When Fate Comes Knocking

Chapter Three

Revealed

Harry groaned as he woke from his sleep the next morning. He half expected to wake up in a hospital, but his thoughts drifted to the event that happened the night before. Then there was Hermione who knew who he was even though he could have sworn he never told her his real last name was `Potter'. When he opened his eyes the first thing he saw was Hermione, who had fallen asleep in a chair beside the bed. She looked so peaceful sleeping like that. Harry shifted in the bed and started to look for his glasses.

Hermione woke when she heard him move.

“I didn't mean to wake you.” Harry said quietly.

“It's alright,” Hermione replied reaching for his glasses and handing them to Harry, “there is a lot we have to talk about anyway.”

“I guess you were trying to hint something when you mentioned the supernatural.” Harry said with a smile, and then examined his forearm which was now completely healed.

“More like magic,” Hermione said.

“Well I wasn't exactly letting on that weird `supernatural' things have happened to me before.”

“I guess we should come clean than, no more secrets, because I have to say, I hold many that concern you.” Hermione said cautiously. Harry could see then fear on her face as she refused to look at him.

“Why are you afraid?” Harry asked.

“I'm afraid that after I tell you all I know, you might blame me for ruining your life.”

“Come on, it can't be that bad,” Hermione still didn't look at him, “what ever it is good or bad, I know it's not your fault. I won't blame you for anything.” Hermione looked into his eyes and saw the truth in them, “Just start at the beginning.”

And Hermione started the tale.

~*~

“Wow, that's a lot to take in,” Harry said as he was looking through the photo albums that Remus and Sirius dug out for Hermione to show Harry.

“If you want to be alone…”

“No, I'd rather have someone I care about to be here with me.” Harry said.

“You mean that?”

“Of course I do,” Harry said, “I don't know what made me go into that bookshop of yours, but I'm sure glad I did.”

“Well I have to say, I'm glad you came in as well.” At that moment they both leaned in for a kiss, both sweet and pure. When they pulled away they were both smiling.

“Well, I can safely say you don't want me for my fame,” Harry said.

“No, I don't, but you have to acquire said fame first, as of yet, only five people including myself know you are alive. Well except for the enemy.”

“You mean you haven't screamed to the whole world that you're in love with the Harry Potter?” Harry asked.

“No, I told everyone to keep their mouth shut until you were comfortable with everything.”

“Ah ha!”

“What?”

“You didn't deny it.”

“I didn't deny what?”

“That you're in love with me.”

“Oh,” Hermione blushed, “Are you hungry? Because I'm starving.” And Hermione started for the door with a smile on her face and Harry following behind her.

~*~

And hungry they were. It was nearly noon when they ventured to the kitchen. And even though it was Thursday, everyone was still home.

“What are you guys doing here?” Hermione asked when she entered the kitchen; Harry said he would be there in a minute.

“We all took the day off.” Ginny said.

“Actually, I stayed up all night researching. Something caught my attention about your attack last night. If I'm not mistaken one of them said they had `the blood of the enemy'. I think they are going to resurrect Voldemort.” Remus said.

“Is that even possible?” Harry asked as he entered the kitchen. The other five remained silent.

“Well if the Death Eaters are even trying it, then I guess it is; Voldemort is probably the one giving them instructions.” Hermione said. “Guys this is Harry, as I'm sure you already know.”

Ron and Ginny gave a quiet hello while Sirius stood up, walked over to Harry and put his hands on Harry's shoulders.

“You don't know how much I regret doing the things I did to get myself in Azkaban causing you to stray away from this world, but I'm glad you're back.” He said.

“I did come here to find out who I was and who my family was, and now I've found it.” Harry said.

“We did contact Dumbledore,” Remus said, Hermione was about to say something in objection but was stopped, “I know you didn't want to tell the Order that Harry was here yet, but it would be irresponsible for us to keep the fact the Voldemort may have been given a new form. There is going to be a meeting here later this afternoon.”

“He right Hermione,” Harry said, “As weird as all this is for me, it somehow seems right.”

“As long as you are ok with it, I guess I can't stand in your way.” Hermione said.

“Where are you staying?” Remus asked Harry.

“At a Hotel actually,”

“Well not anymore, you'll stay here with us,” Sirius said, “No Godson of mine will be sleeping at a hotel while there is a perfectly good bed upstairs that's free.” He paused, “I'd give you the `If you hurt Hermione' speech, but if you are anything like James, I have hardly anything to worry about.”

~*~

Order Members started showing up while Harry and Hermione were gone to retrieve Harry's belongings from the Hotel. The Order of the Phoenix had come together once again after the Death Eaters had reformed themselves nine years before. So far they proved to be a slippery fiend.

“This meeting is now called to order. It appears that Remus has found some valuable information.” Dumbledore said giving Remus the floor.

“Last night Hermione and a very special friend of hers were attacked by a group of five Death Eaters.” Remus heard some people, namely Molly Weasley gasp, “They are fine, but Hermione overheard one of them say they had `the blood of the enemy', with this I believe that they are trying to give Voldemort a new form, to finally resurrect him.”

“Who's blood so they have?” Someone asked.

“At first you would think that any one of us would be in that category of `enemy' but it is the one who cause Voldemort to fall in the first place.” Remus continued.

“You don't mean…” there was a crash coming from the front hall followed by laughing. Dumbledore could be seen with that twinkle in his eyes.

“Good news and bad news all at the same time.” Dumbledore said. “A cause for celebration wouldn't you say.”