First of all this is a Sirius/ Hermione fic, and it is my first fic, but it is pretty clean, I only rated it PG13 for caution. I love the idea of Hermione and Sirius together, but prefer her to be with the young Sirius. I have read almost all of the time-turner fics and decided it was time for something a little different. I'm pretty sure the pairings will be SB/HG and HP/GW—there may be more, but I haven't made a final decision on those. This story has a lot of little strings to tie together and hopefully I have planned well enough that it will all fit. I am open to all reviews and any suggestions. Please read and let me know what you think. If anyone has a suggestion for plot, something that you think would be interesting to tie it, please let me know! Thanks so much!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters affiliated with the series. The only thing I own on this story is the plot, and of course, I am not making money off of it (although that would be nice)

Everyone Has a Secret

Chapter One: Moving On

Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat in silence on the Hogwarts Express as their final years as students approached. Hermione looked towards Harry and Ron – her two best friends in the world—and began to study them intently. Harry had matured greatly since that first meeting they had on the train. He had grown to live up to every compliment ever granted him. He had been through so much, and with Voldemort still on the loose, there was sure to be more to come. As she gazed at his messy black hair, his thin lightning bolt scar, and his bright luring green eyes, he looked quite handsome especially with the absence of his glasses (he now wore contacts). She smiled with pride reflecting all the great qualities of her close friend. She then fixated her eyes upon Ron. He was such a great friend. They had attempted a relationship the year before, but friendship seemed to hold so much more. Despite their agreement, he was incredibly protective of her, and still cared deeply for his friend. He had become tall and lean and quite attractive. He had shown great bravery the previous year when he and Harry fought off several dozen death eaters.

Hermione's thoughts then began to examine the battle that took place the year before. Voldemort had refused to show his face—the bloody coward. The battle was intense between The Order of the Phoenix and Lord Voldemort's followers. Harry managed to fend off dozens of dementors, and had saved Nymphadora Tonks's life in the process. Then Hermione out of pure hatred and revenge went after Bellatrix Lestrange. The loss of Sirius had affected them all very greatly indeed. The duel between the two was quite ruthless and fierce; all the while, Harry and Ron managed to fight of a dozen death eaters in an amazing show of friendship and bravery. Hermione remembered with a sear of pain the end of her duel with Bellatrix. The vile woman spat at her, "trying to avenge my filthy traitor of a cousin are you, that disgusting man—Sirius black." The words cut Hermione deeply as her eyes widened in shock and anger. In that moment of weakness, Bellatrix made a quick jab of her wand gashing Hermione's side and causing her to stumble backwards onto a rocky path. Dumbledore whisked to Hermione's aid and Bellatrix disapparated in cowardice. Hermione broke several ribs and lost a lot of blood, but nothing hurt as deep as her failure to revenge Sirius's death. Hermione winced at the thought of it.

Hermione then surveyed her friends again and a smile came to her face knowing that they had overcome so much. They had come to accept Sirius's death and could reflect with happiness upon the moments they had gotten a chance to be with him. They were finally moving on. They were leaving behind the world of sorrow and pain, the world where the death of a close friend still held them captive to depression. 'This year will be better' Hermione thought to herself with a smile, dismissing all the memories of the previous year.

Ginny and Neville entered and broke the silence. With a slight shriek Ginny tackled Hermione in a huge bear hug. "I've missed you so much!" cried Ginny refusing to release Hermione from the hug. "Ok, Gin, you're killing me here" The group laughed at the two. Ginny, now a 6th had grown into a beautiful young woman. She had grown up so much. She dated Harry and Ron's friend Dean the previous year for most of the year—they made a great couple. "Where is Dean?" asked Harry. Ginny blushed and Ron's head shot up, and Hermione let out a soft groan. "What?" replied Harry. "Well... umm...Gin and Dean kind of well...they aren't together anymore." "—you mean he cheated on me and then moved to be with his new found slut," Ginny sneered. "HE DID WHAT? THAT JERK, I'M GONNA KI—""—Easy bud, don't worry, he got a piece of me already, besides he's long gone, someone's mighty protective of my little sis." It was Harry's turn to blush a deep crimson before mumbling something about being sorry and dean being a git. Knowing that Harry cared caused the corners of Ginny's mouth to curve into a slight smile. No one knew exactly what to say.

Ron broke the silence, "So, our last year at Hogwarts, I will miss this place." "Oh! Nonsense Ron!" Hermione replied, "We have this whole year, let's enjoy it." Harry gave a feeble smile, knowing that he never had to return to Pivet Drive, never again! "I say we go out with a bang this year, make Fred and George proud, eh?" "I'm just glad that I won't have to have Snape this year." The group burst into laughter, and with that the train began to slow and the gang filed out of their compartment to attend their last welcoming feast. They were all chatting amiably and animatedly when the first interruption of the school year came, "Well, Well, Well" began Draco Malfoy, "If it isn't Potter and his Save the World Fan club. Why hello my little mudblood" he replied menacingly running his finger along Hermione's jaw before she swatted it away. "Touchy aren't we, still hurt from your little run in with Bellatrix are you?" Hermione's tolerant smile faded into a look of pure hatred, "Oh, shove off Malfoy, even you could not ruin this year. And by the way how is your father doing with his job, oh wait, I forgot—he couldn't seem to find one since everyone knew what a great lying prat he was." Hermione smirked and Draco simply muttered in malice, "you just watch your back mudblood" and with that he stalked off into the Great Hall. Hermione turned to see her friends gaping at her, "What?"

"That was bloody brilliant!" they chanted in unison.

They all filed into the Great Hall, waiting in anticipation for the sorting so that they could eat. Once again the Sorting Hat took a different turn this year:

Well, hello students, old and new

Here I am you know what I do

Just put me on and I'll have a look

I'll read your mind much like a book

Destined for Gryffindor you may be

Brave and Noble? We shall see

Or perhaps Slytherin is best for you

Talented and cunning, but sinister too

Hufflepuff will be right for some

Loyal and true those will become

Now only good Ravenclaw is left

Very wise and not to mention deft

Now, my friends, before I say Goodbye

There is one more thing I must supply

I foretell a visitor most strange to this place

His origin I cannot seem to trace

He is here for a reason, two indeed

To provide a glimpse of what did precede

And to learn from us something I do not know

But indeed, oh yes, time will show

Hermione, Ron, and Harry all gave pondering looks. 'What could that mean?' Ron mouthed. Hermione said nothing but sat deep in thought wondering about the strange prediction. Who could this visitor be? Someone to help us defeat Voldemort, perhaps? 'Hmmm, well, this can't be a bad thing can it? Dumbledore would never allow a dangerous visitor. I wonder if Dumbledore knew.' She glanced up at him only to find his expression unreadable. Something like anticipation filled her stomach as she thought of what this might mean. 'Am I nervous or worried? I can't tell. I can't wait to get back to the common room to see what Harry and Ron think' and with that they finished their meal, deeply satisfied. The walked briskly back to the common room; "Skiving Snackboxes" Harry muttered and snickered. As the new Head Boy, Harry had convinced Hermione, the Head Girl, to allow him to honor the Weasley brothers through the Gryffindor password. As soon as they climbed through the portrait hole, everyone was buzzing, "who do you think the sorting hat was talking about?' It was the talk of the school for the rest of the night.

Harry and Ron bid Hermione goodnight, and headed up to their dormitory as the new 7th years. There was now an empty bed across from Harry's in the room where Dean had formerly slept. At the idea, white-hot flames of anger leapt up in Harry. 'Why am I so jealous?' thought Harry. 'Because she is beautiful and you know it' said another voice inside his head. He smiled at the thought of her, but quickly brushed it off and laid down on his four- poster bed and drifted off to sleep.