Hermione had her white beaded bag packed with everything she knew she would need while in Australia. She had only a couple of weeks before she would have to return to England in order to prepare for their final year at Hogwarts. It was going to be difficult to find her parents, and even harder to restore their memories. But she was determined to do it.

She stood in the room that she shared with Ginny and stared at herself in the mirror. This war had changed her a lot and not necessarily in a good way. But she was going to change that. She would overcome the feeling of loss. Yes, they won the war, but she still felt as though loss accompanied everyone.

"Hey Hermione, breakfast is ready. You'll want to get a nice big meal in before you depart." Ginny had entered the room to find out what Hermione was doing. Hermione turned to her and smiled.

"I'm coming, thanks Ginny." Hermione followed her friend out of the bedroom and downstairs where all of the Weasleys were gathered, plus Harry and Sirius.

"So you've got everything you need now, Dear?" Molly Weasley asked Hermione with a warm smile.

"Yes, Mrs. Weasley. I've got everything packed and ready to go." Hermione smiled at the elder witch and sat down with everybody at the table. Omelets and biscuits and other breakfast foods covered the table, and everybody dug into their meals.

Once the meal was over, Hermione stood from the table. Everybody turned to look at her, and she managed a small nervous smile. "I'll be going now. I can't lose anymore time. Thank you all for your support. It is much appreciated."

"No problem, Hermione. Let us know if you need anything," Harry said while he embraced the young witch. Ron took his turn in embracing her as well and then she walked out of the back door of The Burrow. Once she was far enough away, she disapparated, wondering if she would have enough time to save her parents.

She arrived along the edge of a wood, near a crowded park. She knew that this would be a good place to start looking, because this was where she had intended for her parents to be. She moved closer toward the crowd so as to blend in and not be noticed. Then she began walking toward the city. She had already knew what city they were in. It was the city she had ingrained into their memories when she modified them. As far as where exactly they would be living, she wasn't quite sure.

She found a small hotel called The Rosewood Hotel and checked into it. It was getting late in Australia and she didn't want to cause suspicion for being out at night. When she got into her room, she began summoning things from her bag. She used the provided table in her room to sprawl out all kinds of potions and charms books as well as potion supplies such as sage and mint. The light in the room flickered for a quick moment and Hermione's attention was drawn to a book next to the telephone on the bedside table. A phonebook. Hermione quickly got up and opened it, searching for the names of her parents.

Wendell Williams. Three-hundred and fifty-one Adella Plaza was two blocks away from the hotel. Hermione felt a smile creep up on her face. She couldn't help but feel a prickle of hope and delight. She got pretty far in just her first few hours in Australia. Approaching them would be the hard part.

Hermione sighed and decided to get on an Australian sleeping schedule by taking a sleeping draught. She would be ready to take the next step tomorrow morning.