Hermione Granger-Weasley slowly opened her eyes as she felt her husband Ron roll out of bed and make his way to the bathroom for a shower before he left for work as an auror.
She gave a yawn as she stretched her body she too got up, but headed instead towards the kitchen as she began to make breakfast for the two of them and their two small children, Rose, and Hugo.
As Hermione was filling her and Ron's plate with food she began to mentally plan her day. Hermione loved her job as the head of the department of magical law enforcement, but she was happy to have her weekends to herself, and she along with Rose and Hugo were going into Diagon alley today to shop for Rose's Hogwarts supplies for her first year.
She was so lost in thought that she failed to notice Ron entering the kitchen herding Rose, and Hugo into their seats at the kitchen table.
"Thanks for breakfast Mione," said Ron as he took a piece of bacon and chewed it thoughtfully looking at her day dreaming smile.
"So Hermione, you're taking the kids into Diagon alley today?" asked Ron, as he finished his breakfast and drank down a glass of pumpkin juice.
"Yes, we'll be picking up Rose's school supplies for Hogwarts" Hermione replied smiling at Rose, ignoring Hugo's frown at her words.
"Ow" yelped Rose. "Mom, Hugo is kicking me"
"Hugo, please don't kick your sister," scolded Hermione sternly.
"Listen to your mother Hugo, or we'll invite Auntie Muriel over for dinner tonight" Ron threatened, trying to hold back a smile.
"No" cried both Rose, and Hugo together looking like a deer caught in the gaze of a car's headlights.
"Actually, I just thought of something Mione" Ron said slowly glancing at Hugo, then Hermione. "I'll be at the ministry all day, what if I take Hugo to work with me today?"
"You know, that might be a good idea, what do you think Hugo, would you be interested in going to work with your father?" Said Hermione after several minutes, Hugo nodded enthusiastically.
"Then it's settled, I'll take Hugo to work with me, while you take Rosie shopping" said Ron, mussing Rose's curly red hair.
Rose squealed in protest, Hugo giggled, and Hermione rolled her eyes.
Ron stood up from the table, carried his plate over to the sink, Hugo followed his father, they both said their good byes before Ron took Hugo's hand and dissapparated.
Hermione turned her attention to her daughter Rose and smiled as Rose was grinning ear to ear. "I guess we should get going to, before it gets too busy with other families doing their own shopping, best go get ready now Rose, I'll just clean up here, and I'll meet you at the fireplace.
Twenty minutes later Rose and Hermione had floo'd to Leaky Cauldron, waved hello to Hannah Abbott, now the owner of the always busy, never empty pub. They made their way through the crowd to a large brick wall, Hermione tapped her wand on several of the aging bricks, which caused the wall to shift and melt away revealing Diagon Alley.
"So Rose, what supplies would you like to get first, your books, potion supplies, or your wand?" Hermione asked looking down at Rose, who began tugging Hermione by the arm towards Olivanders.
Hermione quickly told Rose that they would have to make a quick stop at Gringotts before anything else. She also noticed that a small crowd of about thirty wizards and witches was beginning to form near the entrance to Knockturn Alley, but she ignored it, as she walked up the steps and into Gringotts.
It was very crowded inside Gringotts, and it took Hermione longer than she had expected to stay in the company of Goblins who to this day had never completely forgiven Her, Ron and Harry for breaking into the Lestrange vault and release the dragon from within.
After leaving Gringotts, Hermione took Rose to get all her schoolbooks and a wand.
"Mom, can I have an Owl?" asked Rose as they walked through the crowds.
"Sure Honey, I think we have enough left to get you an owl" Hermione replied, as she began counting out the remaining gold in her purse. As Hermione and Rose approached the magical menagerie, the front door opened suddenly and an elderly woman forcefully tossed a young woman wearing a long tattered midnight blue cloak out the door, the young women fell in a heap to the ground.
"I've got enough animals in my shop young lady, and I certainly do not require another one working for me" snarled the elderly shop keeper. The old woman turned her head catching sight of Hermione, and Rose. Her snarl quickly turned into a very tender smile "do come in, I welcome all first year students attending Hogwarts, would you like an owl or a cat, perhaps a toad?"
Rose was about to ask the woman for an owl, but it was Hermione who spoke first, anger barely contained.
"Well we were going to purchase an owl from you, but after watching you treat someone applying for a job, I think we shall take our business elsewhere."
The old woman spluttered with indignity.
"But I, surely, but she is just a werewolf."
Hermione glanced down at the young woman who had not moved.
"I'll have you know that I am head of the magical law enforcement, I am also an avid supporter of equal rights for non magical folks, as well as any witch or wizard suffering from lycanthrope."
The old woman said nothing, but glared at Hermione and the young woman before returning to her store. Hermione and Rose slowly approached the young woman, who had only now had just gotten to her feet, making sure that her hood was still covering her face.
"Are you okay?" Hermione asked slowly reaching out and putting a hand on the woman's shoulder. The woman pulled away once she felt Hermione's hand, hermione quickly withdrew her hand just as quick Rose looked on nervously, as she clung to her mother.
"I'm fine Herrmione, just fine, thank you," said the cloaked woman her voice cracking.
Hermione's eyes widened when the woman spoke, her voice seemed so familiar.
"Lavender?" asked Hermione.
Lavender brought her hands up to the hood over her head but paused before removing it.
"You might ask your daughter to turn around or close her eyes, I'm not a very pretty sight," she said slowly.
"Rose has read all about lycanthrope" Hermione replied.
Lavender slowly removed her hood, her once bright blonde hair was now no longer shiny, but dirty and unkempt. Lifting her head to face Hermione and her daughter, Lavender could not help the small gasp Hermione gave at the sight of the scars that ran down half of her face, the scars Fenrir Greyback had given her during the battle of Hogwarts, thirteen years prior