The Other Grangers

by crazygrl2interesting

This is set about a year after the end of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. It is the story of Hermione and what she finds when she goes back to Australia to find her parents.

1. Prologue

A/N: Hey this is my first fanfic so please read and review. Thanks, I appreciate it, and I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry, Hermione, Ginny or any real people or places mentioned. Those lovely characters above named belong to the lovely J.K. Rowling, if she were to give them to me then I would let you know but until then they're all hers.

Hermione P.O.V.

It had been two years since I bewitched my parents and sent them to Australia. Now that I was a legal adult, I had a choice to make. The world was safe forever from Voldemort and I knew that if I were to reverse the spells and tell them everything, they would be more than proud of the part I played in his downfall. I thought about the other option too, though. What if I let them be and lived my life completely in the wizarding world? I might miss them, but what if they had gotten used to their life? They wouldn't get to tell me how proud they were that I had saved the world, but they wouldn't have to think about the danger I had been in either. I though about that option a lot. Harry discouraged me from it, knowing what it felt like not to have parents. Ron saw the benefits of not having any, but said it was my decision. At most I thought they would be content with their lives. I never thought they would have anything that would make them need to stay in Australia without me.

I decided to go spy on them. I know that sounds bad, but I had to go see how they were doing before I could make my decision. I told Ron, Harry, and Ginny about my plan. The boys didn't seem terribly interested in the whole "waiting to decide" part of the plan. Harry did offer me his cloak though, and Ron offered to at least come with me to the suburb where I left my parents without actually going to see them. Ginny looked at Ron suspiciously then offered to come, whether it meant leaving with Ron or not. After a long stare from Ginny, Harry agreed to come as far as Ron was. It was finally decided that we would all go to the town, stopping somewhere near my parents' house where Ginny and I would leave the boys. She and I would continue on to the house with the cloak. We were to leave the following Monday, just four days away, so that we would have time to make all the necessary arrangements. Then, we would wait.