Disclaimer-see first chapter

A.N. All chapters are unbetaed so forgive me, all mistakes are mine. Hopefully I will be getting a beta soon and I will then take the story down and have all the chapters edited.

On a dark and clear night a tabby cat with marking around its eyes sits atop the high rise fence and watches the humans in the house move around in the house through the window. Crack! The sound of apparition breaks the silence that has permeated the neighborhood.

"Minerva, does everything look ok from your perch?" The tabby cat gave an unnatural pointed glare at the speaker who had interrupted the silence. In the blink of a eye, jumping from atop her perch on the fence, the tabby quickly transforms into the stern-looking Professor.

"Yes, Remus everything looks perfectly normal, Miss. Granger has turned in for the night and I haven't noticed any suspicious activity or the Order would have been alerted by now."

"Ok, Albus wants to see you back at the Order headquarter before you turn in for the night and good evening Minerva."

"Bye Remus and you know the drill if anything happens." The crack! of apparition once again breaks the peace as Minerva apparitied to Number Twelve Grimmauld Place.

Remus glances up at the window of Hermione's room and pulls his shabby cloak around himself as he settles in for a long night of guarding the Granger residence.

'I just hope it's a peaceful night because the order doesn't need any more excitement after the incident at the Department of Mysteries'

The next morning, noises are heard in the kitchen as Hermione comes down the stairs rubbing away the sleep from her eyes. "Mum, what is that racket you are making in the kitchen?"

"Oh! Good Morning Hermione, did you sleep well last night?" Anna glances at the sleepy form of Hermione staggering into the dining room as she bustles around the kitchen.

"Yes mum, I did but the racket you made woke me up."

"I'm sorry dearie, breakfast is almost ready, go ahead and get ready because we're going shopping after we eat breakfast."

Looking outside the glass sliding door into the backyard after getting dressed. Hermione stares at a black cat sitting in the tree staring back at her, blinking her eyes she stares back but the cat was already gone.

'Hmm...strange, I swear that cat was just glaring at me the whole time.'

"Crooks, be a good boy and don't try to cause havoc because Ms. Whilem has already complained about you harassing her York Terrier."

"Meerow!" Crookshanks glares at his master like he is saying "Who? Me! I'm the innocent party here!" Before he waddled out of the house into his favorite sunning spot in the backyard.

Later that day in London, after exhausting her allowance on new clothes, Hermione and her mother decide to take a late supper at a local café in Soho and it is at that point Hermione knows that her mum will bring up the subject of Hogwarts. Hermione steels herself for the conversation because she knows it will be taxing on both her and her mother.

"Ok, now spill it...Hermione I know you are hiding something because you're not acting normal."

"Mum, why do we have to talk about it right now?"

"Hermione, I am worried, its not like you to be this moody and you are moving slower than normal."

"Mum, all I can say right now that something major happened at school and I can't go in any details because I have been forbidden to. In fact I had to sign a magical contract before I could go home."

"Hermione! Are you in danger or anything?"

"No, no mum its not that ...its just a long story but I will tell you someday...for now I'm not at liberty to say."

"Hermione, can't you at least give me some details?"

"Mum, I'm afraid to because if I do you and dad will keep me from going back to Hogwarts."

"Hermione, we won't do that but we need to know what is going on, then we will consider everything because the most important thing is your education and learning how to harness the powers you have been given."

"All right, I will tell you but its not a appropriate moment right now, I would rather tell you and dad at home."

Returning home later that evening, Hermione ran upstairs to her room to escape the oppressive silence that has remained with her and her mother since they left the café.

'Gods...what was I thinking telling my own mother about what is happening in the wizarding world! Now for sure, they may not even let me go back after hearing what I have to say.'

T.B.C