Pureblood

Summary: Hermione's parents have keep a secret from her all her life. Though, now that she plans to go with Harry and Ron on Harry's journey her mum must tell her.

A/N: Hope everyone has enjoyed their holiday and have a good new year!

To Poppycan: I don't envy Hermione either! If she decidesto try!

To siriuslyaphanatic: Draco being a spy is a little to obvious for me! Plus how would Draco pull that off, he's tried to kill Dumbledore why would he just come back to the Order's side!

To quill ofde evilotter: I'll try reading my chapters over but I can't garentee that I will catch them all, for the do love to sneak into my story!

To mugglegirl07: glad you like that chaper but the story gets better!

To: killing u with umbrellas: Glad you like the chapter!And as for telling her friends that comes later!

Now on with the Story!

Chapter 7 Making Desicions

Hermione lay in her bed strocking her cat, Crookshanks, thinking. The whole day had passed in a blur and the only thing Hermione knew was that she had a desicion to make.

She looked at her wall, lost un her thoughts. 'What should I do? Should I be a spy, risking my life to help the Order? Or... Be afraid and not do what is right? Well, when I think of it like that then how can I say no, knowing I would be giving into my fears. I just can't do that. I never gave in before, why now?'

Hermione had made her desicion but as she sat up, letting the covers fall off her upper body, she had a thought. 'What was it Eily told me as she read my fourtune? "THe outlook for your side doesn't look good..." Was Eily right? Was the Order going to lose? Maybe if I was a spy I could stop that but wait what if it was me becoming a spy, giving the Order wrong information that causes them to lose.' Hermione's mind was working quickkly, linking thoughts together.

'Wait am I really going to make my desicion based on what some fortune teller told me? No, the Order needs me and this could tip the scales.' Hermione thought logical maaking her final desicion.

She went to her desk, grabbed a piece of parchment and dipped her eagle quill. She thought hard for a moment before she wrote:

Dear Professor McGonagall,

I thought it over, looking at all sides, and my answer is yes.

Hermione Granger

Hermione looked at what she wrote. It was short, sweet, and to the point. No one but McGonagall would know what question she was answering. So she tied the letter to her new owl, and let him fly out the open window.

She had gotten her new owl, Albus, from Diagon Alley yesterday. He was a barn owl with dark drown and gray feathers. He has rather long talons and large gold eyes that twinkled mysteriously.

Hermione watched out the window into the dusk until she could no longer see Albus carrying her desicion to McGonagall now the head of the Order of phoenix.

A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know its short but it's the best I got so just review!