A/N: Thank you to my BETA DarklyDreaming and to Jessirose85 for the idea!

Chatper 2:

It had been a month since her visit to the Ministry and she still hadn't heard anything. She didn't try to show it, but she was panicking. She didn't know why but it drove her crazy not knowing. To pass the time, she aided at her parent's dentistry and basically playing secretary for them. When she had free time she wrote Ron and Harry telling them about her job while they ranted about quidditch team standings and MVP's. They also told her how Molly had become over protective of them since Voldemort's return. She had decided early on that she wasn't going to talk about her search for her family until she had answers to be safe. She would rather their discussions stay like those they would have at school. She kept up on them about doing pre-school reading, staying out of trouble and things like that.

In mid July, Hermione got a letter from Professor Dumbledore requesting that she come to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix as soon as possible. He explained that the letter was also a portkey and when she was ready she should speak the words 'Black Protection' and she would appear in headquarters. She told her parents what was asked of her and they didn't argue. They simply left it at what it was and helped their daughter get her things together. When she was all packed up, she held the letter in her left hand, her wand in the other, and spoke the designated words. After her world was once again standing still, she took note that her world now looked less lived in and was quite dusty. Suddenly, two arms grabbed her from behind and picked her up. She squealed in surprise and when her feet touched the ground, she wheeled around and saw her friend of four years, Ron Weasley.

"Ron!" she exclaimed hugging him tightly. "I am so glad to see you!"

Ron gasped for air, "Hermione, I can't breathe." She released him and smiled shyly. "And I am ready to answer your question"

"Where are we?"

"Headquarters."

"Doesn't look like it; it actually looks like no one has lived here in years."

"No one has lived here since my mother passed and my brother went missing," said a voice from the doorway.

"Sirius! How are you, and what do you mean since?"

"Hello Hermione, I am fine, welcome to my house. It is the least I could do for the Order since I am in hiding thanks to you."

"I am pretty sure that I am as glad as Harry when you say that you are hiding and not dead, Sirius," she said with a big grin.

"Is the smartest witch of her age becoming a Divination Master?" Ron asked sarcastically.

Hermione slapped Ron's arm playfully and the three laughed. The joke ended as soon as Professor Dumbledore entered, followed by Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Weasley.

"Oh Hermione dear, I am so glad that you are alright," Molly said running to her son's best friend. She swept her into a large hug, and when she was released from her death grip Hermione turned to Ron and said, "Yes, now your letters become oh so clear to me." The two teens laughed and received a death glare from Molly. Before she could say more, Dumbledore stepped in.

"Miss Granger, we are so glad that you were able to make it."

"Thank you Headmaster, but why am I here? I'm not a part of the Order of the Phoenix."

"You are here because of your connection to Mr. Potter; it isn't really safe for you to be unprotected in the Muggle world while we know nothing of his plans." Professor McGonagall explained.

Hermione nodded and asked, "So when is Harry arriving?"

"Close to his Birthday I suppose, since that is when we have a tendency to kidnap him anyway." Ron smiled.

"Ah, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, I do believe that I must stress to you both that you must not confide any of this to Mr. Potter," seeing the looks of protest on the two young adults' faces he said, "It is for the safety of our members, you, and he. If Voldemort knew of this, he could easily come here and destroy us all. Young Mr. Potter is more in danger now than the three of you have been in these last four years." He looked at the two with a look of knowing that caused them to look at their feet in an attempt to look less guilty.

"We understand, Headmaster," Hermione said. With that, the headmaster and his deputy left the room. That night Hermione was shown the rooms that she shared with Ginny. The two stayed up late, talking and enjoying the feeling of simply being free to discuss whatever they wanted without the fear of being outed by portraits. Fred and George had visited her as well, showing off their new inventions and picking on Ron when he was around.

The first week went on as if it were any other summer; Hermione sat with the entire Weasley Family minus Bill and Percy during meals. On the rare occasion they were joined by Dumbledore, McGonagall, Remus, Tonks or other random members of the Order. It was nice to get to catch up with everyone without formalities.

While sitting at the table one morning, an owl came through the chimney and landed in front of Hermione. She looked at the owl and noticed that it was carrying a letter with the ministry symbol attached to its leg. She looked at it in skepticism but reached for the letter prior to giving the bird some bread after which it flew away.

"What is it Hermione?" Ginny asked curiously.

Hermione stared at the letter curiously before she tore into it eagerly. Her eyes scanned it hungrily. As she read, her face fell in disappointment and she dropped the letter on the table and sighed in defeat. Ginny reached for the letter but Hermione quickly reached for it and hid it in her jean pocket. She didn't want her friends to see everything before she was ready for them to know.

She left the kitchen, ran into her room, and locked the door. She read the letter again and couldn't believe what she was seeing. The Maifovs didn't exist. It didn't make any sense. Where did she belong if that family didn't exist?