Well here's me taking another shot at this. thanks if you lasted this far.

Hermione walked into the office to find one of her junior assistants running towards her.

"! It's the... it's the mirror. Something ...Johnston was in there and it... it's..." the young woman managed to gasp in between catching her breath. Hermione's eyes grew in shock, this was the mirror that Sirius fell through in their 5th year and it was one of her projects.

l use of the Ever since she seen what happened during the ministry battle she was fascinated by it, yet years of research have left her with little information. The ministry files showed that it was taken in during the middle ages after the fall of a dark wizard but the actual use of the mirror was unknown and the only thing left where myths of it being made to connected to death itself. The mirror with time was dismissed by the ministry and it wasn't until Hermione had started working there that the mirror was started to being questioned.

"Ok, just sit here and calm down, I want to know from Johnston exactly what happened and I ask if he would give us a copy of his memory for further analysis."

"Yes Miss"

Well it looks like I'm in for a long day in the office again. Hermione sighed as she walked in to her office.

A week later...

The office was quiet and Hermione was the last one left...again. She sighed, the whole thing with mirror last Saturday really brought her hopes up, Yet here she was... late! It was Ginny's birthday today and she was supposed to be there at 8pm which meant she had half an hour to get ready and get to the Burrow.

By the time she reached the burrow everyone was already there

By the time she reached the burrow everyone was already there, she smiled as she stood at the door, looking at the whole family and some 'additions' like her. Her eyes wondered to the children, Bill's oldest Victoire and Remus's Teddy, were already in Hogwarts and even the twins had their own kids.

"Auntie Hermione is here!" This shout came before three little red heads came thundering and hugged her legs.

"Now let Hermione breathe and run along," the voice of Mrs Weasley came through. As she was directed inside the house Mrs Weasley lectured, "You're too pale dear, and too thin. That's because you spend way too much time in that office of yours, you should come over more often for dinner."

"Well it is really busy lately..."

"Now, now Granger we all know those are excuses," she turned to see the usual smirk of Draco.

"Well Malfoy, not all of us inherit manors and fountains of gold"

"True, must say I'm really lucky aren't I? And devilishly sexy." She couldn't help but laugh there.

"Granger, I'm really hurt that you don't think I'm sexy," he pouted in mock hurt.

"Don't worry, everyone here knows that you're just a pretty, dumb, rich boy." She answered in a pretend serious tone.

"Damn, I have to forgive you for telling the truth." Music came on from the living room. "Well Granger we can't sit here like rejects, come on and dance." Next thing she knew she was being dragged by him into the living room. This is going to be a long night.

Well end of chapter 2. Hope you like it and please review.