"We're moving, dear." Just like that Hermione's world came crashing down. She would have been a little sad but congratulated her parents for both getting promoted if it hadn't been for what the Healer in St. Mungo's had told her. In fact, she would've probably jumped up in happiness if it hadn't been for that Healer that Hermione, at the moment, disliked. She could remember it clearly in her head:

"Ms. Granger, is it?" the Healer asked. She was a fat, pasty lady with a fake smile. She was carrying a clipboard scrawled with messy handwriting.

Hermione nodded anxiously. "Yes, are my parents alright?"

"Yes. Yes. They're fine," she said with an air of annoyance, "It's just that I have some work for you to do." She studied the clipboard she was holding.

Hermione looked puzzled. "Yes?" The fat Healer looked at her thoroughly unimpressed. "You can't leave your home for a whole day, meaning your parents were under such a powerful spell that they could forget your whole existence if they don't see you for awhile. You must live with them for at least two years or live wherever you please and check in with them everyday."

Hermione's eyes widened, "I'm sorry. Did you say two years?" The lady scowled. "Yes."

After her parents had returned from St. Mungo's, she'd found the task to be easy. She visited the Burrow to see the Weasleys and Harry for most of her time but she mostly enjoyed seeing a very special Weasley. Ron. He hadn't asked her out yet and they hadn't discussed the kiss they shared during the Battle. So, their friendship continued without any interferences other than a few glances they stole and she didn't mind it except that she secretly wished to be more than friends with him. And now after her parents had told her they were moving, all she could think of was Ron. When he was bound to ask her out soon, her parents come and tell her they got promoted and were moving to Germany. She didn't even want to know how they got promoted as dentists.

All she knew was that she was moving away from the love of her life. She managed to smile at her parents as to not make them feel bad.

"Well, to tell you the truth, dear, we thought you'd be angry or sad to move away from your friends," her mother spoke.

"Oh no I'm really happy for you. Er- can you excuse me? I need to go tell them- Er- my friends," Hermione said forcing the smile to stay on her face. She shut the door of her home and Disapparated.

The door of the Burrow was ajar so she stepped in and her ears met much yelling and talking. She loved how the Weasleys could bounce back so fast after losing a family member only three months ago. She turned and entered the kitchen and found Harry playing with random chess pieces as if someone had abandoned him in the middle of a game. She looked at his sad face now and couldn't bear to imagine what it would look like when she told him she was moving.

"Hey Harry!" Hermione said as enthusiastically as she could. His eyes darted up at her face and smile lit up his.

"Hey! I was just playing chess with Ron but he ran off to yell at Ginny because he thinks she stole his broom. It was actually Percy," he added in a whisper.

Hermione nodded mischievously and took a seat next to him. "Er- Listen Harry. I have to tell you something," she started. He stared at her dumbfounded.

"Well you know how I have to stay with my parents and stuff, right?" He nodded.

"Well my parents got promoted, you see," she continued.

"Oh that's great, Hermione!" he smiled.

"Well yeah but the job is in Germany and my parents really want this job," she said slowly. His face fell. "Germany?" he repeated, "Oh. So, you're moving?"

She frowned and mumbled, "Yes." Harry stared at her uncertainly. "Er- did you tell Ron, yet? Oh you didn't," he said because she buried her face in her hands.

Unfortunately, Ron came padding down the stairs into the kitchen." I am really angry at Ginny," Ron said. He went and slipped onto the chair next to Harry. He noticed Hermione and jumped back up. "Hey! I didn't notice you there! I was wondering when you were coming. How're your parents?" he blurted and tripped on his way over to her. He knocked over the entire chessboard and a couple of plates, which shattered, off the counter. Harry snickered and muttered Reparo as Ron turned red. "Er-sorry about that. So what's up?" He finally sat on the counter and sheepishly smiled at her.

"Actually I was just telling Harry about them," she replied. He glanced at Harry questioningly and turned his attention back to Hermione. "Well?"

"My parents got promoted and the job is in Germany and since I have to stay with them because of their memories I have to move to Germany, too," she spilled in one breath.

Ron had a pained expression on his face. "You can't move! What about Hogwarts huh? What're you going to do then?" he yelled. Harry's eyes widened and he dropped the chessboard again in order to have an excuse not to listen. Hermione looked appalled. "I am moving after I finish Hogwarts and Ron I told you when I go to Hogwarts that Hogsmeade has arranged it so I can see them everyday after my classes," she answered.

"Why do you have to go back to school? Why can't you stay like Harry and me? Hermione you can't just move!" he yelled louder and made poor Harry jump so much that he slipped and crashed into the sink. Ron turned even redder at what he did and helped him up.

Hermione turned pink faintly, "You can't tell me what to do Ronald!" she said her voice rising, "I can make my own choices! And I've already told you a million times there is nothing you can do and stop me from going to Hogwarts!" Harry managed to return everything to its place and muttered, "I'll just go," but was stopped when both Ron and Hermione yelled, "NO! YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!" and shyly sat back down.

"Did you even think about me -Er- or Harry when you decided to move? Did you?" Ron continued arguing. Tears threatened to fall out of Hermione's eyes as she bellowed. "I thought about you both!" she lied knowing she only thought of Ron, "And I didn't decide to move. I have no choice. My parents are really excited about this offer. Unless you are suggesting that I tell them not to take it because my friend is sad I'm leaving..." her voice trailed off because she noticed Ron nod.

"HOW COULD YOU, RON? YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO THEM!" she bellowed and tears slid down her cheeks. She knew she was overreacting but didn't change her mind.

"HAVE YOU THOUGHT THIS THROUGH? I mean, you know, other than it being a great vacation opportunity?" he asked flustered. She assumed he thought it was a vacation for her.

"You think I'm going to have fun while I'm away from you? You actually think so?" she said looking slightly mad. "I never said that Hermione! I was just suggesting that you could possibly- I don't know talk to them!" he suggested.

"Do you realize how selfish you're being? It's an opportunity for both of them. Ronald, this isn't something they sell and I haggle for. You- that's not what I meant, Ron," she whispered noticing the look on his face at the word haggle.

"Oh I know what you meant. Hermione you're not even going to try to tell your parents. It doesn't matter to you! NONE OF THIS MATTERS TO YOU...!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. Harry didn't like where this was going and silently pleaded that they would finally admit their love for each other. Reality wasn't that kind.

"...I AM NEVER SPEAKING TO YOU AGAIN!" she yelled back to him. She exited through the door and slammed it. Harry meanwhile was trying to make himself invisible and immersed himself in the chess pieces.

"Well... that just... completely missed the point...," Ron voice cracked and Harry could've sworn he saw a tear go down his cheek.