Another muggle family murdered.

Her family was going to be tortured soon if she didn't act.

She stared at the paper and lay it on her bed.

"Hermione, tea's ready, darling." A voice said.

"Coming mum!" Hermione said with a quiver in her voice.

She was going to have to do this.

She grabbed her wand and walked slowly down the stairs.

"I don't understand.. why we have to leave?" A boy said.

"Because.." The older man grunted. "It's not safe for us here anymore."

A boy with spectacles and a lightning-bolt scar looked out the window.

Bonnie and Chica were discussing over Freddy's negative behaviour ever since that whispy black cloud had dissolved around him.

"RON!" A voice shouted from the Burrow.

An orange headed teenager turned to see his mother,

"Tell your father supper's nearly ready!"

He silently nodded and looked back at the fields.

"Obliviate." Hermione said, holding her wand up to her parents.

She looked around.

She was vanishing in the photos.

Her parents weren't Mr and Mrs Granger anymore. They were Mr and Mrs Wilkins.

They were going to Australia.

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Dudley awkwardly said a farewell to Harry

"I don't think you're a waste of space." He said before departing.

Vernon, Petunia and Dudley left Harry on his own.

Without a word.

Hermione left what was once the Granger's residence and walked up the street.

She was going to accompany Harry on his hunt for horcruxes.