Hey guys! Here's chapter three! Enjoy!

Mirror Call

"Sirius, calm down!"

"Calm down? Calm down? Not only do you body bind me and tie me up in the closet, but you also disappear HALF WAY ACROSS THE WORLD." Sirius yelled through the mirror. Hermione was sitting in the room Esme show her to and, after unpacking, got a mirror call from Sirius. Knowing she'd have to face the music she answered to his angry face.

"So it sounds bad," she ignored the look he gave her, "but I knew you wouldn't let us come with the threat of Voldemort."

"Hell right I wouldn't!" he said angrily.

"That's why we had to come the way we did. We haven't seen Cowbells since we visited when we were twelve. Twelve! We miss her, Sirius, and we really wanted to meet her family. Also at a time like this a nice, calming visit is just what we need." She gave him her best puppy dog look and she could see him start to crack. Everyone always did.

"I'm still not happy." He said gruffly.

"I know, and I'm sorry for the way I did it. I shouldn't have body binded you . . . and tied you up . . . and left halfway across the country." She apologized. He looked at her for a long while before slowly smiling.

"Alright, alright, you know I can never stay mad at you." He said and she smiled brightly.

"I know, no one ever can." She said sweetly and he barked a laugh.

"Where are your brothers?" he asked.

"Well, one is with you." Hermione said and he smiled. "And the other three are outside showing the male vamps some magic tricks."

"Only them." He chuckled to himself, shaking his head. He, of course, knew that the members of this family were vampires and suspected that we would tell them that we were magical. He opened his mouth to say something when the sound of a door opening came through the mirror.

"Hey, Padfoot. Who are you talking to?" a male voice drifted through the mirror and Hermione smiled.

"Hermione." He said simply. Not a second later the mirror was snatched from his grasp and a new face popped into the image.

"Hermione!" the boy exclaimed.

"Harry!" Hermione smiled at the excited boy with untamable black hair and bright green eyes.

"Hermione Jean Granger, how dare you leave me to deal with the anger of my godfather and the chaos of the members of this house!" he yelled in fake anger.

"Hey, you're the one who agreed to the plan!"

"You what?!" Sirius voice yelled in the background and Harry's eyes widened.

"Pfft, I did no such thing!" he laughed nervously, looking behind him as he ran from the room. Hermione's laugh echoed through the room as Harry ran through the halls. When he was safely in his room, door locked, he glared at her. "Thanks a lot."

"No problem." She said cheekily. "How are things over there?"

"Chaotic. Mrs. Weasley is all over everyone being a worry hen, Mr. Weasley doesn't know what to do, Remus, Kingsley, Bill, and Charlie are trying to calm the women down, the twins are causing trouble, Ginny won't stop advancing on me, and Sirius was freaking out. The only sane people are Remus, Kingsley, Bill, Charlie, the twins, and I." he said all of this really fast, clearly distressed.

Hermione winced. "I'm sorry. We didn't mean to cause trouble." She said sheepishly and his face softened.

"I know that, Hermione. The trip was needed. Don't worry, we'll handle it." He smiled and Hermione returned it.

"Thanks, Harry, and don't think I didn't notice you left a few people out." She said, raising an eyebrow.

He sighed as he looked at her. "Ron's not happy." He said bluntly.

"And I should care why?" she asked.

"Hermione—" Harry started, but she interrupted him.

"No, Harry. I told you, I am done. Tell me, when has he ever been a friend to me? All he's ever done is put me down and act as if he own me. I'm done, Harry. Done." She said fiercely.

"I know, Hermione. All I was going to say was that he has a very bad temper and very little tact. I just want to warn you because there's no doubt in my mind that he'll try something drastic." He said, looking worried.

"Does he know where I am?" she asked, worried.

"Know, the only people that know are the people you told. But he won't stop until he finds out."

"And if he does, I'll be ready." Hermione said confidently and Harry couldn't help but smile. "Who else?"

"Dumbledore." He said cautiously and Hermione groaned.

"Ugh! That old fool? What does he want?" Hermione asked, annoyed. In simple, she hated Dumbledore. She was one of the only people who saw through his grandfatherly act. To her and her brothers, he was a manipulative old fool who needed to stay out of other people's business.

Harry chuckled at his sister's dramatics. "He's frustrated that he doesn't have tabs on your every move. For the first time in history, Dumbledore doesn't know something." He laughed. Harry had always been Dumbledore's main follower, but after finding out from Kingsley that there was a way to get out of the Triwizard Tournament and Dumbledore knew. Why he made Harry compete was a loss to them, but they planned to find out.

"It'll be good for him." I scoffed and he snorted. "Is that it?"

He suddenly grinned. "Nope!" he dropped the mirror and disappeared from sight. A minute later he was back, but he wasn't alone.

Hermione gasped as tears sprung to her eyes. "Jesse!" she exclaimed and the little boy on the other end grinned, showing one missing tooth. Jesse was eight years old with short blond hair, dark blue eyes, and the cutest dimples when he smiles. He was a happy child that was very energetic and saw Hermione as his mother.

Hermione was nine years old when she found Jesse, only a baby, abandoned in an alley in a dumpster. His cries had echoed through the alley, but were drowned by the noises of the street outside it. Hermione had been going home from her friend's house when she heard his cries and rushed to see what was going on. When she found the baby in the dumpster rage and confusion filled her body. Who would do such a thing to a poor child? A baby? With that thought in mind she pulled him out of the dumpster and brought him home to her parents. They immediately agreed to take him in after hearing her story.

Through the years Hermione has been very protective of Jesse and took care of him like a mother would her child. When he first started talking his first word was 'Mama' directed at Hermione. She had been shocked, scared, but after a while, grew use to it. So for the last seven years he's been her son and she's been his mother. For a sixteen year old, she was doing one heck of a job.

"Hi mama!" he squealed, a big smile gracing his face. He touched his hand to the glass and giggled when she pretended to bite at it.

"How's my big boy?" she asked gently.

"Good! Uncle Moony finished reading my Alice and Wonderland!" he said excitedly, bouncing on Harry's lap. Sirius and Remus had insisted on Jesse calling them by their animal form, but Jesse had decided on the 'uncle' part all on his own, something he was very proud of.

"That's great!" Hermione exclaimed happily at the look on Jesse's face.

"Mama, I miss you." He said, leaning close to the glass. Hermione fought hard to keep her tears in at hearing those words. One thing she loathed was not being with her baby. It was hard enough going to a boarding school, but now she was halfway across the world.

"I miss you too, babe." She said quietly, trying to control her emotions. "You'll see me soon, Jesse. Maybe you can even come visit."

"Yay!" he squealed, flapping his arms in excitement. Hermione smiled at her happy child.

"Hermione!" she heard Bella's voice shout from downstairs. "We have some visitors I want to introduce you to!"

Hermione sighed, looking at Harry and Jesse. "I got to go guys. Stay out of trouble." I smiled.

Harry smirked. "No promises." He said.

Jesse giggled. "Yeah, no promises!" he laughed and Hermione smiled. After saying goodbye, Hermione hung up and wiped her eyes. There were voices coming from outside and Hermione stood. Walking out to the balcony she leaned over the railing to see the Cullens and talking with a group of very buff, handsome boys that reminded her of Jacob. In the group was one girl that stayed towards the back.

"Hi!" She shouted in the usual Hermione way. Every eye snapped up to her and she smiled sweetly. Leaning forward she rested her elbow on the railing and placed her chin on her hand. "I'm Hermione." She said in a purely innocent and sweet way that had her brothers snorting quietly to herself. This was how she had almost everyone she knew wrapped around her devious finger.

Hermione made eye contact with every one of them, showing them her confidence. When she made eye contact with the last boy, unaware to anyone watching her, her breath caught in her throat.

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