Chapter 5

Sadness and Surprise

A/N: Hey guys, an unexpected twist in this chapter, I have decided to actually finish this story, unlike my other two stories that aren't going anywhere, I know that my story probably sucks but I am actually going to finish it, even if it kills me! Anyway enjoy or hate this chapter, whatever u want

Hermione sat in the great hall chewing a leaf of lettuce. She wasn't really in the mood to eat such a large meal so she sat their, thinking and staring into space.

"Hermione, are you going to eat anything?" Ron's voice drifted past but had no effect on her whatsoever.

"Hermione, is something wrong?" Harry's concerned voice was heard on some level. I guess I should talk to them, their probably worried about me, Harry has enough weight on his shoulders. He has Voldemort to worry about. He doesn't need any more stress.

"No, I'm just thinking"

She had a gut feeling that something was going to happen sometime near in the future, she could sense it, and it worried her.

"You should eat something, you look pale" Harry replied still concerned.

She glanced around the room and the staff table caught her eye. She could sense that they were talking about something important, they were speaking in what looked like hushed voices. She brushed off the thought and made an attempt to eat as much as she could and avoid questions from Harry and Ron.

She watched the people around her interact, she wasn't really interested in socialising so she just watched. She didn't know what was wrong, she just felt really down.

When most of the people were clearing out her eyes caught Dumbledore's. She could see the sadness in his eyes from were she was sitting. She looked away, not wanting to know what was wrong. She looked up and saw Dumbledore making a beeline towards her. Shit, its something to do with me, isn't it! she was hoping that maybe she had just had imagined it and that the gut feeling was just her overreacting and thinking too much.

Then Dumbledore said the seven words that made her heart sink.

"Miss Granger, can I talk to you?"

She mumbled a yes, not wanting to know what the topic would be. She said goodbye to Ron and Harry and followed Dumbledore to his office.

"Droobles" he said clearly and the gargoyle moved to the side

"Take a seat Miss Granger"

She could anticipate the bad news, she felt tears at the back of her eyes, she knew the news would not be good

"Miss Granger, the news I am about to tell you will hurt you and be painful. I will tell you it all because that way it will be easier for me and you, so please try not to interrupt. I would like to wish this hadn't happened and I am saddened deeply by it. Am I correct in saying you have a muggle friend by the name of Ben Young and brother called Tim?"

"Yes" she said softly.

Omg something has happened, an accident, shit are they dead? Fuck Fuck Fuck! What was the last thing I said to them? FUCK!

Last night your parents were dining over at the Young's when they were killed by the dark lord Voldemort, both your parents and Ben's were killed by the unforgivable Avada Kedavra. It turns out that Mr Young used to be powerful wizard but fled from Voldemort when he heard that he was searching for him. He wasn't a supporter but Voldemort wanted him because he was brilliant and talented. Mr Young or 'Sam' came to live in the muggle world because he thought it would be safer that way. He married and had Ben and never told them about his magic past. But last night Voldemort and his entourage of death eaters came in, trashed the house and killed your parents. Voldemort made Mr Young watch his wife die before saying "All of this could have been different Young, if only you had listened to me the first time and joined forces with the dark side, you were a very talented wizard, to bad you had to waste all that talent and marry a filthy mudblood. You thought you could hide and you were wrong. Now you must die.

Never underestimate the power of the Dark Lord.

That was when he killed them.

Your friend Ben and your brother were out when the dark lord passed through and they are still alive, thanks to good timing. I thought about it for a long time and have come to the decision to let them both stay at Hogwarts as students. You may be thinking why, I have to do a lot of thinking as well. It turns out that they both have a little bit of magic running through their veins and I think that with the help of guidance of the greatest witch at Hogwarts they will soon be up to scratch in their schooling. The two of them are currently in the Room of Requirement and will move into their common rooms tomorrow, after they are sorted. You are welcome to stay the night there with them. I know this a lot to take on at the moment and if you need someone to talk to I will always be here to have a chat. If I'm not here you can always talk any members of staff, we are all here to help you. Think of us a friends, not teachers.

"Thankyou professor" Hermione said quietly before getting up and leading herself out of the room. She wasn't crying, her mind hadn't processed everything yet. As if her parents were dead! These sorts of things never happened to her or people she knew. Except for Harry of course, but he was different, he was the Voldemort's nemesis. She walked down to the room of requirements and opened the door. She saw two boys, which proved that what she had heard tonight hadn't been imaginary, it was real. The boys glanced up and Hermione felt the tears coming, she couldn't hold them back. She went over to a bed and cried out all the pain and misery she could. She cried for her parents, all she could think of were memories. Her mum and the way she would come into her room and brush her hair before she went to bed; her dad giving her piggybacks and holding her hand when they crossed the road when she was small. Just all the memories of them and her being together, just the four Grangers, Dad, Mum, Tim and her, going on Vacations to beaches, going skiing in Italy, so many memories... No longer was she the daughter of two successful dentists, she was an orphan. An orphan, an orphan, an orphan, those words swimming around her head, mocking her…

'Orphan…'

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