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Hermione Granger could clearly remember the times as a young child when summer meant everything to her. Summer was the time for friends, swimming, and family. Not that she had many friends at home, but her family was more than enough for her.
That all changed when she got her letter to attend Hogwarts. Her parents and she had never been so elated about anything before. Then, as the years drew on, she was able to make her first real friends. Now Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley meant everything in the world to her. She would gladly lie her life down for them, and in fact on multiple occasions she had.
Now the summer was a nuisance to Hermione. She loved seeing her parents, but despised being away from her two best friends. She missed them so terribly, especially after what they just went through.
The dark lord is dead. It seems such a happy thing, and it is happy. Yet… now what? They all planned to return for their missed seventh year after the summer, but what about after that? All three of them believed there deaths were a certainty, so none had worried much about their future. Now the world was staring them in the fact and they all seemed frozen.
Summer was almost over though, and for Hermione Granger that meant the world.