A/N: Hey everyone. I know I have an unfinished story on here but I just had to put this up and see if anyone liked it…I have so many ideas for this story so if you don't like this chapter I'll…I'll figure something out. Please review.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the plot!

Chapter One: Hermione's loss.

Hermione Granger walked through the darkening cemetery where her best friend had been laid to rest. She walked up to his grave, which was next to his parents. She placed a small bunch of white roses on the fresh earth next to the headstone that had been placed on the grave only recently. Tears stung the corners of her eyes, threatening to fall at any given moment. Even now, two weeks later, Hermione could not believe that Harry Potter had taken his own life. She had been there the day he pulled his wand on himself and muttered the killing curse that ended his short life. The memory of that day haunted Hermione in her dreams, dark rings around her eyes were a tell tale sign that she was deprived of sleep. She had also stopped going to work as well. A single tear fell down her cheek as she turned and walked away from his grave. Hermione was devastated beyond words. Harry Potter had not only been her best friend, he had also been her lover. For the last 5 years since leaving Hogwarts, Hermione and Harry had lived together, shared their lives with each other and had a child together. Lily Anne was now the only remaining Potter. Hermione was grateful to be blessed with a beautiful daughter who was just reaching her 4th birthday. She knew she had to be strong for her child and as painful as it was, Hermione had to let go of Harry.

Hermione walked away from the cemetery and headed for a deserted street so that she could apperate to the Burrow to pick up her daughter. Molly Weasley had offered to watch her so that Hermione could go to the cemetery. Molly was like Hermione's mother. Less than a year after she had finished at Hogwarts, Hermione's parent's died in a car accident and Hermione moved in with the Weasley's under Molly's orders. Molly wanted to keep and eye on her. Harry asked her to move into his tiny flat almost 2 months later and when Lily arrived 6 months later they moved to a nice two bedroom apartment 15 minutes from Ottery St Catchpole. Hermione had been staying with the Weasley's since Harry's death. She couldn't face being in the house and sleeping in the same room in which he had killed himself. Molly understood and had told Hermione that she could stay as long as she wanted.

Walking through the quiet town of Godric's Hollow, Hermione found a quiet street to apperate. She looked in every direction to make sure no one was watching and concentrated hard on her destination. With a loud crack, Hermione was standing outside The Burrow. The smell of Molly's cooking was wafting through the air and Hermione smiled knowing that this was going to be another delicious home cooked meal. Nobody looked up when Hermione walked in. She didn't mind though because it meant nobody could see her silent tears. Molly's voice rang out from the kitchen.

"Is that you Hermione dear?" she called.

"Yes Molly. I'll be in there soon, just need to wash my hands." Hermione called back from the stairs. She rushed up to the bathroom. Instead of washing her hands, Hermione splashed the ice-cold water over her face. She stood there for a few moments, staring at her reflection before drying her face and heading back down to the kitchen.

"What can I do to help?" Hermione asked. As much as she asked, Molly wouldn't let her help but Hermione tried every night anyway.

"Nothing. Like I have told you, I cook around here. You get to look after that gorgeous daughter of yours." Molly smiled kindly.

"Yeah I know. How was she today?"

"Same as everyday these last 2 weeks. Missing her…" Molly stopped talking and looked at Hermione sadly.

"It's ok Molly. I need to know this to help her heal as well. Where is she?"

"Out in the field with Fred, George and Ginny. They are having a nice game of quidditch."

"Oh. Well I might go find them. Seeing as though you wont let me do anything."

"That's right. Go find your daughter. Dinner is almost ready anyway so can you get them to all come and wash their hands?"

"Yeah sure. Thanks Molly."

"For what dear?"

"Everything. Looking after Lily and me like you are. Taking us in and feeding us, giving us somewhere to stay…I can't imagine what it would be like sleeping in that…" Hermione's voice faulted a little. Molly walked over to her and embraced her. Before Hermione knew what was happening, the protective wall she had built crumbled and she began sobbing uncontrollably.

"That's the way. Let it out let it all out. No point bottling it up now. You have to grieve as well Hermione."

"B-but I-I have t-to be st-strong for L-Lily." Hermione said through her sobs.

"Yes but you also have to grieve yourself. Your no good to Lily if you become some angry woman now are you?"

"I-I guess not."

Once the tears had subsided, Hermione thanked Molly again and set off to the far field to find her daughter. She heard angry yells as she neared the fence surrounded by trees. She recognised one of them as Ginny's.

"How could you loose her? What if Hermione found out? She has just lost her boyfriend; imagine if she lost her daughter just because you two thought it would be fun to take her farther than what Hermione told you? If I hadn't come after you who knows what would've happened." Ginny yelled. Hermione rounded the trees and came into the clearing. Lily rushed over to hug her mother. Hermione picked her up and stared angrily at Fred and George.

"What's this I hear about you two loosing my daughter?" Hermione said angrily.

"Hermione!" said Fred in surprise.

"Don't you Hermione me Fred Weasley!" Hermione cried sounding rather like Molly, "answer my question."

"The thing is Lily wanted to so we…"

"Lily is four years old. I am her mother and I specifically asked you to stay within these yards. Where did you take her?" Hermione spat angrily at them while checking to make sure Lily wasn't hurt in any way.

"They took her over the hill Hermione." Ginny said glaring at the twins who were staring at Hermione in shock because of the way Hermione was yelling at them.

"WHAT? There are deadly creatures over there. How could you be so irresponsible?" Hermione glared at Fred and George before storming back to the Burrow, carrying Lily and closely followed by Ginny whom Hermione was ignoring.

"Mione…Hermione wait. HERMIONE!" Ginny called. Hermione spun around glaring at Ginny.

"What?" she snapped.

"Whoa Hermione. If I hadn't come to play Quidditch after I finished helping mum, Lily would still be out there. They got off the brooms and Lily ran into the woods."

Ginny said hurriedly, trying to explain what happened.

"Don't go blaming my daughter for what those to idiots did!"

"I'm not blaming Lily. She wouldn't have run off if the twins didn't take her over there in the first place."

"How did you find her?"

"I used a spell that mum taught me. It points you in the direction of whatever you have lost or what you are looking for."

"I'm sorry I snapped. Fred and George just made me so angry!"

"No need to apologise Mione. If I was you I would have snapped as well."

Hermione smiled at Ginny who smiled back. Hermione let Lily go and took hold of her hand. The three females walked into the Burrow through the kitchen door. Molly was standing over the stove checking that the food was all cooking properly. Hermione left Ginny with her mum and went up stairs to wash the dirt that always seemed to appear on her active four year old.

"Mummy why were you yelling at Uncle Fred and Uncle George?" Lily asked.

"Because they took you to a place that Mummy doesn't want you to go."

"But I asked them to take me to them woods." Lily said defensively.

"I know but there are animals that might hurt you in there. When you are older you can go."

"Ok Mummy." Lily smiled at her mother and let Hermione wash her face and hands. They went back to the kitchen and Lily went into the lounge room to play a game of exploding snap with Ron. He was great with her and always let her win.

Hermione busied herself by setting the table and ignored Fred and George when they walked in. She shot them both a dirty look to let them know not to come near her. Instead they went into the lounge room to play with Ron and Lily.

Dinner that night was unusually quiet. Fred and George didn't make their usual comments and Hermione didn't talk at all.

"Hermione dear can you help me with the dishes?" Molly asked when everyone had finished dessert, (Blueberry pie and Ice-cream.).

"Yeah sure." Hermione replied. Everyone else went off to do their own thing and Ginny took Lily upstairs to take a bath. Hermione cleared the table and grabbed a tea towel as Molly started washing up. Hermione stayed silent until Molly asked her what was wrong.

"I saw you give the twins a look when they walked in earlier. Did they do something to you?" she asked. Hermione looked at Molly and sighed.

"They did do something. They took my daughter over the hill and she ran off into the woods. Who knows what would have happened to her if Ginny hadn't gone out there to play Quidditch with them. It was the spell you taught her that found Lily."

"I'll kill them. I swear I will. Those two are more trouble than they are worth." Molly said through gritted teeth, "Is Lily ok?" she added in a much warmer tone.

"Yeah she is fine. Ginny was blasting the boys when I got there and I had a few words to say to them myself."

"No wonder they were quiet." Molly said in a tone that told Hermione she had done the right thing, "I am going to say something to them later."

"No. Don't worry about it. I told them off and I'm not leaving Lily with them again." Hermione told her.

"So you shouldn't. I will still be having my words with them. They are completely out of control. Taking a four year old into those dangerous woods…honestly I don't know where I went wrong with those two."

Molly and Hermione finished the rest of the dishes in silence. It wasn't late but Hermione was tired. Molly had given Hermione and Lily Percy's old room and being 8:30pm, it was way past Lily's bedtime so Hermione took her freshly bathed daughter upstairs to get her ready for bed. Ever since Harry had died, Hermione had been letting Lily sleep with her. There was a double bed and a single bed in Hermione's new room but the single bed was only ever used if Lily got tired during the day. Hermione locked the bedroom door and walked over to the bed where she pulled back the covers and lifted Lily into it. Being short like her mother, Lily couldn't quite get her legs up and need the help. They snuggled in together and Hermione extinguished the torches with a quick wave of her wand. Soon both mother and daughter were fast asleep.

Hermione woke early the next morning. Lily was still asleep. She got out of bed quietly so as not to wake her daughter and grabbed her towel so she could have a shower. Most of the Weasley's were treading on eggshells around her like she was a time bomb that could explode at any minute. Molly was even doing it and Hermione hated it. They all thought she was some lost poor girl because of what Harry had done. Fred and George were the only ones who weren't acting any different. Hermione thanked them in her mind for that. When they took Lily over the hill, Hermione had of course been angry but at the same time she was grateful that they did. It showed her that they weren't going to act different just because her boyfriend, the man she loved had left this world.

Hermione had a quick shower, got dressed and went back to check on Lily. She was still asleep so Hermione made her way downstairs to have some breakfast. Molly was in the kitchen as usual. Hermione went over to the sink where Molly was standing and started helping her prepare their usual breakfast of bacon and eggs. Hermione liked Molly's cooking but she thought nothing compared to the food at Hogwarts. In her 7th and final year at the Wizarding School, Hermione had given up her organization, S.P.E.W. It had gone nowhere and she realised there was more to life then trying to free house elves when they didn't want to be freed. Dobby had been the exception, although he had received the worst treatment while he had been the Malfoy's house elf. Hermione thought that had he been serving a kinder wizarding family, he might not have taken to being a free house elf as well.

"How are you feeling today dear?" Molly asked kindly. Hermione took a few seconds to answer.

"Oh well…there is one thing I wanted to talk to you about." Hermione said truthfully.

"What is it dear?"

"Well…I was just wondering…everyone seems to be treating me like a time bomb. I know I just lost Harry but everyone else did as well. I may have been his girlfriend and the mother of his child but you were like his mother and I know he thought of you as one."

"Really. Harry thought of me as a mother? I never knew, bless him."

"Molly. Why is everyone walking around on eggshells?"

"Hermione dear. We just weren't sure how to act around you."

"Well act normal. It is making me more depressed with the way everyone is acting."

"Ok Hermione dear. I will tell everyone to act normal. I expect they will want to."

"Thankyou. I just want to get over…forget about it. I know I have to grieve and I will but I can't do it while everyone is acting like this."

"I am sorry dear."

"That's ok. You didn't know how to act and I understand that. I would've been the same had I been in your position."

"Well like I said, I will tell everyone to behave like themselves."

Hermione smiled and started to set the table. Molly gave her a quick look and disappeared up the stairs. She came back down a few minutes later and gave Hermione a look that told her she had just told the Weasley's to all act normal, which they did and Hermione was extremely grateful to them all. She went upstairs when the Weasley family had come down for breakfast and woke up her daughter. Lily was a little pale when Hermione woke her but as she had a cold Hermione wasn't that worried. Mother and Daughter went down to the kitchen for breakfast and spent an enjoyable day helping Molly prepare for the upcoming Easter celebrations.

A/N: Hey well this chapter was fairly long but it needed to be...I hope people like this story...I have finished typing my other one, The Great Battle and I'm currently writing the sequel to it. The idea for this one just popped into my head one day so I started typing it...Please Review.