"Now, during sixth year, Dumbledore had been teaching Harry about Voldemort and some very important artifacts that could ultimately help us kill him.  So in July, I slipped away from Jansen and Newport and went to the Weasleys’ home.  The oldest Weasley boy was getting married, and during the wedding we were told that the Minister of Magic was killed and Voldemort had taken over the Ministry.  So we ran, and we stayed on the run until the night before I came home."  Hermione paused to breathe, looking more at her shaking hands now than her siblings.  She was leaving so much out, so many important details that they weren’t ready to hear.