Hey, I'm new! I hope you like my Harry Potter fanfiction, I hope I am making Jo proud! I am a huge potterhead and I just love Harry Potter so why not make a fanfiction, and I haven't see many approaches for harry potter fanfiction like I will be doing, this is the nineteen years between when the battle ends (last chapter in book 7) and when he has kids and a wife (epilogue)! So I um hope you like it, and leave any comments please!
Credits to Jo Rowling for the characters, ideas, and world of Harry Potter!
~Chellie
Two weeks after the battle at Hogwarts Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat on the school grounds under the tree that Harry's father used to sit. "So, we're heading to the burrow today eh?"
"Yeah, mum insists you two come with." Ron said.
Hermione looked at Ron hesitantly, "Ron, I would love to but-"
"Your parents." Ron finished, he and Harry both knew that Hermione had been secretly worried about them.
"Yes, I should try to get their memories back since um..." Hermione trailed off.
Harry nodded, "I suppose you should."
"You're going alone Hermione?" Ron asked.
Hermione nodded, "You two are off to the burrow this afternoon so yes I will be going alone."
"I can't let you do that. Voldemort may be dead but the deatheaters are still out there." Ron said, Harry was surprised that he said Voldemort instead of You-Know-Who like usual.
"Ron, they've fled and gone into hiding, don't worry about me."
"I'm coming with you." Ron stated.
"No, you know how much your family needs you especially right now. I won't allow it." Hermione told him off.
"But-"
"She's right Ron, you know it." Harry interjected.
Ron sighed deeply and stared into Hermione's brown eyes. "Fine." He muttered.
"Ron, we're about to leave." Charlie Weasley walked near the trio. Ron nodded and the three rose. The Hogwarts Castle was still being restored. For the most part it was nearly finished just needed more touch ups and protective spells so muggles would see nothing more than an old house and very few wizards could break the spells to get in.
The three followed Charlie to where the Hogwarts trains usually were stationed. There were many portkeys set up so the wizards could go home. Harry spotted the red headed family in an instant. "Hurry dears, the portkey leaves in three minutes." Mrs. Weasley called.
They hurried over to the Weasleys and the three only stared at each other."I suppose this is good-bye then-for now anyway?" Hermione broke the silence.
Harry and Ron nodded. Hermione elapsed them into a big hug and she pecked Ron on the lips. "Bye Hermione, send a portrounus if you need anything." Harry said when she released the boys.
"Bye Harry."
"Harry, go with her." Ron said suddenly. "I can't let her go alone."
"All right." Harry agreed, he did not want to upset Ron and he thought the Weasley family was best by themselves at their time of mourning. Harry himself was still aching with the pain of loss of Fred, Lupin, and Tonks and he could only imagine what it was like for Ron and his family.
"Good-bye everyone then," Harry said to the family, flashing a small smile at Ginny.
Hermione smiled reassuringly at Ron, "Bye Ron, I'll miss you."
"Bye, come to the burrow as soon as you can." Ron said.
"Come along Ron, it leaves in a few seconds." Arthur Weasley said softly. Ron grabbed onto the old tennis shoe and in a few seconds the red headed family disappeared.
Hermione took Harry by the arm and the two apparated. "Hermione where are we?" Harry asked as soon as they landed on a paved road.
"Australia." Hermione answered.
"Do you know where your parents might be?" Harry asked, he was full of questions. He knew she put a memory charm on her parents for them to think they were different people and that their ambition was to live in Australia, but where could they possibly be?
Hermione walked briskly down the sidewalk, it was a beautiful place. Skyscrapers surrounded them and the sky was a brilliant blue. They continued to walk into the heart of the city and Harry noticed that not everything was beautiful like he expected. A few of the skyscrapers were collapsed, causing a huge amount of destruction. Roads were blocked off because they were so cracked and demolished. Harry knew it was not just an accident that the city was wrecked, it was deatheaters and Voldemort. A lump formed in his throat as he thought about Voldemort and what he had done to so many. Thousands, perhaps millions died at his hands.
"Harry, come on." Hermione insisted, she stopped Harry from walking right into a glass door. Hermione entered the building. Harry followed her quickly.
"Where are we?" Harry asked.
"The library." Hermione stated. Harry couldn't help but smile. When in doubt go to the library. "I know they have computers here. I need to look up where my parents are."
"Right." Harry smiled at her. The room was filled with shelves of books, there were a row of desks where you could use a computer, and a large front desk in the corner where you could check out books. The two walked to the front desk.
"Hi, welcome. Can I help you with anything?" A middle aged woman asked with a fake cheerfulness.
"Yes, um could I use a computer?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, yes, it is five notes an hour." She smiled. Hermione had brought along a small wallet which she had placed an undetectable extendable charm on, since they had lost her purse in the war. She pulled out a few euros.
Hermione had to give the woman euros, and the woman had a small fit about it, but Hermione and Harry were able to "convince" her to take the euros. The two got a passcode to a computer and logged on. Hermione went to a site called google and searched Monica and Wendell Wilkins, the names that her parents thought they had.
The internet was rather slow and the computer was old, it was a while before it loaded and Hermione found out where her parents were living. "I've found it! I've found it Harry!" She hugged Harry quickly and scribbled down the address of the house that the Wilkins were living in.
It was dusk by the time Harry and Hermione had gotten back outside. They slept in a nearby park that night.
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