CHAPTER 1
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Hermione just couldn't decide what to do. She wanted to help the people come back to normalcy after the war and it's after effects but she needed a break herself. She declined the offer the Head of the Depart of Mysteries offered her. She knew sitting behind a desk in the Ministry isn't going to help much. But she didn't know what to do. What would make things become normal again? The Ministry had broken down. Azkaban was in a mess. So many people killed. It was a complete chaos after the war. And she wasn't being able to find any way to help it. She needed some time to think, to plan a way out of this mess, she needed space. She needed to do some soul searching first. So she decided to get away from the chaos, go somewhere where she would be disconnected from the Wizarding World for few days. But what was she going to tell Harry and Ron she had no clue. Harry had cocooned himself in Grimmauld Place. He held himself responsible for all the deaths. The Weasleys pleaded him to stay with them. But he didn't want to face them. Not after Fred's death. And Ron, he was devastated at first. Slowly it turned to anger then frustration about the fact that he could do nothing when his brother died but what angered him more was that he couldn't help George cope up with the loss of his twin. So he started snapping at anyone and everyone to the point that everybody started distancing themself from him. And to put cherry on top, Rita Skeeter managed to write a degrading report saying that the Golden trio might have defeated the Dark Lord but they are losing the battle of their life, they couldn't cope up with the disaster the war had caused. It angered Hermione to no extent. She wanted to hex Rita to bits the instant she finished reading the Daily Prophet. But she did not want to go out in the public either. She didn't want to face the never ending questions of the press and other people. She needed to get away from that place for a while. She would. Even if it meant leaving Harry and Ron alone. Her presence was definitely not helping them in anyway. So she wrote them letters telling she was going away for a while, not giving any details where and for how long. And then she waited for their replies, dreading every passing moment, what would they think? What would they say? She only prayed that they would understand her need and not judge her.
