Disclaimer: Like always, I don't own Harry Potter and I'm pretty sure I never will. Also, I own nothing of The Da Vinci Code and am very amazed at that fantastic book.

Greetings. Enjoy the chapter. Chapters shall be short so I can update more often. First couple of chapters are the introduction; the backbone of this story.

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'True religion is real living; living with all one's soul, with all one's goodness and righteousness…' – Albert Einstein

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Hermione looked at the letter in her hands with utter confusion. She looked to Sirius to see him looking at her before his eyes dropped to the letter. His face mirrored her confusion.

"What is it Hermione?" He asked her and walked slowly to her side.

Hermione frowned and passed him the letter. Her hands continued to shake and she stuffed them in her pockets as she tried to clear her head. The brain she had relied on her whole life had gone limp, refusing to make sense of the mysterious letter.

Sirius frowned as he read it for a second time. "Who sent this?" He asked without looking up.

"I don't know. All it said on the envelope was my full name; it didn't even have my address on it." Hermione humphed and leaned against one of her kitchen counter's. "Why would someone send me a hand drawn map?"

Sirius looked up. "I don't know but I think the right question is who is sending you this," he finished, gesturing to the letter clutched in his hand.

Hermione sighed and ran a hand through her unruly curls. After several minutes she looked back to Sirius, only to sigh once more. "I have no idea. I don't even know what it means." She looked at the letter warily and added; "It doesn't even look like a map."

With an eyebrow raised Sirius asked, "Then how'd you know it was a map."

Her brain throbbed as Hermione tried to think this through. How did she know it was a map? She shook her head quickly and raised a palm to her forehead to ease the throbbing.

"Hermione?"

"Look I don't know," Hermione finally replied through clenched teeth. "It's not as if I saw it and went 'Oh my what a mighty nice map', I just looked at it and tried to make sense of what I saw and that was the only conclusion I could sum up."

Sirius chuckled as he sat down at the table, flattening the piece of paper with his palm. "I agree that it is a map seeing as there is nothing else it could be." He watched Hermione grit her teeth and narrow her eyes at him. "Hey, I was agreeing with you," he told her, raising his arms in his defense. "Why are you getting angry with me?"

Hermione's lips firmed over her clenched teeth. "I have been angry for the past two months, what makes you think I would be nice?"

With a small chuckle, Sirius beckoned her over to the table. "Just try to suppress your anger or, at least, take it out on someone else rather than me."

Hermione approached the table and sat opposite him, muttering softly, "who else can I take it out on?"

His deep chuckle bounced off the kitchen walls and Hermione felt her anger slowly lifting. Sirius grinned when he saw her rigid shoulders slumping down. "Please try to hold in your anger while we work this out," he pleaded softly.

Hermione nodded and they both turned their gazes to the map. "I'm pretty sure it's a map," Hermione mumbled quietly, though having her doubts.

The map was poorly drawn and almost unreadable. Eyeing it closely, Hermione saw pencil marks under the messy black lines. She noticed faint pencil marks at the corner of the page but it had been written in pencil then erased. Hermione squinted to make out the almost invisible words but had no luck; she was not going to find out what the artist had written.

"This isn't a very good map," Sirius spoke her thoughts as he too studied the map. "I think they were in a hurry."

Hermione snorted and folded her arms. "Well it doesn't help it I can't make out what it is."

Sirius frowned and a lock of ebony fell in front of his eyes. Without thinking, he quickly pushed the lock of hair out of his face before rubbing his chin lightly. His frown slipped from his face only to be replaced by a look of pure confusion. "What I don't get," he started, still continuing to absentmindedly rub his chin, "is that anyone who knew you would know you would react quicker to words, rather than a map-"

"Especially a poorly drawn map I can't make any sense of," Hermione added quietly as her brain throbbed harder. "I can't make out what the map is of let alone any of the miniscule street names."

Sirius sent his gaze towards her and said, "If you want to tell me something you could always talk louder. I don't have super hearing."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I said-"

"Oh I heard what you said," he interrupted her and the edge of his lips twitched up. Hermione sent him a glare which resulted in Sirius gripping the edge of the table and letting out a long, low laugh.

"Why are you laughing at me?" She asked him menacingly.

Sirius stopped laughing to grin at him. "Well," he drawled, "not entirely at you. I'm laughing at this entire situation…" he continued, gesturing to the map. "It's hilarious.

"Maybe for you," Hermione retorted with a clipped tone. "It wasn't sent to you so I guess it's not your problem."

Sirius raised his eyebrow. "Are you sure of that?"

"Quiet sure," she answered stubbornly and crossed her arms. "Why would it be your problem if no-one knew you were coming to visit me?"

"Hermione, if there is a letter addressed to me sitting on your table at the exact moment, would you class that as me being involved?"

Hermione looked to the table top and gasped. Just as Sirius said, there was an identical envelope sitting on her table. It looked exactly like the one that had graced Hermione's table not too long ago, but this time it boar the word 'Sirius Black' across the middle.

"Impossible," Hermione murmured as she shook her head. "It can't be."

"I guess it can't be impossible now can it?" Sirius asked her gently as her reached for the envelope. He placed the map neatly on the table and tore the envelope open. "But it's always fun to find out."

"Find out what?"

Sirius grinned, drawing out a thick piece of paper. "It fun to find out what's in store," he laughed but instantly, his grin dropped from his face once he unfolded the paper and stared at it.

With a questioning look to the map then to the piece of paper in Sirius' hands, Hermione was almost too afraid to ask what had been sent to him. But she did ask, "What is it?" and crossed her fingers tightly.

Sirius looked up from the paper and his gaze met with hers. "It's blank."

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