I'm back again! I'm glad so many people like my fanfic so far. I've worked hard on it. Anywho, I'd like to thank all of my reviews so far. They are the reason I'm still writing this.

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Hermione awoke the next morning, her body better than the day before. Slowly sitting up, she noticed Snape sleeping in a chair by her. Two thoughts crossed her mind. Why he in here and he looks so calm.. Pushing those thoughts out of her head, she stretched her arms. She stood up, holding onto the couch so she didn't fall down.

She could tell that her body was better. She stood there for a minute, thinking on what to do. She could lay back down, act like she was still sick or go make breakfast and act like everything was okay.

Hermione knew that both options sucked, but she wasn't ready to tell everyone what happened. She wasn't ready for their worries, their remarks and more importantly the pity that they would show her. Nor the anger if any was there.

She then decided, she made her way to the bathroom and went inside. Once in, she closed and locked the door. She flipped on the light and stared at herself in the mirror. She was a mess.

Her hair was wilder than ever, pointing out every which way. Her make up, what little she wore, was smeared. Her clothes were an old nightgown that somehow ended up on her body and a pair of old shorts. Hermione sighed softly before getting to work. She grabbed a nearby wash cloth and washed her face, ridding herself on make up.

She then realized her bags were still in the living room. "Damnit.." She silently made her way to the living room and snuck passed Snape, grabbing her two bags before retreating to the bathroom. She set them down, closing and locking the door back.

Hermione put one on the counter, and opened it. Inside was a bunch of clothes, obviously someone had gone through them. She hoped it was none of the guys. She then dug through before pulling out a pair of light blue jeans and a short sleeved black shirt. The shirt was one of her favorites, it had been a gift from Ginny.

She closed the bag back, putting her clothes to the side. She switched the bags and opened it up. She dug around for a few minutes before pulling out a clean bra and underwear. Opening up a small pouch, she pulled out a silver charm bracelet. Hermione held it up to the light and admired it. Each charm represented an event she had overcome.

There was a charm of a schoolhouse, went stood for her muggle school she went through and the differences she had from the other kids. There was a teardrop, meaning her loneliness from her first year of Hogwarts. There was a lightening bolt, which of course meant Harry and a broomstick for Ron. There was a snake for the Basilisk she had encountered. A mermaid from the triwizard tournament. Finally, there was a book for all the knowledge she knew and what it had done for her.

A sad smile crossed her face as she realized she needed a snake now. Well that or a skull. She slipped the bracelet on before changing her clothes. Putting the dirty ones in the garbage. She doubted that she would wear them again.

She took out a hairpiece and a brush. She attacked her hair with the brush, getting it down as best she could. Afterwards, she pulled it back and put it into a messy ponytail. She closed the bag and put it on the floor. Hermione looked back at herself, and looked herself in the eye.

"Now, I am going to go back out there and fix breakfast. I am going to smile and when the others ask what is up with me. I am going to kindly tell them I will share when I am ready to." Inside she knew that she wasn't going to ready anytime soon. She then left the room, quietly setting the bags back in the living room.

Hermione put a smile on her face before heading into the kitchen. She went to work. Getting out eggs, bread and other foods, she began to cook the food. She didn't know how many people were there, but she had to repay them for getting her body to health.

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Upstairs, Remus was asleep in the guestroom. He couldn't take Sirius' or anyone else's. He rolled over on the queen-sized bed, alone. He could smell something good, even though he was sleeping. Whatever it was, it woke him up rather quickly.

Remus sat up and sniffed the air, it smelled like pancakes, eggs and something else. His stomach rumbled in hunger. Apparently, his stomach agreed. He then blinked remembering that it was only him, Snape and the injured Hermione. He crossed himself off the list of the chief since he was obviously up here, and he crossed Snape off since well, he wouldn't cook.

Remus made a face as he remembered his first and last argument with the potions master. He had been trying to get Snape to make dinner once night. It hadn't turned out well to put things short. The day afterwards, he was fixing a hole in the wall that had happened during the argument turned sour.

Another whiff of the yummy smell, got Remus up and dressed before he headed down stairs to the source.

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Meanwhile, Snape had also smelt it and his eyes darted to the empty couch. He immeditaly Instead of panicking, he got up and went straight to the kitchen with his robes flowing as usual. Once in the kitchen, his eyes widened at what he say.

Hermione Granger, was smiling brightly and cooking food for a army. She looked better now that she was out of those old clothes. She must have noticed him right away since she was putting food on a plate. "Morning Professor!" She said to him enthusiastically.

"Miss. Granger, what do you think you of all people are doing?" He said cooling while side he was worried. After all, yesterday she was a wreck and now she was acting like nothing had happened.

"Fixing breakfast, Professor." Annoyance flashed on her She put a plate down on the counter near him. "Enjoy."

Snape looked down at his plate, which was full of eggs, pancakes, sausages, toast and something else he had no idea what it was. Then he looked up at her. "I suggest you drop what you are doing, and return to the couch. I highly doubt the wolf would be pleased and I would prefer not to have him yelling first thing in the morning." He commented.

He could tell that she was ignoring him, but before he could say anything else Remus ran into the room. The wolf had on his usual out fit, but of course was wearing a look of shock on his face. "Hermione?"

As she did with him, Hermione looked at Remus before plating him some food. She handed it to him with a quick "Morning." Snape looked at him, and he looked back.

Seems that both were thinking the same exact thing. "Hermione.." Remus said hesitantly, "You should be resting, not making a feast for a hundred people."

She just looked at him and smiled, "I'm fine Remus. Really, I am. All I needed was a good night's sleep." She began to whistle before going back to cooking.

Snape twitched, this was getting ridiculous. Something was obviously wrong, but acting like nothing happened? It was insane, even for Hermione. Snape watched her for a few more minutes, becoming more and more aggravated as Remus tried to reason with her. It was when she finally said, "Everything is fine. Just please go away. I need to finish this." That he snapped.

"Miss. Granger! I've had enough of this!" He yelled as he made his way towards her, watching her face turn from a smile to a look of somewhat fear. "You were injured, mentally hurt and now you act like nothing happened? What the hell is wrong with you woman?" With that, she flinched and took a step back from where she was. "Either tell us as to why I founded you infront of this house barely breathing and injured or go back and lie down. This act of yours is disgusting!"

As the words flowed out of his mouth, he saw something snap in her eyes. As if he broke the limits of her. Anger quickly filled her eyes as she raised her hand and quickly as she had done so she brought it down with a rather large… SMACK! "How dare you! Get away from me." She pushed herself away from him and stormed away. She stopped at the door and turned around, a fresh set of tears rolling down her cheeks. "You want to know what happened your slimy git? I just found out my parents where the scum of the earth and were everything I stood against!" She them stormed into the living room and grabbed her bags before running upstairs and into her room. They could her hear slam the door.

Snape stood still for a moment, holding his sore cheek. He had never been slapped before. Yes tortured, yes beaten, yes cursed, but for some reason this hurt more than the others. Maybe it was because of his feeling towards the girl. Maybe..

He sighed softly and went to the stove, and turning it off. He looked up at Remus who was shaking his head. "What?" Snape asked snidely.

All Remus could do was look at him and leave the room. It seemed that he didn't like the actions that played out before him. But at the moment, the professor didn't care. He walked back to the living room and slumped down in his chair.

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Upstairs Hermione couldn't stop crying. She had never seen so much anger in his eyes. She was curled up on the bed, her bags thrown in the floor. As soon as the door closed she had tossed them and jumped on the bed. So many emotions were flowing threw her. After all, she told them what happened. Well, in so few a words.

She buried her face in her pillow and continued to cry for a few minutes before she got up and locked the door. Afterwards she propped the wooden chair in the room against the door. That way even if they got through the lock with a spell, they still couldn't get in.

She dragged her feet back the bed and laid down. She pulled out a notebook and pen out from under the pillow she had just been crying on. Hermione ripped out a random page and began to write what had happened and what her parents were. Once she was done, she folded the paper up and slid it under the door.

This way they knew, and she didn't have to say a word. She didn't have to be under their intense glares or their looks of pity. This way they didn't hug her and go "I'm so sorry." This way it was so simple.

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Well? How was it? Soon the others will arrive and things will get interesting. I'm not sure yet if I'm going to have them go to their last year. Most likely they will. And each chapter after this I'll be giving hints on who the spy is. Hehe. Please Read and Review!!