Still don't own anything. Cept the plot.

Chapter 2

Hermione was able to go home with these strange people a week later. She had learned many things about herself she was a teenager in her 6th year of school but didn't know where. She was in a car accident and was thrown from the car. Her parents were with her but her father was injured badly and her mother didn't make it. So the doctors let Hermione go with the Weasley's.

Hermione still didn't feel comfortable with these people even if they had been very nice. She felt as if they weren't telling her something. It was a long drive home and all she wanted to do was sleep. What did these people want from her, she thought. She was trying to remember but just couldn't. She felt like her world was meaningless. She thought all the way to the Weasley's home.

Mrs. Weasley asked to see her for a little while saying they needed to talk.

"I am so sorry," said Mrs. Weasley.

"Why," asked Hermione.

"You have no clue who you are you must feel so empty."

"Well yes I do."

"I want to tell you something very important."

"Yes?"

"Well, Harry and Ron go to school with you. At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," said Mrs. Weasley in one long breath. "I know it might be hard for you to understand but you are the top witch in your grade."

"I..... well... erm... I don't know what to say," said Hermione bewildered.

"Term starts in two days."

"So I wont remember anyone at school?"

"That's what is going to be hard, you will probably need a tutor until you get your memory back, but that is for Dumbledore to decide. He is the Headmaster. Mr. Weasley already went out to get your books for term. All I can suggest is to rest and hope your memory returns. Do you have any questions?"

"What about my father?"

"What do you mean?"

"Will he try to find me?"

"Not if I can help it! Now go get some sleep."

"Ok, thank you Mrs. Weasley," said Hermione realizing how tired she was. She went up to her room and fell into a deep sleep.