Hermione's POV

I don't know how long I stayed up talking to the boys about finding out that Professor Snape was my father. I had managed to get a few healing potions in my father before I gave him a dreamless sleep potion. I knew that it had been wrong to hide who my father was but Dumbledore had said that many people would use me against my father; I was already a number one target being Harry's best friend. My father agreed that the public even my friends couldn't know who my real father was. I hated the lies that were told to keep the secret, I cried myself to sleep many nights because I hated the secret I had to keep from my best friends.

Harry hates to be lied to and saw my secret as a betrayal; I knew he would take it the worst. Draco sat there listened to everything I had to say, he knows what it's like to go against family in the middle of a war.

I apologized to them over and over again trying to make them see that it wasn't my choice to keep the secret. Around three in the morning Harry got up and stormed out of the quarters. When the door slammed behind him the tears I had been holding in spilled over and I ran to the bathroom refusing to let Draco see that I was upset. I know he knew regardless but a girl has to try to hold on to some sort of dignity. A few minutes later I heard Draco outside the bathroom door say that he was sorry and that he was going to go find Harry.

After I heard the soft click of the door I washed my face and went to check on my father. He was still asleep from the potions I had given him but I wanted to make sure he was still there and okay. Looking over his sleeping form the tears began to fall, I couldn't believe that after everything I had been through in the last 6 years with Harry, Draco and Ron it could all be gone in such a short amount of time over a small thing like who her biological father is.

I don't remember falling asleep, but the next thing I remember is someone wiping the hair from my face. Blinking the sleep from my eyes I looked up to see my father looking back at me quizzically. I didn't bother to ask him if he was okay or not I launched myself into his arms and cried like a baby. I was happy he was alive and awake, I was sad for the friendship that I may have lost in Harry and Draco. Most of all I just needed my Daddy to tell me that it would be alright.

He did, he rocked me and held me close telling me that he was fine that there was no need for me to be so upset. "Come on princess I am fine now as you can see. That was nothing compared to the things I had been through before. I am sorry you had to find me in such a state and take care of me." At his admission that he had been through worse I cried harder.

"Are you okay princess, did you get hurt? Here let me see." He pulled back to get a good look at me once he was satisfied that I was indeed okay he looked back at my face and asked, "All those tears can't be for me, what happened? Hermione sweetheart answer me."

I tried to shake my head and tell him that I was just worried about him but knew that he would see right through that. "So much has happened dad, Ron saved my life by pushing me toward the ground he was killed by the killing curse that was meant for me. I killed the Bellatrix's husband with a reducto, after he killed Ron. Bella and I fought, I finally managed to kill her but she got in a cutting curse on my right arm before she was hit. Harry defeated the dark lord, and healed my wound. I looked all over for you when I found you lying on the floor half dead; I have never been so scared in all my life. I thought you were dead." I found myself wrapped back in a tight embrace.

"While I was trying to lift you to the couch I was begging you not to die and leave me when Harry and Draco walked in. I had to tell them that you were my father and as you can imagine Harry didn't take it too well. After a few hours he stormed out, Draco soon followed to make sure Harry didn't do something stupid." Then the tears spilled over once more.

Sighing I heard my father reply, "Idiot boy, sometimes he is too much like his father for his own good. I'm sorry that you had to be the one to tell them and like that. I will have a word with them and make sure that they understand the danger that you were in if anyone had ever found out about you being my daughter."

"Don't worry about it dad, Harry has been through a lot these last few days I will give him some time to think about everything. Right now he is probably hurting over Ron's death; I should probably go pay my respects to the Weasley's."

"Alright but if Potter or even Draco make you cry I get to play the protective father and scare them to death. It is my right after all to protect my daughter when boys make her cry."

I couldn't help but laugh. Here my father the scariest man in Hogwarts was making sure no boys hurt his little girl. True he didn't get to play the protective father while I was in school but he did seem to have a way of getting my tormentors in detention over some trumped up charge, even his own house.

"You laugh now daughter, but I am dead serious no body and I mean nobody hurts you and gets away with it. Not as long as I am around to do something about it." With that he paced a kiss on my forehead, told me he was relieved I was safe, and swept out of the common area into his bedroom.

I couldn't help the chuckle that had left my lips as I thought of him scaring the life out of the boys. After a few charms to freshen myself up I made my way up to the great hall to see if I could find the Weasley's. Looking around the great hall I noticed that all the tables were put back in place and many people were trying to eat a few bites of breakfast. The Weasley's were all occupying a table towards the staff table. I noticed that Harry was sitting there with Draco on his right and Ginny on his Left. She was crying on his shoulder and he was whispering something in her ear that seemed to calm her a little.

As I approached the group I felt and saw their eyes all turn toward me. I don't know what I expected but was relieved when Molly stood up and embraced me as she cried into my shoulder. "Oh Hermione I am so glad that you are alright. I had been so worried about all of you young kids."

I returned the hug with as much strength as I could muster. "Mrs. Weasley I am so sorry about Ron, if I had been paying better attention he would still be here right now." The tears were getting harder and harder to keep back.

"None of that now dear, Ron died just how he lived. He was protecting his friends and he wouldn't have had it any other way." Molly said as she tried to form a weak smile. I knew it was killing her that her baby boy was gone.

"My Ronald is and will always be a hero. He died for a good cause now it is up to us to make sure that sacrifice isn't wasted." With that she kissed my head and went back to her family. I managed a weak smile to the rest of the Weasley family before I turned to leave.

I looked at Draco and he met my eyes for a moment before Harry stormed out of the great hall. I looked over at Draco and decided to follow my two remaining friends.

"Mione you might want to give him a little time. He understands why you didn't tell him it's just hard to comprehend at the moment." Draco said as he walked beside me.

"Drake, I could really care less what he wants. I just lost one friend, I'll be damned if I let one walk away from me because he can't get it through his thick skull that I had to keep a secret for mine and other peoples safety." I made my way down to Harry who was sitting by the black lake.

"You can save it Mione, I don't want to hear your excuses on why you lied to me for 6 years. I thought you were my friend but I guess I was wrong. You should have told me regardless, you know that we would have kept your secret. No, Hermione couldn't be bothered to tell her best friends could she. Well guess what I really have nothing else to say to you, except leave me alone."

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I turned and ran back toward the castle. I heard Draco calling my name asking me to come back, I also heard him yell at Harry. If anyone could get through to Harry it would be Draco. At the moment all I can think about is getting my things and getting away from this place as fast as possible.