Author's Note: D.I.C. (originally the Drapery and General Importing Company of New Zealand Ltd) really was a department store chain and has since closed.
11 December 2000, Wellington, North Island, New Zealand
"Harry?" The line was a little staticky and she could barely hear him. "Can you hear me?"
"Yes. . . here. . . 'ione. I. . . 'n. . . 'ou."
She pulled her mobile away as a large pop sounded in her ear. After a moment, she moved her phone back. "I have some news to tell everyone and I'd like for you to get everyone together, so I can tell you all at once."
"When?" Harry's voice came through better after the large crackle.
"Whenever you can get everyone together," she replied. "Bill and Charlie are with me, so you don't need to worry about them."
"Okay."
"Once you have a day, let me know and we'll have to talk via Skype. You have access to my parents home, so you can use that and not worry about magical interference."
"Is your internet still set up there?"
"No, but once you have a date, I'll call Jack next door and he'll let you use his for a little while."
"You sure?"
Hermione laughed. "Yes, I'm sure. He owes me, so I'll just call in what he owes."
"What did you do for him?"
"Saved his arse from his parents more times than he'll ever want to admit."
"Ah."
"Yeah." She paused for a moment. "Oh, and you won't have to worry about electricity since we have a generator in the garage. You'll just have to turn it on."
Harry laughed. "You do realise that all of this Muggle technology will make Mr Weasley very happy."
Hermione grinned even though she knew Harry couldn't see. "And it will drive Molly nuts, but it's the easiest way. I can explain how to turn on the generator when we have a date."
"Okay," Harry paused for a moment. "Is everything okay? Have you found your parents?"
"Everything is fine, Harry. And no, I haven't found them yet, but we've got a new lead of Bill's that has led us to New Zealand which, is where we've been for the past week. I'll go into more detail when we talk with everyone else."
"Okay," Harry replied. "If you're sure."
"I promise, Harry. Just shoot me an email when you have a date."
"I will."
"Thank you, I really appreciate it."
"Of course, Hermione. It's good to hear from you."
"You too. I hate to do this, but I've got to go. We'll catch up more in a couple days."
"Sounds good. Talk to you soon."
"Bye."
The line went dead and Hermione closed her mobile. She continued to sit on her hotel room bed for a moment before she got up and headed into the living room of the small suite they had been given this time since it was the only available place in the hotel.
Charlie looked up as she entered. "How'd it go?"
She shrugged. "Fine. Harry is going to get everyone together and let me know when we can chat with them. I told him the best way would be for them to go to my parents' home and we can Skype with them there, so that's going to thrill your father."
Bill laughed. "I'm pretty sure we'll still find our father there whenever we go back to England after we find your parents."
"Mum will drag him home at some point," Charlie reminded him.
"True." Bill studied Hermione for a few moments. "Everything okay?"
"I think Harry suspects that something is up," she answered. "I tried to reassure him that everything is okay, but I don't think he believed me."
Bill stood up and walked over to her, taking her hands in his before pulling her into his arms. "None of us have told anyone that we're together, so how could he suspect anything?"
"Harry may not always be the most observant person in the world, but how often does someone ask to speak with the whole Weasley family and not have some kind of big news?" Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head upon his shoulder. "He knows I haven't found my parents yet and that you are with me, so he could put two and two together and come up with four."
A hand sliding through her hair brought her attention to Charlie who was standing next to them. "If he figures it out then we'll deal with it at that time. Right now, we have more dental offices to hunt down."
"I can't thank Zoe enough for the list she gave us," Hermione said as she stepped back to look at them. "It will take some time to get through them all, but it's better than nothing."
"This is just the North Island, correct? And mostly Wellington and surrounding areas?"
"Yes," Hermione answered. "She said it might be a couple days before she hears back from her cousin since he will have to put together a list."
"Do you think it's possible that he will actually know your parents or where they are now?"
Hermione looked at Bill. "It's possible, but the chances of that are not that great, especially if they've moved on from here as well." She frowned. "If that's the case, then I fear we may never find them."
"Don't think like that, Mi. We'll find your parents and if it takes us forever to find them, then we'll take that long," Charlie stated.
Hermione raised an eyebrow, a grin spreading across her face. "With two little ones in tow?"
She watched as both of their faces lit up in excitement at the reminder that she was pregnant with their children. They had both reassured her that they didn't care who the father was and that they would both be there for her and the babies.
Charlie reached out and placed his hand over her abdomen, a goofy smile twisting his lips. Bill reached for her and tilted her head up to press his lips against hers.
Just before his lips touched Hermione's, he whispered, "Thank you."
Hermione's eyes widened, not expecting those words, but Bill's kiss stopped any questions she had darting through her brain. She grasped one of Bill's upper arms.
Charlie chuckled at her expression and he leant forward to murmur in her ear, "I agree with my brother in thanking you, but I think what he meant to say was that we're both slowly falling in love with you. It started well before we found out about these two."
He slid his hand down her abdomen and pressed his fingers against her clit through the heavy fabric of her denims.
Hermione broke her kiss with Bill.
In response, he started trailing his lips across her soft, pale skin.
"I thought you both wanted to take it slow," Hermione moaned. "To see where things go between us."
"We never said anything about going slow, just that we wanted to see where things go between us." Charlie chuckled as he continued to stimulate her clit. "But let's face it, Mi, we all know that we'll stay together—" he winked at her, "—and it won't be because of our children."
Bill sucked hard on her neck for a moment before releasing her and looking into her eyes. His pupils were dark with lust. "No, there's definitely more to it than you carrying our children."
Charlie reached for the hem of her shirt and tugged on it. Hermione helped him pull it up and off her. "One of the many things we love about you is your beautiful, sexy body."
Bill slid his hands over the now exposed flesh of her upper body. He trailed the tips of his fingers across her lower abdomen. "And we cannot wait to see how your body changes as our children grow inside you."
"I'll be big and fat and look like a whale," Hermione grumbled. "And it will be the fault of both of you."
Charlie grinned wolfishly. Bill smirked.
"And I see that neither of you are sorry about that."
"Watching you swell with our children and seeing you become even more beautiful every day is something we're both looking forward to," Bill said.
"And knowing that they're ours is a very heady thought," Charlie added.
"You both are enjoying this far too much." Hermione laughed.
"Can you blame us? The woman we're falling in love with is pregnant and I have a feeling that you might enjoy the changes that are in your future, too."
"Just wait until your hormones kick in and you're insatiable when it comes to sex." Charlie wagged his eyebrows.
Bill and Hermione turned to look at Charlie.
"And how do you know this, Char? Any other children we should know about?"
Charlie laughed and shook his head. "No, no other little ones, but when you live on a reserve that has both male and female keepers, some of whom are married to each other, not a whole lot gets missed." He smirked. "Especially when the female in question isn't exactly the quietest of people."
"Actually," Hermione said. "That is one of the things my Healer mentioned before you both came into the room was that I might notice an increase in my libido over the next few months."
"And now?"
Hermione looked at Charlie. "What about now?"
He leant forward and trailed his lips along her neck. "Are you feeling frisky?"
Her eyes fluttered closed as she tilted her head to the side to give him better access. "When it comes to you two, I'm always feeling frisky."
"That's what we love to hear," Bill said as he slid a hand behind her back and easily unclasped her bra. He guided the soft, cottony material over her shoulders and down her arms.
Charlie reached up and tweaked the nipple closest to him, causing Hermione to moan deeply. "Charlie, please."
He pulled back and looked down at her, grinning. "What, Mi? What do you want me to do? Us to do?"
"I don't kn—" She trailed off and arched her back when Bill wrapped his lips around her other nipple. Hermione tangled her hands in his long red hair as he kneeled before her.
"If you don't know what you want then how can we help you?" Charlie chided.
Hermione huffed out a breath. "Charlie."
Both wizards chuckled, the vibrations rippling over her skin.
"Do you want us to fuck you?"
She shook her head.
Charlie raised an eyebrow before his eyes lit up in realisation. "No, no fucking for you today."
Releasing her nipple, Bill sat back on his heels and stared in surprise at his brother. "What? Have you lost your marbles? If you don't want Hermione today, that's fine, but I'm not going to—"
Charlie looked down at Bill as he let his hands roam Hermione's torso. "I never said anything about stopping, just that there wouldn't be any fucking today. No," he looked back up at Hermione who was looking at him with a glazed look. He slid a hand into her hair. "Today Hermione deserves to be cherished and made love to."
While she enjoyed their voices, Hermione was done talking. "If you two don't stop talking, I will take care of myself."
Charlie grinned. "I see you've made up your mind."
She tugged on their hair. "Bill, back to what you were doing and, Charlie?"
His grin deepened. "Yes, love?"
She didn't respond as she pulled him in for a deep kiss, not wanting to waste any more time.
Bill watched as they kissed for a moment before quickly removing his shirt and pressing his lips against her abdomen. His brother was right; it was a heady thought knowing their children were growing just below where he was kissing. He breathed deeply, moaning at the scent of Hermione's arousal he could smell even through her jeans. Needing more, he made quick work of removing her trousers and slid her knickers down at the same time and helped her step out of both garments. He buried his face between her legs, taking in even more of her scent.
Hermione moaned against Charlie's mouth as she grasped Bill's hair again.
Bill lifted one of her legs over his shoulder as he sucked her clit into his mouth. He could already tell how ready she was and knew that with a few key touches he and Charlie would have her falling into the abyss in no time.
As he slid two long fingers between her wet folds, she grasped onto his shoulder with her other hand and moaned.
He looked up to see her staring down at him with lust filled eyes. Charlie had stepped back for a moment to quickly remove his own clothing before he moved back to her side and dipped his head to latch onto one of her breasts.
"More," she demanded.
Not needing to be told twice, both wizards worked together to quickly bring Hermione to the brink and flying right over the edge.
"Yes!" She hissed, her head thrown back and long, wild curls cascading down her back as she shuddered between them.
Once she released her grip on his hair and shoulder, Bill slid his fingers from inside her and let her leg fall off his other shoulder. He licked his fingers as he stood up. Once they were clean, he removed his own jeans as Charlie continued to place kisses across her flushed skin.
"You're so sexy when you come," Charlie murmured, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.
"And you taste absolutely delicious," Bill added as he stepped towards them. He reached for her and pulled her in for a kiss, letting Hermione taste herself on his lips.
Their first time together both wizards had shown her a side of herself she would have never expected. She loved tasting herself mixed with either of her wizards and she deepened their kiss, taking everything Bill was offering her. Sliding her hands over their chests, she broke her kiss with Bill and took control.
"Bill, on the couch," she ordered. Hermione smirked, sliding her hand down his brother's chest. "And you, Charlie, follow me."
"Yes, ma'am."
Bill smirked and quickly complied with her request. He settled himself on the couch and slowly stroked his cock as he watched Hermione lead his brother over to where he sat. Her ink-stained fingers wrapped around Charlie's wide cock.
"I never thought I'd enjoy being led around by my cock, but fucking hell, this feels good."
Bill laughed at Charlie's words but didn't say anything as Hermione stopped in front of him.
"I know you, Charlie, you just like feeling my fingers wrapped around your cock."
"I definitely won't deny that."
She released his cock and looked up at him through her lashes. "I want you to fuck me while I suck Bill off."
Charlie moaned. "I thought you'd never ask."
Hermione grinned and turned back to look at Bill, he was watching her through hooded eyes as she still slowly stroked his long cock. She dropped to her knees and placed her hands on his thighs.
Charlie kneeled behind her, quickly sliding a hand between her legs.
Hermione closed her eyes, enjoying Charlie's ministrations for a moment before, she leant forward and taking his cock in her hand.
Bill twined his hands into her wild hair, guiding her closer.
She gave a playful swipe of her tongue to the tip of his cock before she wrapped her lips around the head.
He moaned as her warm mouth surrounded him.
She quickly started bobbing her head up and down over him.
"That's it, Mi. Suck his cock."
Hermione whimpered around him.
Bill glanced up at his brother to see Charlie licking her juices from his fingers. Wicked brown eyes met his own blue ones, as his brother aligned his cock with Hermione's entrance and steadily pushed inside her.
Hermione moaned around Bill's cock and redoubled her efforts.
Charlie started thrusting into her and soon the trio was speeding towards completion.
Bill was caught off guard as his orgasm suddenly took him by surprise. His cock twitched in Hermione's hand as she swallowed around him.
"That's sexy as hell," Charlie grunted as he continued to thrust. He bent over her and pressed his thumb against her clit.
Hermione pulled back from him and breathed heavily as her own orgasm was quickly approaching. Leaning forward, Bill reached forward to play with her breasts.
"Yes! Bill! Charlie!" Hermione screamed as she shattered a second time.
"Fuck!" Charlie groaned as her pussy clamped down on his cock, taking him over the edge with her.
The three stayed there panting as they tried to calm their breathing.
"Gods, you're brilliant," Bill sighed.
"She is," Charlie agreed. "A brilliant mind, sexy as hell hair, a radiant smile, and the sex isn't too bad either."
Hermione huffed out a laugh at Charlie's words. "If you're trying to get me to agree to stay with you, you're doing a wonderful job of it."
"Glad to know it's working, Smarts." Bill pulled her up into his arms. "But the thing we love most about you is your loyalty and your passion for those you care for."
"Definitely your best quality," Charlie commented as he joined them on the couch.
Hermione blushed. "Thank you."
16 December 2000, Wellington, North Island, New Zealand
Hermione sat between Bill and Charlie nervously twisting the Hem of her shirt.
Bill reached out and grasped her hands to still them. "Everything will be okay. Everyone will be happy for us."
"Until they find out about these two," Hermione replied as she pointed to her abdomen where their children were growing. "Molly is going to flip that I'm pregnant and not married to either of you."
Charlie reached out and held her hands with his brother. "Even if they do find out, we're all adults and have already discussed what we want to do. If they don't like it then that's their problem. They're not in this relationship."
"My brother is right, Smarts," Bill agreed. "It's just the three of us in this relationship and if our family and friends don't agree, then that's their opinion. This is what we want."
Hermione smiled and squeezed their hands. "You're both right."
Charlie laughed. "Of course we are, Mi."
Just then the computer screen flickered to life indicating that there was an incoming call. Hermione took a deep breath as Charlie reached forward and answered the call.
The screen flashed black for a moment before coming back to life. A mixture of confused and excited faces greeted them as the entire Weasley family with Harry sitting front and centre came into view.
"Bill, Charlie, Hermione, how are you all doing?" Molly Weasley looked worried but happy to see her sons and adoptive daughter again. "We haven't heard much from all of you since my sons told me that they were staying in Australia to help you. How is the search for your parents going?"
Hermione was thankful to Mrs Weasley for the easy topic to start off with. "We're actually in New Zealand right now on the North Island in the capital city of Wellington. We will be heading to the South Island tomorrow to continue our search."
"A witch we met at St Sebastian's has a friend who is a dental hygienist and he thinks he has a solid lead on where Hermione's parents might be," Bill continued for Hermione. "So we will be meeting up with him either late tomorrow or the next day see what he knows."
"That's great news," Mr Weasley said.
"Do you think you'll find them by Christmas or the end of the year?"
Hermione looked to Ron sitting just the left of Harry. "It's very possible," she replied, "but once we find them it's a matter of figuring out a way to return their memories."
"If anyone can do it it's you, Hermione," Ginny said reassuringly.
Hermione smiled at her friend. "Thank you."
Percy finally popped up from the back of the group. "Wait, isn't St Sebastian's the wizarding hospital in Wellington?"
Six heads on the screen turn to the third eldest Weasley son as Bill, Charlie, and Hermione's eyes widened.
"Is Percy correct?" Molly asked. "Is St Sebastian's a wizard and Hospital in New Zealand?"
"Yes, it is, mum," Charlie replied.
"Who has been h—"
Harry cut Molly off. "Hermione Jean, what's really going on here?"
"Well, didn't want to say anything because we figured the news about three of us being together was big enough as it was," Hermione said. "But since the Kneazle is out of the bag I might as well just tell you all. I'm pregnant."
"No, we're pregnant," Bill stated.
"I'm pretty sure it's just Hermione that's pregnant; one of you two put her there."
"George!"
George snickered. "What? It's true, mum."
Hermione laughed, thankful for George's humour over the situation. "It's okay, Molly, I appreciate his attempt to lighten the mood. Also, it's entirely possible that they both could be the father since we're having twins."
Molly gasped. "Twins?"
Charlie looked at Hermione and grinned. "Yes, mum, twins."
The explosion they had been waiting for finally happened, but the voice behind the words was not the one they expected.
"You're pregnant?! What were you thinking?! You know, for being the brightest witch of our age I don't think you were thinking. Why would you do this to yourself?"
All eyes turned started in shock as the dark haired wizard as he continued to rant.
Ginny reached out to touch for boyfriend's arm. "Harry?"
Ron did the same on Harry's other side. "Mate? Why are you so upset?"
The green eyed wizard twisted around to stare at him, his face flushed a bright red. "How are you not upset? She's ruining her life. And your brothers are to blame."
"I'm not happy about it but I'm not this upset about it either. Why should I be? Hermione and I sorted everything out between us before she left over two years ago. Also, they're all consenting adults and obviously happy."
"Plus," Ginny added, "Hermione can definitely take care of herself. You know this of all people. And we know our brothers, they won't just leave her or their children."
"None of us Weasleys would," George chimed in.
Harry turned to look at each of the Weasleys sitting around him. "And you're all okay with this?"
"It doesn't affect me one way or another," Percy replied.
George shrugged. "I'll have nieces or nephews to spoil so I'm happy for them."
"Obviously not an ideal situation," Molly said. "But like Ron just mentioned, they're all adults."
Harry looked at Arthur, his last hope for someone siding with him.
Mr Weasley shook his head. "Don't look at me, son, I'm with my wife. This is their choice."
"I don't see how you all can sit here and—"
"Harry," Hermione finally spoke up. "The others are right. I know you're one of my best friends, but, this is between Bill, Charlie, and me. Not the rest of you."
"Well, don't come back here if you're not married to one of them." He frowned. "How do you even know one of them is the father?"
Hermione's face fell at her friend's accusation as gasps and yelling could be heard from the others involved. She turned to look at her best female friend. "Ginny, can you make sure my parents' home is closed up properly when you leave?"
Her hair was starting to spark and the group fell silent as they watched Hermione stand up and leave the room.
She closed the door quietly behind her and by the time she sat down on the bed, she could already hear the raised voices of Bill and Charlie along with Molly, Ginny, and even Ron.
Hermione's brain went blank as she tried to figure out what happened to cause Harry to be so upset with her.
She was still sitting in the same position a few minutes later when Bill gently knocked on the door. "Hermione, can I come in, please?"
"Uh, yes," she croaked out.
The door open and Bill entered, a frown twisting his scarred face. He closed the door behind him. "I know this is probably a stupid question, but are you okay?"
Hermione looked up at him and shook her head. "Not at the moment, no."
Bill walked over to the bed and sat down next to her, pulling her into his arms. He leant down and pressed a kiss against her curly head. "I'm not sure what his problem is, but Ginny said that she would talk to him and figure out what's going on."
"I was honestly expecting Ron to be the one that started yelling when he found out. Not Harry."
"Same here," Bill agreed.
"Where's Charlie?" Hermione asked.
"He was finishing up with our family while I came in to check on you."
"I'm right here, love," Charlie said as he entered the bedroom and closed the door behind him. "I told Harry until he can apologise for his rude comments that we did not want him contacting us at all."
"Thank you." Hermione smiled wanly. "I don't know what got into him to cause him to react the way he did. I honestly thought it would be Ron or your mum, but not Harry."
"I really think he's scared for you," Charlie said. At Hermione's confused look he continued, "Well, you're thousands of kilometres away and you just found out that you're pregnant. Any friend in his right mind would be worried about you, wanting to make sure that you really are okay."
"Yes, you have Charlie and me," Bill added. "But that doesn't mean it's going to lessen his worry for you, especially with how close the three of you are."
"But why Harry and not Ron?"
"Who knows." Bill shrugged. "People react in strange ways when they get unexpected news."
The three then spent some time curled up together cuddling with Bill and Charlie murmuring quiet reassurances until Hermione felt more relaxed.
i17 December 2000, Christchurch, South Island, New Zealand/i
Hermione's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Zoe's childhood friend. He reminded her a lot of Marcus Flint from Hogwarts only the man standing before her was much bigger, dark-skinned, and even she could admit that he was much better-looking than her former schoolmate.
"How are they just friends?" Charlie muttered to Bill.
"I have no idea," Bill replied. "I'm about as straight as they come, but I wouldn't tell him no. Seriously, how can she keep her hands off of him?"
Hermione agreed with them wholeheartedly but now was not the time so she turned around to glare at both of them. "Really? Can you two not control yourselves?" She turned back around and smiled at the man Zoe arranged for them to meet as he stopped in front of them. She held out her hand for him to shake. "Hello, my name is Hermione Granger and this is Bill and Charlie Weasley. You must be Oliver."
The dark-skinned man shook Hermione's hand and then turn to Bill and Charlie, shaking their hands too. "Yes, I am Oliver Ngatai and please call me Oliver. It's a pleasure to meet all three of you."
"Ngatai? Are you Maori?"
Oliver smiled and nodded. "Yes, I am on my dad's side."
"Oh wow," Hermione said, but before she could say anything else, Bill reminded them that there was a reason for them meeting with him. "I'm sorry, I just get excited learning about new cultures and people."
Charlie grinned. "You get excited about learning period, Mi."
"True," she laughed.
Oliver watched the ease in which the three conversed as they all walked over to an empty table and sat down. He found that he agreed with Zoe's assessment of them. "You guys are lucky, I hope you know that."
Bill and Charlie looked up at him, surprised by his words.
Hermione grinned. "I like to think that I'm just as lucky to have them."
Oliver merely chuckled in response.
He returned his attention to Hermione knowing that she was the one that Zoe had told him about and asked, "So Zoe told me that you have been looking for your parents and you thought they were here in New Zealand."
Hermione nodded. "Yes, the last we heard they had come over here to New Zealand, but we didn't know which island they had gone to. Since arriving, we've searched and spoken to many people at the dental offices on the North Island and we've come up blank. And Zoe mentioned that you are a dental hygienist, you're on the South Island, and that you possibly might know them or know where they may be working now."
"Well, I don't know them personally, but I do have a friend that works as their receptionist and she said that they have actually been looking for you and are waiting for you to come to them."
Hermione turned to Bill and Charlie, confused. "How can they be looking for me if they don't know who I am?"
"Well, I might have an answer for that," Oliver said. "My friend mentioned that one of their patients is a nice young blond man and seemed to know who they were and offered to help return their memories for them."
Hermione set down looking even more confused. "But who could that be?"
Bill shook his head. "I'm not sure, but I think getting to your parents and talking with them would be our best bet on figuring out what exactly is going on."
Charlie placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed. "Bill is right, love. We really should find your parents and talk with them to find out what's going on."
"Where are they?" Hermione looked at the man sitting with them.
"They are in a town on the southern part of the island called Dunedin. You should be able to apparate there from here—" at the shake of both Bill and Charlie's heads he backpedalled "—or you can catch a Portkey down there since there is a place that you can Portkey to, but you will have to get authorization from the ministry in Wellington."
Hermione pulled out the small jar of Vegemite that they had been using throughout their hunt. She grinned. "That won't be a problem since the minister in Wellington has already said that all we have to do is alter the coordinates on the Portkey and it will take us wherever we need to go since they know why we might need to move at a moment's notice."
His eyes widened. "You must be someone pretty important for them to authorise that kind of carte blanche approval." He narrowed his eyes as he studied the witch before him. Oliver then looked between Bill and Charlie. "You're all are British correct?"
"Yes, we are," Bill replied. "Why?"
"Zoe told me about the war up there and I'm assuming you all fought in the war? And not just fought, but had an important role?"
"Yes, we all participated in helping Harry to down Voldemort," Hermione replied.
"Hermione is being modest," Charlie said, grinning proudly.
"Charlie!" Hermione whispered, sheepishly. "No, I'm not."
"Well, you are, love. Bill and I only know a fraction of what you dealt with. Harry may have been the one to take him out, but you were the brains behind the operation."
Sensing her unease with the war still, Bill steered them back to their reason for meeting with the New Zealand man. "Oliver, I know you probably have somewhere else to be, so we'll let you get on with your evening. Do you happen to have the address for where your friend works?"
"I'm actually meeting my wife and daughter here for dinner in a half hour, so I've got time. But yes, I do have the information," he replied as he reached into a pocket and pulled out a small piece of paper. "The top address is for your Portkey destination and the bottom is for the office."
Bill took the offered slip and read over both addresses.
"Do you think we can go there tonight?"
Bill shook his head at Hermione's question. "It's getting a little late and you need to rest, so why don't we go back to the hotel which is already paid for tonight and take it easy?"
"Why don't the two of you go back to the hotel and I'll go find something for dinner," Charlie suggested.
"If you're interested in trying local cuisine, the restaurant over there has brilliant food and it's fast," Oliver explained.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Hermione agreed. "You know what I like, Charlie."
"I do, love." Charlie stood up and kissed the top of her head. "Go with Bill and I'll see you both soon. Thank you, Oliver, you've been a huge help." He shook Oliver's hand before quietly slipping away in the direction the dental hygienist indicated.
"Yes, thank you so much. I really do appreciate everything you and Zoe have done for me, for us. It's saved us so much time."
"I'm glad I could help," Oliver replied. "I'm not sure what happened to cause your parents to lose their memories, but I know they'll be very happy to be reunited with you again."
Hermione blushed. "It was me, but since they have their memories back, I don't think it really matters now."
Bill suddenly remembered a comment Oliver made. "What young blond man helped her parents?"
Oliver shrugged. "I'm not sure. Tia never said what his name was."
"That's okay," Hermione said, patting Bill's hand as she stood up. "We'll find out soon enough."
"Good point," Bill replied as he followed her lead. He shook the other man's hand one last time. "Thank you, Oliver."
"Anytime. And if you need anything else, just let me or Zoe know, we'd be happy to help."
"Thank you. Have a great night."
"You too, Hermione. Same for you and your brother, Bill."
"Thank you."
The couple quietly made their way back towards their hotel, which was only a couple block from where they met with Oliver.
"I can't believe that we've almost found my parents," Hermione mused. "Just think that by this time tomorrow, we might be sitting down to dinner with them."
Bill chuckled at her enthusiasm. "I'm glad we're finally getting somewhere for you after you went so long with dead end clues."
"Me too." She grasped his hand. "It wouldn't have been possible without your original lead, so thank you."
Bil squeezed her hand. "You're welcome, love."
