Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is the rightful owner of Harry Potter, I do not own any of it, just the plot.

The week in Bora Bora was too short for Hermione's liking. If she could have she would have stayed in the islands forever, but never more she had to return to Hogwarts. Professor Williams was still gone; the Healers at St. Mungos had moved him to the Intensive Care Unit. According to Dumbledore she might just end up teaching for the rest of the year if his condition didn't get any better.

Draco and Hermione walked off the train at Hogsmeade Station and got in a carriage that would take them back to Hogwarts. Both were smiling and laughing as memories flooded back to them of past years and their recent behaviors.

"Do you remember in third year when I punched you?"

"Yeah." he rubbed his cheek as if he could still feel the pain. "I never knew I girl could hit so hard." she laughed. "Do you remember the first time I called you Mudblood and Ron tried to hex me?"

Her face grew solemn though she still held a smile. "Yeah and he ended up eating slugs himself. That was bloody funny. He really should have gotten his wand fixed after it broke, then I could be laughing at you for eating slugs." she stuck her tongue out at him as he scowled.

"Oh come now, you shouldn't talk about your boyfriend like that."

The carriage grew quiet. This topic had never came up, well at least not in those words. Sure they had kissed and came close to many other things, and sure they had spent a week on a romantic sort of getaway. But never had it been actually brought up like this.

Hermione's cheeks flushed as she tried to gather her words. "Do - do you mean that? I mean the boyfriend part?"

"Of course," he paused. "Only if you want to of course. I don't want to push you into anything you're not ready for."

She just stared at him bewildered at how a man who once was so cruel could now care for the one he was cruel to with such love and kindness. "I don't know; Todd used to be this way too."

"What do you mean 'this way'?'

"Sweet and gentle. But then things changed, he got comfortable and became rude and mean. And I'm -"

Draco place his finger on her lips. "Stop. I am not Todd nor will I ever be, and trust me if the thought of hurting you ever came to my mind I would sooner jump off the highest tower at Hogwarts then do that." she nodded. He gently slid his hand to the nape of her neck and pulled her close.

She closed her eyes as she grew closer and he kissed her. She pulled away. "Never?"

"Never." he promised.

"Ok if you wish." she whispered.

"What? Does that mean yes?"

She nodded and laughed a little at his childish grin. He pulled her close to him and kissed her once more. They were pulling up to the entrance of Hogwarts and as the carriage stopped Draco got out and offered his hand to Hermione who took it and let him help her out.

"Aw… how sweet of you Draco. Now as I've been pestering you about for the past week, what do you think that meeting was about? The one we had before the news?"

"And as I've told you a billion time I'm not sure. But seeing as how this is our business as well as the Orders I say we just keep an eye out."

They walked into the castle together, it was a Monday and around second hour so the students and teachers were still in class. They went straight to Dumbledore's office as recommended in the letter he had sent a day before. They gave the password and stepped onto the stairs. When they got to his door it was ajar as they pushed it open further they noticed the room was in disarray; papers were strewn across his desk and on the floor, some of the various objects were broken, the portraits on the wall were askew or torn, but the one thing that wasn't right was the blood and the trembling feet behind his desk.

"Dumbledore!" Hermione rushed over to usual joyful mentor. He was laying on his back sprawled on the floor covered in blood and barely breathing. "Draco, ring for Madam Pomfrey, we have to save him."

"How?"

"The lever on the wall, pull it and speak into the box that comes down."

He nodded and did as she said. "Madam Pomfrey, Madam Pomfrey? If you can hear me, this is Draco I'm in Dumbledore's office right now, and we really need you up here, quick." He paused. "Madam Pomfrey?"

"She heard you dear boy, she's on her way up right now." one of the previous Headmasters spoke from his frame.

"Thanks." Draco said.

"No problem chap, it's great that you've changed sides by the way. Great to see such a great wizard on the good side instead of bad." the painting went on.

"Yeah, thanks again." the painting nodded.

"What did he mean by that?" Hermione asked looking up from Dumbledore's twitching body.

"Nothing, I'll tell you later. Right now Dumbledore is our main priority." Draco said this just as Madam Pomfrey rushed in the door.

"Oh my what's happened?" she asked walking over to Draco. As she got to him she saw Hermione leaning over Dumbledore. "Oh Merlin. What the devil has happened?" she shrieked. "Boy call up Professor McGonagall she needs to be here."

Draco yet again did as he was told. He was starting to get tired of being ordered around like a common house elf.

"We found him like this. He sent us a letter and told us to come straight to his office when we got here. It must have happened sometime this morning." Hermione whimpered as a tear rolled across her cheek.

Pomfrey nodded and took out her wand, she silently said cleaning spells to clean off the blood from his robes and the floor around him. She searched his body for any gashes or other serious wounds but found only two bite marks in is neck.

Hermione saw them and only two things came to mind, vampire or snake. "Could it maybe have been a vampire or snake?" she looked up at Madam Pomfrey.

"I'm not sure but I'm sure after we run some test and get blood pumping through his veins again we will find out. Until thin we should all be careful." she said with a slight whisper.

Menerva walked in and heard the last statement. "Be careful, why? What happened?" she looked over to Draco who looked back towards Hermione and Pomfrey. When she lay eyes on Dumbledore's body they immediately filled with tears. "We need teachers, staff, ghosts, everyone besides the students working on finding out who or what did this." she paused. "But do not let the students here of this because then they will get scared and contact their parents who will come and take them out of school because they think it is unsafe. Draco help Madam Pomfrey get Dumbledore to the Hospital Wing. Hermione you stay here. I know why he wanted to speak with you and I will pass along his words." Hermione nodded as she watched Madam Pomfrey and Draco take Dumbledore's body away. "Now I think we should at least try and straighten his office before he wakes up." McGonagall said as she bent down to pick up a broken glass ball and fixed it with a flick of her wand.

"Yes ma'am, but what is it that he wanted?" Hermione prodded.

"You just start cleaning and I will start off." she paused as Hermione began picking up papers and placing them on his desk. "Now there is a certain legend, or myth, whatever you wish to call it, that is entitled to you."

Hermione looked up. "Me?"

Menerva nodded. "Yes you."

"But my family are muggles, not magic folk why would we have a myth in your world?" she questioned her favorite teacher.

"You have been lead astray in this past few years." Hermione's face hardened but she kept quiet. "The night your parents died, they had left a letter behind for Dumbledore to tell you of your background. The letter did not arrive here until just recently, but we have known of it for quite some time."

"Why was I never told? How come it was kept from me? Were my parents magic?"

"Yes, they were purest of pureblood. Their reason for not telling you is unknown but maybe it was to protect you."

"Protect me? Protect me from what? As long as I was friends with Harry I would never be safe, not until Voldemort was killed. What is there someone out there looking for me?" McGonagall's eyes gave everything away. "There is. Who? Am I really in danger?" she was becoming furious.

"Hermione you must understand that I am only here to tell you what I know. And that is that your family history and with that maybe you can piece together the remaining pieces."

"Fine. Go ahead and tell me what my parents didn't have the guts to." she spat.

"Now that's not fair, they only did what they thought was right like any parent would do." she paused as she saw the impatient stare of Hermione. "Fine. Your family name is Chantry, but you are not the last. There is one other."

"Who?"

"Your brother."

"My brother? I have a brother?"

"Yes though he is in Azkaban. For what I'm not sure." she added as Hermione gave her a confused look. "We are looking into that. But besides that everyone else has pretty much died and in the same way usually. The necklace that you wear around you neck is no mere trinket it is your family crest and holds your families power."

"If someone takes it will I lose my power and my families?" Hermione's intent to learn more was kicking in.

"No. No one can take the necklace from your neck only you can take it off. But be careful though because the ones you love can also take it. So be careful of whom you trust. There is a bank at Gringotts that is yours, trust me it has money in it." Menerva grinned. "Back on subject. Your family also owned a manor out near the Malfoy's, the Chantry Manor. Ask Draco if he has heard of it, but do not tell him who you are."

"Why not? Dumbledore was going to have us in the same room when he told me."

"Fine you may tell him if you wish. The manor is furnished and there are house elves who live there and keep it clean for you until you return."

"Wait is that where my parents would go while I was here at school, or when they went on vacation.?"

"Quite possibly. And there is one last bit of information." Hermione gave her a questioning gaze. "The Weasley's are your kin."

Hermione almost gagged. Ron had liked her since third year. "Oh that's interesting. So I can tell them then."

"Yes just don't write to them and tell them because the letter could get intercepted we will arrange for them to come here whenever you feel like it."

With the mention of Harry and Ron Hermione's mind flashed back to the week before her trip, Ginny had let him do that to her. "How is Ginny? Is she still at St. Mungos?"

"I believe she is staying at Harry's and that they have become involved. If you know what I mean."

"Yes I understand. Could you possible make sure that when Harry and Ron do come that Ginny is not with them. I really do not feel like talking to her as of yet."

"Sure thing Hermione. Now let us go and see how Dumbledore is." She motioned for Hermione to lead the way to the hospital wing.