Chapter 2
It was around midnight when Dumbledore summoned for Hermione in the Gryffindor house room. All the way to his office Hermione went through a mental check of what she thought might be going on that Dumbledore would call for her at such a late hour. It must have something to do with Harry she thought.
"Licorice Lollipops," said Hermione.
"Sorry to call for you so late, but a Remus needs your help…and protection…but don't tell him I said that, said Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eye.
"What kind of trouble Proffessor," she asked.
"It seems that we have received reports of massive werewolf 'genocides' you might call them. The Order of the Pheonix has reason to believe that these attacks are headed by Lord Voldemort because of the lack of control he can exhibit over the werewolf himself. Remus can not protect himself alone. For the summer, if you agree to take on this responsibility, you will be staying with Remus and with that means, if he is attacked you have to help defend him. You need to understand Hermione, that if you agree, you are taking on a big risk to not only yourself, but to you family. If the situation progresses, we will need you to stay with Remus during the school year. That would mean that you might have to give up your 7th year here at Hogwarts," said Dumbledore. Noticing the worried look on her face he continued, "That doesn't mean that you won't be able to graduate." He could see that Hermione had visibly calmed after hearing that statement.
Hermione sat there for awhile trying to sort out her emotions. How could she not help Remus…her meant so much to her – but school…
"I'll do it," replied Hermione
"Excellent. However, you can not tell Harry and Ron what you are up to. I will give them an explanation of why you are gone for the summer and will not be finishing this year. I have had you belongings brought down. You leave tonight. Good luck, Ms. Granger."
"Thanks, I have a feeling we are going to need it."
Hermione grabbed her trunk and turned back to look at the Proffessor.
"Where exactly am I going?"
"No need to worry about that."
And within a blink of the eye she was gone.