The Truth about Us

Chapter 1
Hermione : The Beginning of the Hollidays.

For a long time we hesitated on when should we start our story. A lot could be said, in particular from Harry’s point of view, and we both wrote some sketches on our years at Hogwarts. But most of them were quite irrelevant on an historic point of view, and were mostly about our frustrations as teenagers. Don’t misunderstand me: we are going to talk about our emotions, and sometimes about things quite personnal; likewise, some of the events were very important to determine what would happen after. But these events, you probably already know about it.
That’s why after having considered what we really wanted to tell everyone (with a lot of arguing should I say!), we finally decided to start when we get on the wy to defeat evil once and for all... even if at that time, it didn’t seem we would, at least not so fast.

So the story starts with me, the summer between our sixth and seventh year.
Like every year, my parents had come to fetch me at King’s Cross station, at the end of June. They had those big smiles that always made me feel good, and protected, in particular my father’s one. But for the first time, I couldn’t answer that smile. Instead, I launched myself in their arms, and I cried. My father was stroking my head, while my mother was rubbing my back and asking what was wrong. But I couldn’t speak, and just stay there crying. Harry, Ron and Ginny (well Ginevra, but nobody called her like that) were waiting for their... well Harry his guardians and Ron and Ginny their parents, and it was them who with somber looks told my parents about Dumbledore’s death. Both my parents hugged me so tightly that I could barely breath, but it didn’t matter then, I just needed it.
We were so enthralled reminiscing that night that we didn’t hear the Weasleys arrive. Actually, they were not alone, as with them were Alastor Maugrey and Remus Lupin. For those who by miracle never heard about them, Maugrey was an Auror, one of the best actually, and one of the main member of the Order of the Phoenix, the organisation fighting against the evil. Remus was another of its member, a secretary as well as a spy, employed by Harry because he is a werewolf, and at this time the segregation was strong against them.
Just a look at them convinced me that something was wrong. Remus and the Weasleys were looking at me with pity, Maugrey more businesslike, and believe me it is not good to be the business of an Auror. I let go (slightly) of my parents, and just ask.
“What?”
I know, I am more polite most of the time, but I was too worry and too disturbed to care. So Maugrey answered me.
“We are sorry Miss Granger, but we have received words that Voldemort” almost everyone flinched at the name, except for Harry, Ron and me “is planning an attack against Potter’s closest friends.” The guilt on Harry’s face angered me at the mack of tact in the reply, but... well Maugrey is not famous for his tact. At the same time I was scared for my family.
“So what?”
It was the gentler voice of Remus which answered.
“You are coming with us, and your parents too.” They were about to protest, but Remus didn’t let them the time to. “I’m sorry, Mr and Mrs Granger, but it’s the only way to protect you and your daughter. As for your works... we will provide you ith one of our best Aurors as secretary, and an other will follow you in the street just in case.”
Least to say, my parents didn’t look happy at the sudden lack of freedom, but I undrestand by the way they look at me that they would d anything for me. And to be honest I was quite relieved that someone finally deem necessary to protect my family. Nothing could have make me give up Harry’s friendship, but I was lucid enough to know the danger it could be for me, thus for my family.
Mum and Dad nodded in acceptance, and we left the station with the wizards. We went home, packed everything we would need, and left for Grimauld Place. The house had been made safe again, Maugrey was the new secret keeper, since Dumbledore was dead. Ron and Ginny chose to stay too, and Molly and Arthur (their parents), would come in two weeks time, but they had to prepare the wedding of their eldest, William ( Bill for you, nobody calls him William). Harry would be back the same day. Unfortunately, he had to go to his aunt’s house to renew the magical protection his mother gave him.But since he staid there only two weeks the year before, he refused to have to stand them longer. And to be honest, I think that everyone was relieved he would be back so soon, in particular Maugrey who would rather have all of us locked for the summer.

I admit that I was afraid at first that my parents might have troubles to get accostumated with their new way of life. But not at all, they seemed to enjoy it actually. Molly came everyday, supposedly to keep an eye on her youngests. But she always ended with my mother in the kitchen, talking about the difficulties of life in general, of bringing up children in particular, and concluding that apart from cooking with a wand, and my mothe working, there were not big differences between their worlds.
My father found a great friend in Arthur, the former because he had finally someone with whom he could talk endlessly about his passions, the latter because he had finally someone who could answer all his questions about he muggle world.
Taht’s also when my parents disovered their magical powers...per say. I shouldn’t have been so astounded, I mean I’m a witch, so it’s logical that my parents have some powers, minor as they were, or seemed to be (I’ll explain this later). But still, it came as a shock the day I saw Mum levitating an apple with Molly’s wand, giggling like a school girl. She saw me, and grinned. The apple landed in my hand, and my mother in my arms. We span like mad, both of us giggling (yes I can do that!). Dad tried to, and a seat came under Mum and me, and we laughed together, happier than we had been since the beginning of the hollidays. The four Weasleys were watching us with big smiles, and once we calmed down a bit, we hugged each other, evryone congretulating my parents, and Ron saying “Ah, finally I know why you are so talented!” Ginny and I pounced on him, tickling him until he asked for our pity. I was so elated, I couldn’t wait to tell Harry! As he was coming the next day, I wouldn’t have to wait for too long.
We staid up until late in the night, testing my parents abilities, and honestly, they didn’t do too bad. I had read about people who developed the magical powers during adulthood, and they seemed to be of them. I was glad to be a witch them, for it allowed them to discover their powers.

The next morning, I woke up early. It was still dark outside, but I couldn’t go back to sleep. I lokked at Ginny, and she wa slooking at me too.
“What’s up with you Gin? Hard to sleep?” I asked slyly.
“You’re the one to talk!” She huffed in false indignation. But her look was somber. “You know which day it is?”
She seemed so small and so fragile that it was heartbreaking. Silently cursing Harry and his hero-thing, I got off my bed and went under the covers with her, and hugged her.
“Yes I know.”
Westaid like that for a while, listening to the morning silence in the house. I thought she had gone back to sleep, but I felt a tear ran down my arm.
“Shhh! I’m here! It’s alright! Ginny, you know that he still loves you right? He didn’t broke up because he isn’t interested in you! He just want to protect you!”
“I know!” She said in a broken voice. “But why does he have to be so... noble? Why can’t he see that I’m in danger anyway? I just can’t stand it!”
“And did you tell him?”
“What? No! I don’t want to burden him more!”
“And you call him noble!” I coulnd’t help but chuckle. “Harry is not perfect you know! Maybe he hasn’t thought that just being a ‘Blood traitor’ ” I said in a mocking voice, “is enough to endanger you.” I hugged her tighter, whispreing in her hair. “You’ll have ine month and a half together you know. I’m sure you can convinced him. In particular with the training that we are going to receive from Remus.”
She lookedat me with teary eyes.
“ Are you sure?”
“Yes! Remember when we went to the Ministry?” Both our heart cry at the memory. “He let you come after you insisted. I’m sure that you can do it again. Besides, our friendship put us in danger too, yet he never said we should stop to be friends. I just think he cares more about you than us.”
“You...are you jealous? Idon’t want to lose you because...”
“No Gin, I’m not jealous. I love him like a brother, same for you and Ron, and he feels the same, I think. But with you it’s different. As long as you don’t steal the love of my life, I won’t be jealous.”
She seemed to feel better, and grinned mischievously.
“And who is that exactly Miss Granger?”
“I don’t know yet. Only time will tell. I hope soon” I had with a pang in my heart.
She hugged me comfortingly, and I hugged her back. Outside the sky was pink, the sun was about to raise.
“What do you say if we get up and prepare a breakfast that will bewitch your love’s heart so that he will confess his love on one knee in front of your whole family?”
Laughing, she swatted her pillow at me, as I was getting out of her bed. I ducked and stuck my tongue.
Suddenly the playfull mood was gone, as I felt an incredible pain in my chest, just as the first ray of sun was pouring through the window. I tried to scream, but no sound came out of my mouth. After my chest, my back hurt too. Then the pain crept in all my body. Once it reach my head, I started to fall, in slow motion as if I was watching a film from inside. The last thing I heard was Ginny screaming “Hermione!”, before darkness overtook me.

A/N:
Ahahahah! Little cliffy for you my friends!
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