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The next morning Hermione woke up tired and sore. She had numerous nightmares that night and continuously kept on waking up.

The Gryffindor knew that she had to attend class that day and got ready to go down for breakfast. She knew that she had to face her fellow classmates sooner or later and the brunette would rather have it sooner.

As she walked down to the Great Hall, her mind raced trying to think of how she would be able to explain the events of the previous morning to her two best friends. Knowing she needed to tell them the secrets, she tried to construct a plan. Seeing which parts were completely necessary and which were not.

As the brave lion walked in for breakfast, an outbreak of murmurs surrounded her. Hermione chose to ignore this and sat down in her usual seat in between Ginny and Harry.

She could feel concerned eyes bore into the back of her head but smiled despite the uneasiness of the situation.

The witch's breakfast was without talk.

As she placed the last piece of bacon in her mouth both Harry and Ginny pulled the Head Girl to her feet and marched her out of the big wooden doors. Ron closely followed with a bacon butty still in his grip.

"Ok Hermione spit it out." Whispered Ginny bluntly.

"Whatever are you talking about Ginerva Weasly?" asked the teen. She was acting innocent on purpose.

"Come on Mia, will you please fill us in. We want to HELP. We can't help if you keep on leaving us out in the cold." Answered a rather weary looking Harry.

Hermione decided that it was not wise to play the three, or rather two (since Ron was still busy devouring his bacon butty) aggravated looking teens.

She sighed quietly answering, "I will tell you at lunch. This isn't the right place. Too many people will hear our plan."

The three nodded in approval and sauntered off to class. For some reason, the hours were going a lot quicker than she wanted. She did not want to go for lunch mainly because she would have to confess her well kept secrets to her best friends.

I just hope they understand…

The bell signaling Lunch break rang. It sounded a lot duller than usual. Almost hollow in fact.

Hermione slowly stood up and fixed her books. She took as much time as she possibly could without looking too suspicious. She was not looking forward to what was going to happen fifteen minutes later.

Slowly walking to lunch, she saw the three impatient Gryffindors standing by the wall.

Ron was the first to spot the reluctant girl and briskly walked up to her, Harry and Ginny followed suit.

Hermione kept on walking. She led the trio outside the heavy doors into the grounds to her favourite spot near the lake.

Not once did she look back at the anxious faces of her friends. She knew that they were yearning to find out these secrets that nobody but some mysterious girl knew about.

Hermione came to an abrupt stop and faced them. She ushered them to sit down knowing that this would be a rather long conversation, or rather, explanation.

She sighed and rubbed the temple of her forehead closing her eyes like she was trying to find the answer to a hard problem on a test. Finally she opened her big brown orbs and began to speak.

"I know I shouldn't have kept anything from you considering that you guys are my best friends but I really did not see the need for this as well as I wanted to let go of my past. This is NOT easy for me to voice out because I have buried it in my mind, trying to forget about my muggle schools. Please, please, please do NOT tell anybody, I repeat anybody about this. Not even your mum Ginny. I do not want this to pass anybody else. That is how shameful my past is to me."

The three others nodded their heads silently showing that they understood her.

Hermione took in a deep breath and began to tell her story.

"It all started when we had moved from Ireland back to England. You see my parents aren't exactly the saintly people you thought they were. When I was about eight, my dad was sentenced to a year in prison for drug possession. He hadn't meant it but we needed the money badly and that was his last resort. So anyway, the coppers arrested him and after he got out, we went back to England to start a new life.

I was what the children called 'queer' and I did not have many friends.

One day, this one girl called Emily came up to me and befriended me. She became my best friend even if it took me a long time to trust her. When I felt I trusted her enough, I told her about my dad and the prison sentence he had served the year before. This shocked her and she became very distant to me. She joined a group of girls you could call 'popular'. This group had a particular dislike for me and urged Emily to spill my secret. She was very gullible and let it slip out.

From then on my life was a living hell. I was taunted and bullied. My nickname was Runaway Granger because we had moved straight after my dad got out. I hated life there. I would come home every night crying. I was miserable until I received the letter from Hogwarts. I was so eager to get rid of my past that I made sure that I would work extra hard to be happy here. Which I usually am except for certain predicaments like this one. I just don't want my past to affect my future. That's all."

Harry, Ron, and Ginny embraced the brave lion to comfort her.

"Don't worry Mia; your past doesn't matter to us. I mean look at my background!" joked Harry.

Hermione managed to break into a grateful smile. She was relieved that she had finally been able to tell her family about her daunting past.

"Come on, let's go in. If you don't mind guys, i'm hungry!" Grinned Ron

Everybody laughed at this.

Typical Ron!

OK well I hope that that wasn't too boring for you guys but I wanted to clear up Her past.; It seemed important that I did. I just wanted to get it off my chest. Don't worry next chapter will come soon!

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