Hello, everyone. This story will continue as normal. It's not gonna be short, but expect very frequent updates. Not daily always (school and shit) but I will try to keep the new chapters regular. If you're concerned about Harry being in the background, future chapters will have more of the Boy Who Lived. Also Hermione transforms in the next chapter, which should release later today.

Hermione went to breakfast as normal. People looked at her in various odd manners as she walked past. One Slytherin first-year wanted a picture with her, excited to meet an actual werewolf, a Ravenclaw fourth-year walked slowly backwards when Hermione passed him, and a Gryffindor seventh year looked through the open Transfiguration class door with awe, before turning back around and being shouted at by McGonagall for turning his classmate into a penguin.

It was the penultimate day of the year before they left for the summer holidays, and the gossip had only gotten stronger. Even the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, which were in no way on good terms with eachother, had bonded over a shared desire for gossip about Hermione. A few Gryffindors gossiped, but most were trying to make smalltalk with Hermione.

"How did you get bitten?"

"Does the Ministry know about this?"

"I never knew Muggleborns could be infected!"

All of these were questions or exclamations floated by the Gryffindor table whilst talking to Hermione. Slytherin, meanwhile, was at odds on how to respond. Baker was getting mocked for his Engorgio accident, some students were joking about how Hermione had the dirtiest possible blood (causing a half-blood first year to slap the second year sitting next to him after a bigoted joke about Muggles was uttered) and others were scared of the fact that the house they disliked so much had a XXXXX class being in it.

Breakfast was mostly normal for Hermione, aside from the sausages tasting worse than usual. She now seemed to like things raw, but this wasn't surprising to her given how much she had read about werewolves in her Defense Against The Dark Arts textbooks.

Albus Dumbledore then stood up for an announcement.

"It has come to my attention that a student has been affected by a most terrible curse. While I will not name this student, they will be in my office shortly to discuss this further. You are all safe, and I have dealt with these matters before. On another note, exam results will be delivered today. Thank you for attending this breakfast. Seeing as you have all finished, everybody aside from the student I mentioned first shall leave."

"See ya, Hermione." Harry and Ron said in unison while exiting the Great Hall. Hermione smiled at them as she watched the great hall go from having a population of hundreds to a population of one. And Dumbledore, of course.

"Miss Granger, follow me." Dumbledore said. And so Hermione followed him through the hallways all the way to the second floor. They came upon the unmistakable gargoyle door. "Fruit pastilles." Dumbledore answered to the door, and it almost immediately opened to a long staircase. They walked up the stairs to Dumbledore's office, and came into a large room decorated with magical artefacts and paintings of old headmasters (one of which tipped his hat to Dumbledore). Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix, was sitting there pecking at itself and not taking notice of his owner and his owner's student. Two other people were waiting in the office, which were Remus Lupin and Cornelius Fudge, one a great teacher, the other an incompetent politician. Hermione, however, had trouble finding the good in Remus, and looked at him in disgust for what he had done to her. Lupin's eyes reeked of guilt and trauma as the pain of his actions sunk in. Cornelius Fudge, meanwhile, was looking at his watch and avoiding eye contact.

"Take a seat, Hermione," Dumbledore said. Hermione sat down on a chair in front of the Headmaster's desk. "I do know of what you've been affected by and who bit you. Being affected by a werewolf curse may be a somewhat confusing and fearful experience for many. However, I have made arrangements with your parents. They know what's happened to you and not hate will penetrate your home. The first full moon is in late August, so your house has had a restraining room added by some Ministry officials," he continued. "Remus here regrets his actions fully and, I apologize on his behalf."

Hermione thanked Dumbledore, and walked away from the Headmaster. Remus, much to her dismay, followed her. When she found him after reaching the Gargoyle Hallway, she looked at him in horror and disgust. Remus said calmly "I could not do anything about those events. I'm sincerely sorry for these events. As I am leaving Hogwarts in due time, I have granted you full access to the Shrieking Shack if you may need its protection and isolation." Remus smiled as he said to her "Have a good summer holiday." and walked down to his office to see Harry.

Hermione had a fresh start on her confidence after what Lupin had told her. She no longer felt like a freak of nature, now that she had a similarly affected role model, even if said role model was the one who infected her in the first place. She walked up to her dorms with a smile on her face.