AN: Not JK Rowling.

Mrs. Weasley tried everything she could think of but the huge bruise covering my eye would not go away.

"It just won't budge," Mrs. Weasley flipped through a copy of The Healer's Helpmate open at Bruises, Cuts, and Abrasions. "This has always worked before, I just can't understand it."

"It'll be Fred and George's idea of a funny joke, making sure it can't come off," Ginny said.

"But it's got to come off!" I squeaked. "I can't go around looking like this forever besides I have a date with Sirius soon!"

"You won't, dear, we'll find an antidote, don't worry," Mrs. Weasley said soothingly.

"Do you really have a date Mione?" Ron asked sitting at the table.

"Yes." I said touching my eye tenderly. It really did hurt.

"What will you two do?" Ginny asked flipping through the muggle wedding magazine Fleur had been looking at the other day.

"I don't know he said it would be a surprise." I said shrugging. "But I don't like to think of how he would react to my black eye."

"Your right about that!" A dark voice said loudly. Sirius walked into the room with a purposeful stride and knealed in front of me. His eyes were furious but when he touched my face it was soft and gentle.

"What happened?" He asked tracing it gently, I winced.

"I squeezed one of Fred and George's pranks. Let's just say it didn't like that and retaliated." I said trying to avoid Sirius' eye by watching Fleur. He tapped his wand to my face three times and the pain vanished.

"What spell did you use?" Mrs. Weasley asked looking at my face.

"Enivesky. James and I got a lot of bruises when we went to Hogwarts so we had to find a good remover." He traced the spot where the bruise had been and I sighed.

"Has the mail come yet?" I asked getting up off the stool.

"No but it should be here soon why?"

"OWL results," Harry said sitting next to Ron.

"I know I messed up Ancient Runes," I muttered feverishly, "I definitely made at least one serious mistranslation. And the Defense Against the Dark Arts practical was no good at all. I thought Transfiguration went all right at the time, but looking back —"

"Hermione, will you shut up, you're not the only one who's nervous!" Ron barked and Sirius glared at him. "And when you've got your eleven 'Outstanding' OWLs…"

"Don't, don't, don't!" I muttered hysterically. "I know I've failed everything!"

"What happens if we fail?" Harry asked to no one in particular. Ginny grabbed his hand and stroke the back of it absently with her thumb.

"We discuss our options with our Head of House, I asked Professor McGonagall at the end of last term." I said pacing back and forth. Sirius sat down in a chair and pulled me into his lap when I passed him.

"Baby you'll do fine, relax." Sirius whispered in my ear making me shiver.

"At Beauxbatons," Fleur said complacently, "we 'ad a different way of doing things. I think eet was better. We sat our examinations after six years of study, not five, and then…" I squeaked looking out the window. Three birds were flying towards the house.

"They're definitely owls," Ron said hoarsely.

"And there are three of them," Harry said calmly pulling Ginny closer to him. I snickered softly then blushed when Sirius placed his lips against my neck.

"One for each of us," I whispered dazed. He was trying to call me down.

The owls were flying directly at the Burrow, three handsome tawnies, each of which, it became clear as they flew lower over the path leading up to the house, was carrying a large square envelope.

"Oh no!" I whispered shaking. Sirius rubbed his hands up and down my arms and pulled me closer to him.

"I'll love you even if you failed everything." He whispered taking a nip at my ear. I shivered and shook my head. He might still love me but I would be horribly disappointed in myself.

Mrs. Weasley silently opened the kitchen window. One, two, three, the owls soared through it and landed on the table in a neat line. All three of them lifted their right legs.

I reached forward towards the owl closest to me. My hands shook so much the poor owl trembled. Sirius pushed my hands out of the way and quickly took the letter from the owl and passed it to me.

Nobody in the kitchen spoke. At last, I managed to detach the envelope. I slit it open quickly and unfolded the parchment inside. Sirius read over my shoulder but I didn't mind.

Ordinary Wizarding Level Results

Pass Grades:

Outstanding (O)

Exceeds Expectations (E)

Acceptable (A)

Fail Grades:

Poor (P)

Dreadful (D)

Troll (T)

Hermione Jean Granger has achieved:

Arthimancy: O

Astronomy: O

Care of Magical Creatures: O

Charms: O

Defense Against the Dark Arts: E

Herbology: O

History of Magic: O

Muggle Studies: O

Potions: O

Study of Ancient Runes: O

Transfiguration: O

I relaxed into Sirius and his arms wrapped around me. "You did great Baby."

I looked up at the others. Harry seemed to be deflating and Ron was nodding and smiling.

"Only failed Divination and History of Magic, and who cares about them?" Ron said happily to Harry. "Here… swap…" Harry glanced down Ron's grades and nodded.

"Knew you'd be top at Defense Against the Dark Arts," Ron said, punching Harry on the shoulder. "We've done all right, haven't we?"

"Well done!" Mrs. Weasley said proudly, ruffling Ron's hair. "Seven OWLs, that's more than Fred and George got together!"

"Hermione?" Ginny asked tentatively. "How did you do?"

"I — not bad," I said in a small voice.

"Oh, come off it," Ron said, striding over to me and took the results out of my hand. "Yep… ten 'Outstandings' and one 'Exceeds Expectations' at Defense Against the Dark Arts." He looked down at me, half-amused, half-exasperated. "You're actually disappointed, aren't you?"

I shook her head, but Harry laughed. It was true I really wasn't disappointed I was more along the lines of grateful that I hadn't failed everything.

"You ready for our date?" Sirius asked softly.

"It's only ten," I said surprised.

"Yes and I'm going to spend the whole day with you in public." He said happily.

"Why?" I asked surprised.

"So I can shove it in the ministry's face that I'm dating the brightest witch of your age." Ginny and Fleur were snickering while Harry was smiling happily at Sirius. "How long will it take you to get ready?"

"Ten minutes," I said standing up and stretching. His eyes darkened when my shirt rose to reveal my flat stomach. I blushed and ran up the stairs tossing a cheeky smile at Sirius over my shoulder.

AN: Enivesky is my own spell it gets rid of stubborn bruises or enchanted cuts. Please Review!