Disclaimer: I really hate putting this here. It's extra typing effort. But anyway I don't own anything except the plot? Kay? GOT IT? Mmkay.

Author's Note: Okay I'm excited. I saw a few people have read my first two chapters! That excites me and embarrasses me as well. I'm sure this isn't one of the best fanfic's they've read. So yeah... : ANYWHO, onwards to the story. And I'm really sorry that this took longer than a day to update. I had a little more work than I thought. Also, I'm sorry it's short. AND PLEASE REVIEW. OMG I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER.

Hermione had gotten up after Harry had woken her up. She had made her way into the kitchen, yawning and her hair messy and knotted. She shuffled around the kitchen looking for food. Hermione opened a strange door marked "Frozen Goods" suspecting it was a wizard version of a refrigerator. She was right. She saw eggs and grabbed some. Then with a few skilled wand waves, the eggs were in a frying pan over the stove. In Grimmauld Place they could do all the magic they pleased seeing as the ministry can track magic and, well, magic is frequently used in Grimmauld Place and so if they found Grimmauld Place already they'd have killed everyone there or arrested them.

"Hey Hermione," said a voice.

"Hi Gin! What's up?" asked Hermione.

"Can I talk to you?" asked Ginny.

"Of course! Go ahead," answered Hermione, sitting down.

"Well. Harry and I are together and yeah," whispered Ginny, quickly.

"Oh my god! That's wonderful! Finally!" laughed Hermione.

"Well that's all I had to say," said Ginny, getting up.

"No. Stay, I have something to tell you about Ron."

"Can I see him now?" asked an anxious Harry.

"Not now, sir. He's being tested. You'll have to hold on," answered a Saint Mungo's nurse. Harry sighed and turned to Ginny who had decided to accompany him at the last minute. She looked, concerned, at him.

"Don't worry, Harry. Dumbledore said he was fine so he must be fine," she said, attempting to soothe his nerves.

"He can't be fine if they're testing him! What do they need to test? If he's Sirius Black? If he's pregnant or something? What?" yelled Harry. Ginny looked hurt and looked away from Harry.

"Oh! I'm sorry, Ginny. You know me. I've got the worst temper," said Harry.

"That doesn't give you an excuse. You can control it. I know you can."

"I know," whispered Harry

"Mister Potter? You can see your friend now," said a doctor. Harry got up and walked to the door. He took one look at Sirius and gasped.

"What happened to you?" asked a shocked Harry.

Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall were sitting in the Headmasters office and they were having an interesting conversation.

"Did you know that Sirius was alive?" asked Minerva.

"I hadn't known. I had only thought that–" The door burst open, interrupting Albus in mid-sentence, and Severus Snape walked in.

"Sir. Sorry to interrupt but you have a visitor," Snape announced.

"Send him up," said Dumbledore.

"It's a her and she asked for you to come down," sighed Snape.

"Very well. I'll talk to you in a moment, Minerva."

Lord Voldemort had heard that Sirius black was still alive and he had called Bellatrix Lestrange to visit him.

"Milord," chanted Bellatrix as she bowed.

"My Bella, my dear Bella. Have you heard that the man you were supposed to kill is alive?" snapped the Dark Lord.

"I had not known. I apologize, milord. I shall kill him this time," promised Bellatrix.

"No you will not. I shall get a more reliable servant to do the task," sneered Voldemort.

"No other person is more devoted to you than I!"

"I know, Bella, I know. That makes you all the more unreliable."