rusko turned his face at her with a rather shocked look crossing his handsome, canine features, but upon realizing her words were directed to him, he relaxed, "you are welcome" he whispered softly into her ear. Dragon pricked her ears and her pleased features turned to unexpected surprise. Rusko licked her muzzle softly and smiled with a pleased pride torwards himself. He started off after Andy leaving a very shocked wolf behind. What had that been? He loved her? And she did feel atracted torwards him but...did she like him? She didnt know yet, but she would, that was for sure. Dragon smiled and started running after the two males, "hey wait up, how fair is leaving me outta the fun?" she barked joyfully.

Nell pulled out the diary and stared at the cover, "I get it now, it's not Helena, it's Hermione, Hermione something..." snapped Nell staring at the diary with a very determined and hard look crossing her features. Alex frowned his brow thoughtfully, "Granger? I heard dad speak about a Hermione Granger once!" he commented as if just realizing the origin of that familiar last name. Nell gasped and nodded surprised, why had she never known her mother's maiden name? That was unthinkable, but yet she had never asked and Hermione had never told her. She looked at the diary and pointed at it, "my mother is good at spells and charms, she placed a charm to change names, it was George the only one she didnt change because it would have been an insult to his memory, but Helena is indeed Hermione Granger, and Neil is not Neil, it's Ronald, my father!" she concluded in a very high voice, almost as if wanting to reveal her discovery to the whole neighbourghood.

Alex knelt behind the young, red haired and looked over her shoulder at the picture, there was his father, Fred Weasley, but if Nell's father was a Weasley too, that made them cousins, didnt it? Then how about James? He sighed and pointed out at the picture, "Nell, why would your mother want to hide all this from you?" he asked. Nell shrugged and sighed, "no idea, I'll have to ask her" she commented and turned to face him. What happened next took both of them by surprise but as Nell turned to face the boy behind him she hadnt realize actually how close they were. Her lips brushed against his and both remained frozen, lips barely touching and eyes staring into each other's with complete shock yet desire.

To Be Continued…

AN: Ok here it is another chappie, once more to go. Don't forget to read over my other stories.