In this chapter you learn a little about her past… dun dun dun

*HM pov*

After I had answered all of Mrs. Malfoy's questions about Draco, I left for the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley had always loved when I came over. Ginny had told me to come to dinner tonight even though Ron and I broke up. I apparated to their house and let myself in through the back door. As soon as I walked through the back door Mrs. Weasley hurried over to me and crushed me with her hug,

"Oh Hermione dear, I'm so glad to see you! This has been such a big week for you. I would just like you to know that Ginny told me about what happened. I'm not very happy with Ronald." Mrs. Wealsey finished with a slight frown.

"Jeez mum, if you don't let go of her, you're going to squash Mione like a bug," joked George from across the room. He had just walked into the kitchen and was stealing a bit of the food Mrs. Wealsey was making for dinner.

"GEORGE put that food down!" scolded Mrs. Weasley, but I did notice that she let go of me.

"But mum, I'm hungry! When's dinner going to be ready?"

"Soon, now shoo!" His mum said as she pushed him towards the door.

He smiled at me and then walked out the door. I sat down at the table wondering if Ron was here yet. It would be awkward if he came in. Suddenly the door opened and in came a red head. she rushed towards me.

Ginny gave me a hug, and then sat down next to me, "So Harry likes the safari theme, and look I'm wearing one of my new tops!" she smiled and pointed to one of the shirts we had bought earlier.

"Oh course I like the safari theme Gin, you picked it out." Harry said with a smile as he sat down next to her at the table. Everyone was coming in now. Luckily George sat down next to me. Ron sat on the other side of Harry, pretending I wasn't here.

"It looks very nice Gin. That was my favorite of the ones we picked out today." I said with a small smile.

"Thanks, but why didn't you change out of your shopping clothes? I saw you wore the new robe, but that's what you were wearing earlier." She said with a glint in her eyes. She must think Ron will notice my skirt and nice top.

"I actually didn't have time to change. As soon as I got home I had to make a house call. I didn't get the luxury of taking a nap." I said with a mocking smile.

"Oh shut up you! I was tired. I AM carrying another person in here." She laughed as she pointed to her stomach. "who asked you to make a house call that's kind of old fashioned." She asked looking slightly confused. Then Mrs. Weasley put the food on the table so her attention was moved to the food as she started to put food on her plate.

"Draco Malfoy has been needing special care for a rare illness. Since I'm a pure blood, I guess his father can now acknowledge my abilities."

Everyone at the table was quiet, and most even looked at me. "You helped Malfoy?" Harry asked, looking as if I had grown two heads.

"Of course I did Harry! He needed a healer and that's in my job. He came into St. Mungo's earlier this week." I said giving him a look.

He just nodded his head and got back to eating. The rest of the meal went by normally. George had brought it upon himself to make me have a fun, so I was laughing throughout the entire meal. After dinner we all went into the family room, just like usual.

I sat on the couch with Ginny, while Harry and Ron played wizard chess. I was trying to make everything as normal as possible, so there would be no tension between Ron and myself. I had been thinking about it all day, and we had been friends way too long to let this get in the way.

George walked into the room and sat down next to me on the couch, so I asked him, "So George, where's Alicia tonight? She's always here." Him and Alicia had been dating for the longest time. I almost think that they aren't married because subconsciously George is avoiding it. He can't face marriage without Fred there to be his best man.

"She's going to tell her parents something." He said with a silly smile.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well," He said looking around the room. No one was listening so he leant closer and whispered in my ear, "She going to tell them she's engaged."

I beamed at George. We had become closer after the war, while we were both living here. I had moved into Ginny's room, after she and Harry got married. I couldn't afford a flat while I was in healer training. George had moved back because he wanted to be close to home. The loss of his twin was very hard on him, but we had surprisingly bonded by our losses.

In a way he had helped me cope with my parent's death, and since he had faced his fear. It was time for me to face mine!

"Congratulations George!" I whispered excitedly and then I hugged him. "Why didn't you tell everyone?"

"We're going to tell everyone tomorrow night. Will you come to dinner again tomorrow?! I know it's tough, but for me." He asked me, begging with his eyes.

I smiled, "Sure, but I have to be going though. Bye everyone, see you tomorrow." I said to everyone as I walked into the kitchen, got my robe, went outside, and apparated to my childhood home. I started walking up the path towards the house. It was time to face my past.

I had never actually seen my parents in the house after they were killed. The Order had taken care of everything for me, so the first time I saw them was at the funeral. That didn't stop me from having nightmares about their death. It was because of those nightmares, that I had not come to my home since I was seventeen.

I remember coming home from Hogwarts on Easter break. It was my first break of just apparating home from the statiom. I liked it. It was easier, and safer for my muggle parents to stay at home. I remember walking through the front door, and the aroma of warm chocolate chip cookies had made me hungry.

That spring break had been some of the last memories I had with my parents, and it had been a fun vacation. I remember hugging them goodbye, and then adding more protective spells when they weren't watching. I guess, in the end, the spells didn't help. They had died, and it was my fault.

I got to the front door and I was already crying. I went inside and I wished with my entire soul, that my mum would be in the kitchen cooking. I would walk in and grab a cookie, and she would asked angrily where I had been all these years, but at the same time come towards me to hug me.

No such luck. I knew it wouldn't happen, but it still hurt to see the empty kitchen, and no sign of life.

I walked around the house, and wandered upstairs. I found myself in their old bed room. I walked into their bathroom, and then opened the door of their walk in closet. Since it had been closed all this time it still smelled slightly of my mum's perfume.

I backed out of the closet quickly and went back into the bed room. I saw my dad's favorite book on his bed side table. He had always supported my love for reading. Buying me any book I wanted, just because I was his 'princess.'

Now my tears were falling more consistently, and everything was blurry. I sat down on their bed to try and collect myself. I remembered all of the times I had come in here during thunderstorms. As a small child, I had always been afraid of thunderstorms and I don't know why.

Suddenly I stood up. I shouldn't stay here. I couldn't. I need to get out of here! But where?

I apparated away with a pop, and knocked on a very familiar door. Within minutes the door opened, and there was Grandma. She got a worried look on her face when she saw me, but gathered me in for a hug. She guided me in towards he sofa and hurried away to get some tea.

I was still crying when she returned with the tea, but it was more controlled. I had always been close to my Grandma Granger, because she was my only family member besides my parents that knew I was a witch. Also when I was younger, I had come and spent the night here and I had always had fun.

"Now Mione dear, take some calming tea and tell me what's wrong." She said quietly as she sat down on a chair close to mine. She had also been the first to call me 'Mione.'

"Well Grandma, I've just had a very busy week. Then I decided to go to the house, and it was tough."

She gave me a knowing smile, "That's very brave of you sweetie. I'm proud of you for going back, but what's made it such a busy week?"

"Grandma, I know that I was adopted!" I paused, and she didn't look at all surprised, weird. "Why didn't my parents ever tell me?"

"You see Hermione, I think they were afraid you wouldn't love them the same. They were going to tell you after you graduated, but then they died. It also wasn't my place to tell you. Then after they had passed away, I didn't want to bring up bad memories." She finished looking sad.

I sat in shock for a few seconds, "Did they get me at a muggle orphanage?" I asked quietly.

She smiled sadly, "I was hoping you would ask that." I gave her a confused look so she continued.

"About 25 years ago a young, handsome couple moved in next door. Like any neighbor would do, I went over with some cookies and introduced myself. I could tell from the beginning something was different about them, but the woman was so nice I let it slide. The husband was kind, and very protective of his wife, but always seemed to be a little awkward around me. The women was always was so glad to see me, and she always said how much I reminded her of her late mum. I went over there once a week for tea."

I smiled, knowing these people were my parents. I felt a little connected to them, since they had known my grandma. I was also surprised they were kind to muggles even if my 'dad' was a little awkward around them.

"Some time after that, Chrissy found out she was pregnant. She always invited me along with her for shopping to get the baby things. Always asking me where the best places to buy things were. She never knew where anything was. I understand that now that I know she was a witch. Just like you Hermione. So eventually they had a baby girl, and her name was Hermione. Every week at our tea meetings I would hold her, and revel at how cute she was. It made me sad that my only son couldn't have kids with his wife."

"Mum and dad couldn't have kids?" I interrupted.

"No," She said sadly, and when I didn't say anything she continued her story. "So one night, a little after your first birthday, Chrissy came to my front door, asking me to babysit. She seemed a little on edge, but of course I accepted. She gave me you after she kissed you goodbye, thanked me, and left in a hurry. That was the last time I saw her." She paused, wiping her tears.

"I had started to see her as the daughter I never had. When she wasn't back after two days I really started to worry. I put you down for your nap and then walked next door. Surprisingly the front door was open, so I went inside. On the kitchen table was a letter, and a bag of money. I actually have the letter in my room. Let me go get it." She got up and walked upstairs.

I sat in my chair in shock. I knew my parents had died, but this was hard to deal with. Soon my grandma came back down stairs, and handed me the letter.

Dear Aurora,

It saddens me beyond comprehension to write this letter, but I'm afraid it must be written. I'm going to make this letter short and to the point, since I don't have much time to write it. Stephen and I have been hiding from our families, because they don't want us to be together. They have been feuding since before we were born, and they do not approve of us. The only person that kind of understands our love is his mum, but she cannot do anything because his father hates him for marrying the enemy.

I hope you will not be angry with Stephen and I for leaving Mione with you. You are the only person I can trust with my baby girl, and I hope with all my heart that I am writing this letter for no reason, and can come back home and throw this letter away after I pick up my daughter. If by chance that we do not return it would please me greatly if you would let your son adopt our daughter. I remember how you said they have been trying and recently found out they are not able. I want my daughter to be happy and have a normal life. My only request is that you keep her first name Hermione. There is also a little money I am leaving for you to take care of her. Please keep her safe. Tell her when she's older how much we love her.

Love, Stephen&Chrissy Montresor

I stared at my mum's handwriting. It looked exactly like mine. I looked up at my Grandma with tears in my eyes.

"I know it's hard sweetie, but they really did love you." She said sadly.

I just nodded and went to hug her, "Night Grandma. I'm going to sleep."

She hugged me back and then stood up and took the tea cups into the kitchen, "Night Mione."

I went upstairs with tons of things jumbled in my head. My mum called me Mione? What did they look like? Do I look like them? Why do I feel so sad? How did they meet? How did they die? What would my life have been like if they didn't die?

I read their letter another time, and then fell asleep in my room at my Grandma's.

...

The next morning I woke up to the sunlight glaring in at me. I opened my eyes, and looked around. For a second I didn't know where I was, but then I remembered. Grandma's house. I yawned and laid back dow I love the relaxed feeling I always get when I'm here.

Suddenly I sat up. 9:27. CRAP! I got up quickly and ran down stairs. Grandma had breakfast on the table and was sitting down to eat.

"Eat some food deary." She said without looking up.

I sat down and started to eat quickly. She looked at me questioningly. "I'm super late for work."

She just smiled, "Sorry I didn't wake you but you had a big night last night."

"It's okay." I reassured her, "I should have set an alarm."

"If you're not too busy, would you come back after work for some tea. I'm having a friend over and I would like you to meet her."

"Sure, I can come around 5:15." I said with a smile. I stood up and went to my room to get my robes and the letter. I walked back down stairs, said goodbye, and apparated to my apartment. I pulled my hair back quickly, put on my purple scrubs, and hurried to work.

I arrived and hurried to all of my patients. No one seemed to even notice I was late. The work day went by quickly, because I was busy playing catch-up. Soon it was then end of the work day, so I hurried home to get ready for tea.

I showered, and then magically curled my hair. I put on my new black dress pants and a nice white shirt. I wore some white high heels and was ready to go when I realized what I had forgotten. I was going to go from grandma's to the Weasley's for dinner, but I forgot I have to go check on Draco. I got out a quill, some ink, and a piece of parchment, and wrote a letter.

Mrs. Malfoy,

I'm sorry to inform you on such late notice, but something suddenly came up. I won't be able to check on Draco until 7 o'clock. Sorry I cannot make it sooner. –Healer Hermione

I sent it by owl, grabbed my medical bag, and apparated to my grandma's. I knocked on the door, and she answered it quickly. I walked in and set my bag down.

"Hi Grandma!" I said with a smile and gave her a hug.

She hugged me back, "Hello Dear, long time no see. I like what you did with your hair today."

I laughed, "It seems like it's been forever, and thanks. I tried something new today." I trailed off as I turned towards the front room where we usually had tea. The little antique tea table was by the window in the front room, so you could see it from the door. Sitting at the table was an older women, about my grandma's age.

"Hello, my name is Hermione." I said in my polite voice as I walked towards her. "It's very nice to meet you." I said putting put my hand to shake hers.

As I got closer I started to analyze what she looked like. Her brown hair, and brown eyes were almost identical to mine …oh!

Kinda Cliffy! So, What do you think?! review!

- Grace