AN: I've been thinking about the rating on this story and I have a bad feeling I might have to change it for the darker scenes. No I do not write lemons but I have a feeling if I do change it to M I might loose some people for this story. Please tell me what you think I really appreciate your feedback. Still not JK Rowling.

The rest of break passed quickly after Christmas. We went to check on Mr Weasley at St Mungos and saw Neville there with his parents. Now I understood how Bellatrix Lestrange ended up in Azkaban. I absolutely hated the woman for what she did to Neville's parents.

When we got back to Grimmauld Place I told Sirius about it and he held me as I cried. Sirius told me he had known Neville's parents and that when he got his name cleared he would tell him some things his grandmother might not have known. I told him that it was a great idea.

I came of age the day after Christmas and Sirius and I were officially together. We hadn't told many people though. He and I prefered to keep our private lives well private.

Sirius found Kreacher later that week lurking in the attic but something about the smirk on his face made me uneasy. I tried to tell Sirius but he said it was only because he had hid more things from us up in the attic.

The night before we were scheduled to go back to Hogwarts Harry was told he would be taking Occlumency from Professor Snape. Harry and Sirius both loathed the idea but I thought it was brilliant. The last thing we needed was Voldemort finding out their minds were connected in some way.

The next morning was pure chaos trying to get ready to go back to Hogwarts. Fred had accidentally stepped on Crookshanks and he wouldn't come out from under my bed. It took me twenty minutes to get him to come out and I was sporting a rather impressive scratch on my arm for my troubles.

Sirius pulled me side and gave me a long hug and I kissed him softly. We took the Knight Bus back to Hogwarts and I kept my eyes firmly shut the whole time. I would be lucky if I didn't throw up.

"You look green Hermione." Tonks said softly.

"Mmmm." Was all that came out.

"Keep your mouth shut you should be fine." I didn't respond just kept my eyes shut and tapped my foot.

"This is our stop." I opened my eyes and saw the snowy grounds of Hogsmeade. We all made our way up to the castle and forced the front door open. My eyes grew wide as I took in the wall with all the new decrees Umbridge had made when we were gone. Oh Merlin, this would be bad.

The next day passed and we were loaded down with lots of homework. Ron and I worked on it in the common room while Harry was at his first Occlumency lesson with Professor Snape. Harry walked into the room a short while later pale as a sheet and subconsciously rubbing his scar.

"How did it go?" I asked tentatively.

"It was... fine... listen I've just realized. You know that corridor I've been dreaming about for months?" Ron and I nodded nervously. "I think that's where the weapon the Orders been talking about is. You know the thing he didn't have last time. It's in the Department of Mysteries your dad pointed it out to me when he took me down there for my hearing."

"Of course," I said softly.

"Of course what?" Ron asked annoyed.

"Ron think about it... Sturgis Podmore was trying to get through a door at the Ministry of Magic... it must have been that one, it's too much of a coincidence!"

"How come Sturgis was trying to break in when he's on our side?" Ron asked confused. Oops forgot about that part.

"I don't know that is a bit odd..." I mumbled trailing off. We bounced theories around for awhile but Harry left for bed earlier than usual. He looked pale and shaky. I had a bad feeling that Harry would have a harder time closing his mind now that it was so sensitive.

The next morning I headed to the great hall with Ron and Harry. I started in on my first cup of coffee and opened up the daily prophet. The shriek was out of my mouth before I could stop it and a handful of students turned to look at me. I stared at the picture of the deranged woman on the front page my mouth open.

"What?" Harry and Ron asked together. In an answer I spread the paper on the table and had tears in my eyes.

Mass Breakout From Azkaban

Ministry fears Black is 'rallying point' for old death eaters

"Black?" Harry asked loudly. "Not -?"

"Shhh! Not so loud just read it." I said shoving it towards them. They both read the paper quickly their eyes darting back and forth.

"There you are Harry, that's why he was so happy last night." Ron said faintly.

"I don't believe this Fudge is blaming the breakout on Sirius?" Harry snarled angrily his eyes flashing.

"He doesn't have any other options since we all know he want say, 'sorry everyone Dumbledore warned me this might happen and now the Azkaban guards have joined Voldemort and now his strongest supporters have broken out too.'As much as I wish he would say that he wont I mean he's spent a good six months trying to convince everyone you and Dumbledore are liars."

I pulled the paper back into my hands and read it quickly. The Death Eaters who had escaped. I looked closely at the picture of Bellatrix Lestrange and looked over to where Neville was sitting. He wasn't laughing or joking like the other students who had no idea what was going on. His eyes were damp as he read the daily prophet. We needed to get the truth out but how? An idea came to me and I quickly stood up from the table.

"Where are you going?" Ron asked surprised.

"To write a letter. I don't know if it would work or not but its worth a shot." I said marching out of the great hall. It was time I used Rita Skeeter so she could do something good with her wicked pen.

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