The rest of the Weasley started showing up around 6 o'clock, just before dinner. Mr. Weasley and Percy came first, followed by Fred and George who were accompanied by Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell, their girlfriends. Later on Bill and his fiancée, Fleur, emerged out of the fireplace, while Charlie apprated to the porch, without his wife, a smart move, as Ron and Bill said. Dinner was a happy affair, the twins showed their newest inventions and Charlie gave clues about his wife identity. Each clue he told Hermione was surer of her guess, Arden really did marry her schooldays love, and she was happy for her.

"Hermione, how your holiday with your parents was?" asked Mr. Weasley, waiting to hear new things about the muggle society.

"It was fun… We visited London and the surrounding areas. Stayed a bit with my grandparents;" answered Hermione, pounding over her uneventful summer holiday, knowing it's all about to change now that she arrived to the Burrow, she could practically see all the troubles she's going to get into, just hanging out with Ron and Harry.

"It's very nice that you are still going to trips with your parents, even at that age, when they can no longer decide things for you…" commented Mrs. Weasley. Hermione smiled at the older woman, thinking about her real parents, the ones she haven't seen for over 10 years, her sisters, brothers, friends. The only hope in the mess was the fact she was best friends with Ron and Ginny again, she couldn't even think how it all would look without them… They were the hope she needed to go on without her family, the family she was so close to.

"Hermione? Are you OK? You wandered off for a minute there…" said Ron.

"I'm fine, I was just thinking…" said Hermione, brushing him off.

"Ok, if you say so…" said Ron and returned to his food.

Dinner went on, the Weasleys and their guests enjoyed a pleasant conversation and delicious meal. They left one by one and thanked Mrs. Weasley for the wonderful food she made for them. Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley were the only one left. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley left for bed and Harry and Ginny followed their example.

"Are you sure you're alright? I would hate if you suffer and I can't help you because I don't know what's wrong…" said Ron when he was sure the two of them were really alone with no one eavesdropping. Hermione looked at him for few seconds, as if she was thinking about telling him what was really wrong with her, even though she knew her parents told her not to, so many years ago. Finally, she opened her mouth to speak.

"I'm not so sure I should tell you." She confessed.

"Why not?" Ron asked in a gentle voice.

"I promised my parents I wouldn't, very long time ago…"

"No offense, Hermione, but your parents are muggles, what can be so bad to get you in such a state of depression, no less, a thing in the muggle world…"

"That's exactly the problem…"

"What is?"

"I don't know if I should tell you!" Hermione raised her hands in an act of frustration.

"You can tell me anything and everything and I will never tell your secrets." Said Ron sincerely.

"As long as you swear to do so."

"I swear."

"I'm adopted…"

"What's the big secret about that then?"

"Will you let me finish?"

"Yeah, go on…"

"I was adopted by the Grangers not long after my 7th birthday. Do you know what happened on my 7th birthday?" Asked Hermione.

"You showed your first sign of magic and scared the hell out of your real parents?!" asked Ron, not understanding what happened that was so important for her parents to leave her.

"This something that happened has a lot to do with you too. I know you heard of it."

"Your 7th birthday was on the date September 19th, 1987?" asked Ron.

"No. September 19th, 1986."

"Sep… 19th…1986?"

"Yes."

"That's the date the Ravenclaw family…. Was wiped out from the face of Earth!"

"It is the very date…"

"The bodies were never found…" said Ron to himself, stating to realize what Hermione was saying.

"No. They weren't. Quite convenient, don't you think?"

"It's impossible!"

"You never thought so in the past…"

"But… They said…"

"They? They say a lot of things… They also say the things I did are impossible, and yet, I did it all."

"September 19th… you have to be one of the twins… Claire won't go to me, she would go to Draco, so that's leaves, well, you…"

"Yeah, because it wasn't as clear before you analyzed it…"

"Sarcastic as always… Yep. You are the right twin!"

"Ronald!"

"You know I hate to be called that, Skyler." Said Ron.

"That is the reason way I said it, you idiot!" said Skyler.

"Well, I can guess your problem now, you miss your parents…"

"I do. I haven't seen them for over 10 years. And I miss my siblings too. I haven't seen any of them for just as long, my twin sister, my other half have been missing in my life for that long." Skyler said, small droplets of salty tears trailed down her cheeks. Ron hugged her close and wiped the tears away with his thumb.

"I love you." She suddenly murmured into his shirt, Ron smiled and kissed the top of her head.

"I love you too." He told her. They sat like this for some time, happy with the place they had in each other hearts.

"We better go to bed; mom will wonder why we are so tired tomorrow." Said Ron.

"Yeah, you are right… Good night." Said Skyler while making her way up the stairs.

"Night." Said Ron.

"Wait, it's about Charlie's wife…"

"What about her?"

"I know who is she…"

"Well…"

"Arden. My elder sister."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. He gave clues all night and it made me sure about my guess."

"Oh."

"Yes…"

"Night."

"Yeah, night." The both of them said good night in front of Ginny's door, and went to sleep, dreaming only about each other, and pleasantly so.