*Hermione's Room*

She thought to her self, as she lies in her big bed. ~Why do I read minds? Why am I the only know muggle born to read minds? What is wrong with me? ~ "Forget it." She slowly stood up and dressed in her school inform. Remembering that Remus put her to bed that morning. Thoughts a wonders dance through her head that caused her to wake up even with the lack of sleep.

*Dumbledore's office. *

The old man broke the silence of the room, "She is at the door."

The sound of Hermione banging on the door stopped when she remembered that she knew the password. She waited no time with asking the questions, "I can read minds Headmaster. What is wrong with me? Muggle born witches and wizards can't read minds. Why do I read minds? I learned how to control the wavelengths of thoughts, but I can't stop them all together, why is this." She took a breath.

The old man just smiled and pointed to the chair by Remus. "Have a seat. Now about the questions I have good news and bad news. The good news you are not a muggle born as you think. You are my daughter and every teacher in this school knows that; well except Remus here" he waited for a reply form the young witch.

"What did you just say? I think you said that I was you daughter, how is that even possible, why did you give me away, why have you told me sooner?" She started with the questions again.

"My wife died giving birth to you. I couldn't look at you with out crying. Then I heard of the grangers when I went to a dentist to see what the big fuss was about. I started taking to Mr. Granger and he said that him and his wife have been trying to have a child and I spoke up and offered them you. I told them the truth about me being a wizard and what you might become. They took you and raised you to the best that they could. You look just like Billy Jo. Including the hair, but you has my brain thinking. Your mother was American. Her parents weren't happy with her marrying an older man like me. And for her troubles she died for something that she wanted her whole life. I never for filled her last wish by keeping you she called you Hermione before she died." A tear fell from his cheek. "Now for the bad news, I am dieing. I have cancer that has spread through out my body and I won't live to see the end of this term."

"Cancer can be cured. Why aren't you going to get cured?" She sat still taking every thing in from what he said.

"I don't want to live. I have lived through two great wars and the birth of my only child. I gave her up because of felt I couldn't look at you." He took his eyes of Hermione and looked at his desk.

She stood up with fury in her eye. "You stupid old man! You think that I don't want to get to know you. I want you to live so you can hold your grandchild that I hope to have some day with Remus if only he could get his head out of his arse. I have respect for you for both of you. Dad I may want to have you as a dad. Things are strange here for me. I can't ask my other dad for help on a spell or my mum. I need you; I need the both of you. I love Remus and I love you." She took a depth breath, "please live for me. I wan you to walk me down the aisle when I get married here in the wizard world. I can say that the both of you have taught me something very important to day: All men are stubborn, stupid, and have to much pride and you won't go after something that you know that might hurt you heart. I could wrap my hands around the both of your necks and hit your head together then choke you. Need me I am in my room. And Remus I had a great time last night." She stomped of leaving the two men alone.

"Albus why haven't you told her sooner; things may have gone better." Remus looked at his feet.

"I feared that she would never talk to me again." He looked at his desk.

"I think that both of us were in the wrong." Remus added.

"You love her."

"Of course." Remus looked up, "but I don't want to hurt her."

"She is like her mother. She put up a fight and challenged me like she just did to you. Now it is up to you, are you going to take her challenge or let it pass and let the both of you getting hurt."

"I can't her parents won't be to happy that I am…" He stopped.

"I want the both of you to get married," she smiled. "And if the both of you get married I won't die of cancer."

"Albus that is not fair. I love her but I don't want to get married to someone her will get hurt. I fell in love with a girl like Hermione. She said that she would never leave me. Guess what she did and broke my heart and I am not that willing to get that hurt again. Last night I saw a man in the forest. I don't know what he looks like but I have smelled him before. I don't know who hw is but he worries me and Hermione let down her guard or the man knows how to block people from reading his mind."

"We are going to have to watch out. Do you remember what he smells like?" The old man looked up.

"Yeah I couldn't forget the smell. He smelled of worry and death, with a mix of a muggle blood." Then he stopped. "I think I know who this man is, and so do you."

"Yep. And I think I need to make a owl call." The old man left leaving Remus alone.

"You won't kill her. Not this one." He followed the old man out of the room.