So its been a while since I have updated, and for that I must apologize to all of my faithful readers. I would like to thank Artemis Decibal, BewilderedFemale, and Celiaequus. You're ideas and insight are very helpful to me.

Also it has come to my attention that I have left out war details. But keep in mind this is after the war by roughly 2 years, I won't be going into large detail about it but I will pepper it in here and there.

Also I have changed my mind about the direction this story will go in. so it is now a HBP and DH compliant fic.

Well I do believe that I have everything the way that I want it in this chapter. Admittedly it wont be as long as the the previous chapter but any way on with the show!

P.s. I haven't been able to think of a name for the chapter, There for I'm creating a contest who ever comes up with a name that suits this chapter the best will have the honor of naming it. I cant wait to hear what you all think.

Chapter 7:?

The next day started off like it would any other day. After Hermione left her Professor and close friends private chambers, she made her way up to the Great Hall for breakfast. She was blissfully unaware of the visit that Severus had paid the Weasley family a visit after she had fallen asleep.

As per usual she was one of the first people to arrive aside from all of the staff. She made her way to the Gryffindor table, catching Severus eye she gave him a light smile before taking her seat. She began to put a few breakfast items on her plate when the majority of the students filed in. Glancing over she spotted Harry, Ginny, and Neville walk in together looking around frantically trying to spot her.

Neville was the first to spot her quickly gaining everyone's attention they quickly made their way over to her. As soon as she stood up from the bench and turned slightly she was quickly embraced by her lightning scarred friend.

"Mia where were you? I was worried sick when Lavender and Pavarti said you hadn't come back to the dorm last night. I thought something bad had happened to you. Are you alright, I mean did you go to the hospital wing to have Pomfrey look at your head. I heard your head hit the wall so you must have hit it hard. I'm so sorry, I was an idiot for not stepping in sooner to help you. I'm so-" Harry's rambling was cut short when she brought a hand up to cover his mouth.

"Harry, settle down, I really didn't mean to worry you. I just couldn't go back there last night; not after what happened. And I'm fine I had someone take a look at them and found somewhere else to stay last night." He embraced her tightly again, and it was at that point that Ginny stepped in pulling Harry back from the girl.

"Harry give the girl some room to breath, you're smothering her." Harry stepped back apologizing and sat next to Ginny on the bench. It was at that point she took Hermione and sat her down.

"Harry told me what happened last night Hermione and just let me say on behalf of my family I am so very sorry for the way Ronald treated you." Ginny began.

"Ginn it really isn't you or your family's fault-"She began to say but was shushed by the small red head.

"You might be right on that point, but it is an incident that I will be letting mum and dad know about. Our whole family will want to have a say in what he has done to you. I promise I will be writing mum as soon as breakfast is over. What he said and did is a poor reflection of out entire family and I won't stand for it." Ginny said.

"Thank you so much Ginny it really means a lot to me that you still care for me after this whole incident." The four friends turned and began to eat the breakfast that the Hogwarts house elves had prepared for them. It was at that point that Neville leaned over and whispered to her.

"You know Mione, if you want I'd be glad to beat him up for you. Give him the old one two if you know what I mean." He then imitated punching an invisible Ron. It was at that point that Hermione and Ginny laughed and Harry almost choked on his pumpkin juice at the hilarity of Neville beating up Ron.

Hermione looked up from her hysterical laughing fit and stopped immediately her face going pale white. Harry spotting that she looked in distress looked over to the entrance where her eyes were glued. And there he stood the soon to be traitor of the majority of the students and staff at Hogwarts. Ronald Weasley.

Ginny clasped Hermione's hand in reassurance while Harry and Neville glared and Ron, daring him to start a problem. Dropping his head he moved quickly past the group and sat down near Seamus and Dean. Harry turned to Hermione " It will be ok Mia. We're here for you."

She looked over at them, the color returning to her face slowly. She nodded and started picking through her food slowly. After a few moments the conversation turned to the up coming quidditich game.

Just as they had finished eating the owls started to swoop in, dropping various letters and care packages into awaiting students outstretched hands. Flying down low a small black owl dropped a copy of The Daily Prophet onto Hermione's empty plate. In all honesty she didn't know why she continued to get the darn thing.

It had been two years since the Final Battle, and it surprisingly only taken roughly six months to hunt down the majority of the Death Eaters and creatures that were involved with the Dark Lord. They had either been sentenced to Azkaban or killed. While all of the different creatures had been dispatched to their respected facilities across the country.

It was only a matter of time until things were back to normal. The rebuilding of Hogwarts had taken a very short year and a half due to the hefty donations made by the Malfoy family. Although everyone in the wizarding community knew that it was just a last ditch attempt to keep him out of Azkaban. Though his money was quickly accepted by the Ministry it did not stop them from putting a very powerful and irreversible magic dampening charm on both Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy. She still got a kick out of the fact that Lucius, once one of the most powerful wizards in the country, could barely preform a simple Alohomora with out lighting his arse on fire.

But never the less the Prophet became extremely dull, with the exception of the occasional falsified war hero scandals. Thanks to none other that Rita Skeeter herself.

As the last of the owls had fled back to their respective homes, one very familiar and clumsy owl swooped in for a crash landing right onto Ron's stack of pancakes. A fuming scarlet letter was quickly dropped from the birds beak before it stood and shook himself out. Unfortunately the birds ill attempt to fly back to the burrow was quickly ended when he landed beak first in to a steaming bowl of porridge at the staff table.

One look at the smoking letter told everyone in the hall what the second youngest Weasley had received. The only question what what did he do to deserve such an obviously explosive letter, and who had written it.

The color in his face went from pale to an interesting shade of gray-green, as he tried in vane to hide the offending object in his pocket. But luck would not be on his side anytime in the near future. The howler quickly burst into simulated flames as it jumped from his hands and into the air emitting an ear splitting screech the entire time. It had the exact effect that Molly Weasley wished that it would.. Quickly and effectively gaining the attention of all four houses and the staff.

"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY!" The voice of Molly Weasley echoed through the Great Hall, shaking the windows. The tone that was in her voice surprised all who had either known or heard of the gently Weasley matron.

"I AM ABSOLUTELY APPALLED AND DISGUSTED WITH YOU YOUNG MAN! JUST WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE PULLING A STUNT LIKE THAT, I HAVE NEVER BEEN MORE ASHAMED OR EMBARRASSED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. I THOUGHT YOUR FATHER WOULD HAVE A HEART ATTACK AFTER THE VISIT THAT WE RECEIVED FROM PROFESSOR SNAPE. AT THREE IN THE MORNING!

Hermione turned and looked at the Professor in question, in surprise and confusion. He in return raised that famous jet black eyebrow, as if to say ' you really though that I would do nothing about that moron?'

" IMMAGINE MY SHOCK AND DISBELIEF WHEN HE TELLS ME THAT YOU ATTACKED ANOTHER STUDENT." Gasps rang throughout the hall at this statement, and it didn't take long for the group surrounding him to scoot away as though he had some sort of disease." AND ONE WHO HAS SAVED YOU SORRY BUTT MORE TIMES THAN I CAN COUNT.

"YOU HAVE THROUGHLY DISGRACED THIS FAMILY, AND YOU HAVE DISGRACED EVERYONE WHO FOUGHT IN THE WAR TO RID OUR WORLD OF SUCH IGNORANCE. YOUR FATHER AND I DID NOT RAISE YOU TO BEHAVE THIS WAY OR TO USE THAT DISGUSTING WORD! TO THINK THAT ANY OF MY CHILDREN WOULD SPEW SUCH FILTH.

" IS THIS WHAT ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS FOUGHT FOR? IS THIS WHAT REMUS, NYMPHADORA, AND YOUR BROTHER DIED FOR! YOU MARCH YOURSELF STRAIGHT TO THE HEADMASTERS OFFICE. YOU ARE COMING HOME TODAY! AND YOU WOULD BE LUCKY IF YOU WEREN'T EXPELLED.

"THOUGH AFTER WHAT YOU DID LAST NIGHT I WOULD THOROUGHLY ENCOURAGE IT!"

There was a momentary pause. Everyone stunned from shock that a Weasley would do the thing that this, normally, loving calm and gentle woman was saying. A Weasley saying that someone had dirty blood was unheard of.

Hermione knew it would only be seconds before they figured out it was her that Ronald had abused. She was the only one who fit Molly's description. ' Long time friend of Ron Weasley, who constantly defended him, and some one who had "dirty blood"'. She might as well be wearing a neon sign that said "it's me, I'm the mudblood they mean."

Slowly their eyes turned towards her and the whispers began. Ginny put her arm around her as a means of comfort, but to Hermione it was just the solidifying fact that everyone in the hall needed. In embarrassment and betrayal she ducked her head and the tears started to stream down her face freely.

It was then that the note caught her eye as well as everyone else. The once bright flaming note gently fluttered on paper angel wings toward her where it spoke in the familiar soft motherly tomes she knew.

"Hermione dear, I hope you will not allow this incident to reflect badly on our family. You know that Arthur and I both love you like you were our own daughter. And I do hope you will allow our family to attempt to correct this grievous error. You just owl me personally if you need anything at all." In a split second the note tore viciously back to Ron, who now sat alone.

"TO THE OFFICE. NOW!" The note screamed before it slowly fell to smoldering pieces of ash. Ron's mouth gaped in shock, never had his mother ever spoken to him in such a way and he dreaded what was to come. He slowly rose and made his way towards the exit, and eventually the Headmistresses office where his fuming mother awaited. Eyes from all of the four table were glaring at him as he slowly made his way out.

Never in his short blip of an existence had he felt so hated.

TBC

Well what did we think? I do think that things are about to get very interesting around Hogwarts. But anyway the offer to name this chapter still stands, and I will be waiting two weeks for everyone to get their answers in. Good luck and happy thinking my friends.

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