Hermione remembered the day visibly.
She had ran to the store in a rush. Told her son and daughter she loved them and kissed Ron "good-bye".
"Mommy, can you get me a toy while you're out?" Her daughter asked.
"No, Rose, honey. Not today." She smiled and kissed her daughter's forehead. Something felt weird about going out that day. But she couldn't put her finger on it.
She apparated to the store and quickly began to buy the things she needed. Then she ran by a newspaper stand and bought a "Daily Prophet" and "Quibbler". She was always interested in what Luna and her father had to write.
She glanced at the "Daily Prophet" and the first words she read made her drop everything. Her things breaking.
"DEATH EATER ESCAPED"
A Death Eater's stall was found empty the day before he was supposed to meet his death with a Dementor. The Death Eater escaped Azkaban when a bolt struck the building and cracked the roof around him. He was able to pound it open and escape. The man's name is Amycus Carrow. Pay close attention for this man.
Below was a picture of the man. She recognized him. He obviously had been in the Battle of Hogwarts. She apparated so quickly home she almost splinched herself.
What she saw when she got there devastated her. Her house was engulfed in flames.
"RON!" She called bursting into the house that was collapsing overhead.
"Ron! Where are you?!" She yelled.
"Kids?!" She was panicking. She could barely breathe with all the smoke and the lump forming in her throat, "Where are you?!"
"Please! Please! Please be alive!" She said casting spells to put out the fire. The flames were gone and she found a note on her bedroom door.
You killed my leader. Now were even.
Even? She thought, What does he mean by that?
She twisted her still hot bedroom door handle, and the wood cracked as the charcoal rubbed off. She Couldn't stand what she saw. It was horrifying.
There sat her husband lifelessly in front of her son and daughter.
"NO!" She screamed. She began casting spells, doing anything. They could not die. They were all she had. They were all she needed. She could not let this happen. It couldn't happen. How would she ever go on?
