A/N: Hey thanks for you reviews…Hermione and Draco got together quick I know but I was loosing track of the story and if I didn't make them get together now…well you'll find out.

DISCLAIMER: I only own the plot. Thanks JK Rowling for letting us use your characters with our own imaginations.

Chapter 7: Hermione's Grandfather.

Hermione was once again wandering the corridors of Hogwarts. It was late, almost midnight, and she was making sure no students were out of bed. She turned into the charms corridor and saw the light from someone's wand shining. It was heading in the opposite direction to her and she followed, thinking that it was only a Professor who was also patrolling the corridors. She came up behind the person and realised that it wasn't a teacher but in fact it was a student out of bed.

"Stop where you are!" she said in a commanding tone. The person stopped abruptly and slowly turned around. It was Pansy Parkinson.

"What do you want Mudblood?" she asked in a derogatory voice.

"You're meant to be in your common room Pansy. You are not a prefect therefore you have no right to be wandering the corridors late at night. I am reporting you to Professor McGonagall." She answered coldly.

"I'll be in my common room before you even get to her office. She wont be able to do anything," Pansy smirked at Hermione and started walking off.

"Miss Parkinson. What gives you the right to be out of bed at this time?" came the deputy headmistress' voice. Pansy froze as McGonagall caught up to them.

"I…was…I…"

"Detention…2 weeks worth I think. Oh and an extra week for the name-calling. Bed Now!" Pansy walked away fuming. A red beam of light followed her to show that she had been caught if another teacher, prefect or Draco should come across her. McGonagall smiled at Hermione.

"Well done Miss Granger. I think you ought to head off to bed now. Same time tomorrow night?"

"Of course Professor. Goodnight," and Hermione headed for the Entrance Hall where she knew Draco would be waiting for her. He was and they walked down to the Head's hut together. Once safely inside, Hermione wrapped her arms around Draco's neck and kissed him tenderly on the lips.

"Long night huh?" he asked returning the kiss. Hermione nodded and sat down on the maroon sofa. Dumbledore had done a very good job setting up their hut. They had a small but comfortable 'lounge room' which had two sofa's, one green, the other maroon. The bedrooms were quite nice as well. Each had a double bed with the doona's the colours that represented their houses. They shared a bathroom that had a shower and a bath in it. The toilet was in a separate room. There were also two desks for them to study at. It was simple but Hermione and Draco felt like it was home. They had added their own little touches to it. Hermione had asked for a bookcase so they didn't have to go to the Library too much and there were a few pictures on the walls. Some were of Hermione's parents and some of Draco's mother. He had told Hermione that to him his father was as good as dead. They had many a conversation about his family and Hermione had found out that his mother Narcissa Malfoy had been forced into the marriage and had told Draco on several occasions that he was the only good thing to have come out of it.

"Catch any students tonight?" Draco asked as Hermione lied down in his lap.

"Yeah one," she answered yawning.

"Who?"

"Pansy Parkinson…she got 3 weeks detention off McGonagall." Hermione laughed as she said this.

"I thought a student only got 2 weeks for being out of bed. Why'd she get 3?"

"She called me a Mudblood."

"That bitch. Glad McGonagall gave her the extra week then."

Hermione smiled up at him. Her feelings for Draco were growing and she knew that she was falling in love with him. They had been together for 2 months now and life couldn't have been better for her. She was friends with Harry and Ginny again and although she hadn't talked to Ron since he spoke to her at the Entrance Hall steps she didn't mind. They weren't fighting and that was the one thing she had become sick of…his constant bitching about the way she was. At least Harry, Ginny and Draco liked her for who she was and they didn't expect her to change for anyone.

The next morning Hermione awoke to the smell of eggs and bacon. She slowly got out of bed and just as she put her dressing gown around her Draco walked in.

"Oh I thought you'd still be asleep," he said bringing with him a tray of bacon, eggs toast and orange juice.

"I only just woke up. I could smell the bacon and eggs…are you bringing me breakfast in bed?" she asked him with a smile.

"Well I was but you're already up," Draco looked a little disappointed. Hermione grinned at him. He had tried to do something romantic for her and she'd ruined his plans.

"Well…I'll just get back in bed then." And she took her dressing gown off and slipped back under the covers of her bed. Draco smiled at her and took the tray over to her bed and placed it carefully on her lap. There was two of everything. Draco was going to have his breakfast with her. Hermione thanked him and began eating. It was the most delicious meal she had ever had and she was used to having bacon and eggs for breakfast.

"This is so yum…have you done something with it to make it taste different?" She asked him sipping at her orange juice. Draco shook his head. Hermione just continued eating. Once they had finished, Draco made the plates disappear with a quick flick of his wand.

"I'll let you get dressed I guess." He said and walked out of Hermione's room. He had something to tell her and he wasn't quite sure how she would react. They had only been together for two months but he couldn't help the way he felt. He knew that Hermione was his soul mate. Hermione came out of her bedroom dressed in light blue hipster jeans and a long sleeve fitted shirt that showed of her curves. She beamed at Draco and he smiled back patting the seat next to him. Hermione sat down and leaned in for a kiss. It was full of fire and passion. They pulled apart both breathless.

"I…have something to tell you Hermione," Draco started his face changing to that of someone serious.

"Have I done something?" Hermione asked worriedly. Draco laughed.

"How could you do anything wrong?" he pulled her close to him. "I just wanted to tell you that…I love you," Hermione looked up at him shocked. She had not expected this and she didn't feel the same way. She had very strong feelings for him but she was not in love with him.

"Draco I…you love me?"

"Yes…I know you might think it's to soon to love you but I feel like you're my soul mate. I can't imagine my life without you Hermione. You don't have to love me back…I could never push you into saying that. I just had to tell you how I felt. So we both know."

"Draco, I'm sorry, I can't tell you I love you because I don't. I have very strong feelings for you and I appreciate you telling me yours."

"Hey…that's fine. You'll love me when your ready…I hope."

Hermione looked at him blushing. She didn't know what to say. Draco smiled a reassuring smile and Hermione knew that he didn't care that she wasn't in love with him. That had made her feel a whole lot better. Hermione and Draco spent the rest of the day organising Hogsmeade trips and realising that Christmas was only 2 weeks away they decided to make the first Hogsmeade trip the next weekend.

"Well I better tell Dumbledore to make sure its ok…you know considering where You Know Who is hiding," Hermione told Draco with a rather glum look on her face. She hadn't talked to Draco about her true identity. It seemed to him that she was putting it out of her mind completely. It sure didn't seem like it was bothering her and Draco realised that this was the only time since she found out that it looked like it bothered her.

"Do you want me to come?" Draco asked concern obvious in his voice.

"No…I need to speak with Dumbledore alone," Hermione told him before giving him a kiss. She left the hut and headed for the castle. Along the way her mind wandered to the parents she never knew. She didn't even know their names. This was one thing she wanted to ask Dumbledore. Hermione looked up suddenly. She hadn't even been paying attention to where she was going and already she had reached the Headmasters office. She muttered the password and the gargoyle sprang to life. She headed up the spiral steps and knocked on Dumbledore's office door. "Come in" came his voice. Hermione entered. She sat down in front of Dumbledore's desk and smiled a little at her Headmaster.

"Miss Granger, and to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

"Well, Draco and I have just realised how close Christmas is so we were thinking that maybe we should have a trip to Hogsmeade soon…like next Saturday but I was worried that you might not want the students to go to Hogsmeade."

Hermione put her head down. She was scared to think of what might happen while Hogwarts students were in the wizarding village.

"Miss Granger. Lord Voldemort will not touch any student from my school. He has a plan and to make that happen he needs to lie low. We will make sure the students do not go near the Shrieking Shack. If any student is found near it they will have a month's detention." Dumbledore smiled kindly at Hermione. He knew there was another reason for Hermione being here. He would let her tell him though and he knew she would.

"Yes sir…how will we keep them away?" Hermione asked.

"I have informed the teacher's I trust most that Lord Voldemort is nearby. They do not know his exact location but I will tell them to keep the students on the main street only. They are not to go past the Hogs Head. I will trust that you and Mr Malfoy will also keep the students away." Dumbledore told her. Hermione nodded. She had one more thing to ask Dumbledore although she wasn't sure how to bring it up.

"Is their anything else you wish to discuss with me?" He asked kindly.

"Well…I was wondering if you could tell me…what my parents…my real parents names are." She asked tears in her eyes.

Dumbledore looked at her for a moment. He had been thinking about this day for a while and he knew he would have to tell her but how would she react?

"Miss Granger. Along with the true identity of your parents you also gain a Grandfather. He is a professor at this school." Hermione's mouth dropped. Dumbledore had expected this and continued before Hermione could protest. "Your real Father's name was Alec Stone. Your real mothers name was Annette Stone. Her maiden name was Dumbledore. She was my daughter." Dumbledore said with a sad smile. Hermione looked at him in shock. She couldn't talk even if she wanted to. Her headmaster was her Grandfather. He had known this her whole life and the whole time she had been at Hogwarts. How could he have kept this from her?

A/N: What do you think of that? I needed a twist and it came to me in the form of Dumbledore being Hermione's grandfather. PLEASE KEEP REVIEWING!