A/N I DO NOW OWN ANYTHING! Thank you to my beta TwilightElena !

During lunch the trio was on their way to the Great Hall when Hedwig flew over to them. "Hey girl." Harry greeted. Hedwig hooted and stuck its foot out to show a rolled up piece of paper. "What's that?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know." Harry untied the letter and read it out loud to his friends.

Ello Evereeone,

Me was wonder'n if you'd like to come join me for lunch tis afternoon. Me want to catch up and here about your summer. Me hope Hedwig gets to you in time.

Hagrid

"Should we go?" Hermione asked.

"Of course. It's better than dealing with Malfoy for another meal." Ron answered.

"Well yeah but…"

"But what?"

Hermione sighed. "He doesn't know." She whispered.

"So tell him. Hagrid is our friend, he would never judge you."

"Or I'll tell him, but only with your permission." Harry said.

"Why does he have to know?"

"Hermione Hagrid is our friend. He isn't going to tell anyone."

"What if he's mad at me for not defending myself and my parents?"

"Hermione he won't. This is Hagrid we are talking about. This is the same man who got a smile out of you the first time Malfoy called you a mudblood. I had no idea what was going on, all I knew was that Ron was throwing up slugs and you were really upset."

Hermione smiled as he remembered that day. She nodded her head. "You're right. Let's go."

They three friends walked over to Hagrid's. They knocked on the door only to be greeted by their big giant friend.

"Ello, I was hoping you'd get me letter. Come in."

They all walked inside and took a seat.

"So, how was your all summers?"

"Fine." Hermione answered quickly.

The guys looked at her than back to Hagrid.

"Normal." Harry answered.

"Yeah me too. Nothing different happen." Ron muttered.

"What about you Hermione, did you do anything interesting with your parents?"

"Just the normal muggle stuff. Going to the movie, to the beach, the park, the pool, that kind of thing."

"Sounds fun, they're dentists correct?"

"Yes …were anyway."

"Were? What are they now?"

"Dead…" Hermione muttered

"What?"

"My parents are dead. Bellatrix attacked us and killed them."

"Hermione was forced to watch as Bellatrix tortured and killed them." Harry explained.

"Hermione I'm so sorree"

"She tortured me too."

"Hermione I'm so sorree …I don't know what to say."

Hermione nodded and lifted her arm and showed him her scar. Hagrid gasped.

"My parents have ones just like it on their arms too. Bellatrix she…she just laughed. She had no guilt or pity. She was so proud of herself."

"How did you get awaee?"

"Dumbledore saved me and brought me here. Then he went and got Harry for me."

"I came and I've been with her ever since."

"Hermione that's terrible. I'm so sorree. Is there anything I can do?"

"Not unless you can bring back the dead. I've been looking but I can't find anything."

"I'm sorree Hermione but there is no such spell."

"I know, but a girl can dream can't she?"

"I wish I could do something."

"You're my friend. That's enough."

"Well I can always offer a hug?"

"I'd like that."

Hermione got up and gave Hagrid a big hug. He squeezed her too him. She giggled, it was like hugging a giant teddy bear.

"Hagrid…can't…breathe!"

The boys laughed at her. Hermione fought back the giggle.

"Hagrid!"

Hagrid laughed and set her down. "better?"

"Yes, I do feel a little better thank you."

"Anytime."

The four of them continued to eat and laugh and soon it was time for the kids to head back to their classes.

Later on that evening Harry and Hermione were laying cuddled together in bed, but neither of them were sleeping.

"Hey, Harry?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think Hagrid was right?"

"Well, Hagrid is normally always right, but what do you mean?"

"When he said that there wasn't a spell that I couldn't do?"

"Well…I mean you are still learning but every spell you try you always get right away."

"I know but do you think there are some spells I don't know about or that I can't do?"

"Hermione what part of 'You're the brightest witch of your age' do you not understand?"

"I may be smart but there are things I don't know."

"Hermione are you asking me to doubt you and say you're a horrible witch?"

"Yes…"

"Why?"

"It will make me feel better…"

"Baby you…." Harry trialed off as he got an idea. He could make Hermione laugh and tell her what she wants to hear but at the same time make her confess that she was a strong powerful witch. "Actually there is a spell that I know, that I don't think you know."

Hermione turned to look at him. "Which one?"

"Are you sure you want to learn it?"

"Of course. Harry Please!"

"It's called Rictusempra. Ever heard of it?"

"I think so…What does it do?"

Harry pulled away from her and stood up. He pointed his wand at her stomach and smirked. "I don't know you tell me…Rictusempra!"

Hermione was overcome with giggles when she felt a tickling on her stomach.

"Harry no!" she giggled as she started to squirm around on the bed.

"Did you know about this spell?"

Hermione nodded too overcome with giggles to respond.

"So then Hagrid was right. There is no spell out there that you can't do."

"Harry stop it!"

"Say you are the brightest witch of your age."

"N-no!"

"Fine then I guess I won't stop. Just remember this is taking nothing out of me. I just have to stand here and hold this wand….this could go on forever."

"Ok! Ok! Stop it please!"

Harry stopped his trick and Hermione calmed down. "I'm the brightest witch of my age. Although I think there is something you need to learn Harry."

"What's that?"

"Never mess with a girl who knows more than you…Rictusempra!"

Harry fell to the floor laughing. "Che-che-cheater!"

Hermione just smirked. "Never mess with a mudblood Harry. Never mess with a mudblood."

Suddenly she realized what she had just said and stopped the spell. Why had she just said that? She was a mudblood. Mudblood weren't strong; they couldn't stand up to other wizards and witches. They were wimps. As much as she believed this, another part of liked the feeling of feeling strong and powerful again. She liked feeling like her old self. Maybe Harry was right, maybe she could heal from this and go back to who she used to be.

"Hermione? Are you all right you got really quiet?"

"Harry?"

"Baby what is it?"

"I felt so amazing for a second. When I had turned the spell on you and got you back for using it on me I felt…I felt so powerful and strong again. I forgot what it felt like."

"What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing but I just…I suddenly have this need to kill Bellatrix just so she knows I'm not weak."

Harry chuckled. "Funny I've wanted the same thing since last year."

"How can I teach her to never mess with a mudblood?"

"By getting past this. By healing from what she put you through and move on…"

"But Harry I can't. She is out there free to do whatever she wants and my parents are dead! It's not fair!"

"Trust me Baby I know. I know. But I promise you this; she will get caught and will get sent back to jail."

"Yeah but then how can I show her off? How can I prove to her that I'm not weak?"

"Well…there might a trial then you can confront her and show her off all you want."

"A trial?"

"Yeah, but don't worry about that now. It's late we should get to bed. We do have to wake up early."

"Thanks for helping me Harry."

"Anytime Baby. I love you."

"I love you too."

They shared a kiss and cuddled back into bed falling asleep in each other's arms. Hermione was really starting to feel like her old self again but would it last? Could she really stand up to Bellatrix or would her fear take over?

A/N next chapter Malfoy finds out Hermione's big secret. When he tells everyone will Hermione stand strong or run out? Thank you to my beta TwilightElena. For updates and sneak peeks on my future work fan me here: .com/pages/Hopelessromanticgurl/122036234528562