Hermione was sat in the front garden of her parents house. It was a beautiful day, but to Hermione it was not something she noticed. After going to Australia to find her parents, she returned to England two months later bringing with her the news that her parents had passed away in a car accident. Of course she blamed herself, no matter what anyone said, and the others had plenty to say. She couldn't deny the logic of their arguments, not Hermione, but matters such as this are not simple.
Over a period of months Hermione found her relationship with Ron deteriorating. Ron is not the most patient person on earth and eventually the words, 'pull yourself together Hermione' were heard yelled across the garden of the Burrow. Also heard were Hermione's sobs and the sudden pop of apperation. So this is where she found herself, in her parents garden thinking of all the things that could have been.
She heard the sound of someone apperating behind her but could not bring herself to lift her head. 'Please don't let it be Ron', she thought, in a despairing tone. 'Hermione', said the male voice behind her, 'Hermione, I heard what happened at the Burrow'. Hermione closed her eyes and concentrated on Harry's voice. It had been a while since she had seen him, avoiding him really. He reminded her of the reason she sent her parents way. 'Harry', she said, plastering a fake smile on her face, 'Its good to see you'. 'Don't give me that Hermione', Harry said, 'I'm the last person you want to see, I know that', he said , coming towards her. He stopped just in front of her and put his warm hands on her cheeks. 'Look Hermione, I know you are still healing and I didn't come here to nag you or get you to go back to the Burrow'. Hermione look at him surprised, 'why are you here Harry?'. Harry looked at her, holding her face in his hands, 'I need you to come back with me to Spinners End Hermione, to my parents house', 'We've got a problem Hermione, a big one, and it's to do with Draco Malfoy'.