BOOK 7

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A/N: Thanks everybody for the reviews.I hope you enjoy this chapter. I added the song in which I've based the title of this story. Read&Reaview please:

In My Place

By Anilem Atarih

In my place, in my place

Were lines that I couldn't change

I was lost, oh yeah

I was lost, I was lost

Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed

I was lost, oh yeah

Yeah, how long must you wait for him?

Yeah, how long must you pay for him?

Yeah, how long must you wait for him?

I was scared, I was scared

Tired and underprepared

But I wait for you

If you go, if you go

Leaving me here on my own

Well I wait for you

Yeah, how long must you wait for him?

Yeah, how long must you pay for him?

Yeah, how long must you wait for him?

Please, please, please

Come on and sing to me

To me, me

Come on and sing it out, out, out

Come on and sing it now, now, now

Come on and sing it

In my place, in my place

Were lines that I couldn't change

I was lost, oh yeah

Oh yeah

COLDPLAY- In my Place

CHAPTER TWO: Hermione Weasley

"So that's little Scorpius" said Ron under his breath. "Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank God you inherited your mother's brains.

"Ron, for heaven's sake," said Hermione, half stern, half amused. "Don't try to turn them against each other before they've even started school!"

"You're right sorry" said Ron, but unable to help himself, he added "Don't get too friendly with him, though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pureblood"

"Hey!"

HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS (p.756)

Hermione Weasley's point of view.

What's the matter with me? Please Hermione, it's been 19 years... Merlin, I think I'm losing it... focus on Rose, yes Rose, never though I would have a daughter that looked so much like me, not only mentally but also physically, if it wasn't for her Ginny-mirrored hair which is the only Weasley trait on her, one could say she's my little clon... Hugo on the other hand is half me, half Ron, but you can see that his personality is mostly from Ron...

I'm barely paying attention to what people are talking, something about Teddy and Victoire snogging, and Neville... why can't I take my eyes off him? Why? He hurt me, he left a wound in my soul that never healed... he made me break up with him... and this is the part I never understood... He thought I didn't see what he was doing, he deliberately broke my heart, he wanted me to break up our relationship... and he got it... coward... typical Slytherin of him... he manipulated me to be the one who ended it...

I always thought our love would be strong enough, that after the war he would show the world he didn't care anymore about that pureblood nonsense and we would have a happy ending, but no... it ended before it even had a chance to really start...

I remember crying a lot that year, it was as if my heart refused to believe what my head was rationally telling him... everything was a lie... he had never loved me, he had never seen me as his equal...

I broke up with him, so why can't I take my eyes off him?... I should hate him, after all he broke my heart, he let me suffer...Stop it!... Stop it now!!... Hermione Jean Granger-Weasley, don't go there! Don't touch this wound! What good will it bring to think about how lost you felt without him? How alone you felt? How you waited for him knowing he wouldn't come back?... knowing he had never really loved you...

Twenty years ago, I was scared, tired and underprepared... I had left Hogwards to help Harry in his quest for the lost Horcruxes and I had to keep a secret from my best friends... definitely that was not an easy year, and it only got worse... the brief moments I sneaked out to see him, usually when I had to get food or it was my turn to keep watch, we only argued... it was obvious that we were falling apart, and I just couldn't understand why... why had he changed so much?... then to help my already weak emotional state Ron left us... It seemed everything was going crazy and I had no control over it... and things just kept going worse... Nagini almost got Harry killed, I accidentally broke his wand and... I broke up with him... our last argument was on the night Harry was unconscious from the encounter with Nagini...

"Mom?" I was brought back to reality by my beautiful daughter.

"Yes Rose?"

"Oh! Never mind!" She said looking nervously at Ron's back who was engaged in some conversation with Ginny about James...

"Darling, you know you can tell me anything..." I said looking in her eyes, I could see that she was worried about something.

"What if I'm not in Griffindor?... What if I get sorted to another house?..." I looked at her half surprised, half amused for I had no idea Ron's words had made such an impact on her and also because I could see Albus was asking Harry almost the same thing.

"Remember our conversation?"

"Yes mom, but dad said..."

"Don't worry about your dad!... you know how he is, he just don't think before speaking... you'll be great in any house at Hogwards... don't feel like you have to be sorted in Griffindor just because all your family was... all houses are good, let the Sorting hat decide it for you..."

"But mom, what if it wants to put me in Slytherin, dad will..."

"Your dad will understand... he might be a little disappointed at first but he will be happy for you no matter what... Slytherin is not a bad House, great people have been sorted there, of course some went really bad but others were great like Professor Snape... Remember when uncle Harry told his story?"

"Yes, but..."

"Rose, darling, any house has its good and bad things and I always taught you about how important it is not to judge a book by its cover... but if you trully feel like Griffindor is where you belong in spite of the hat's recommendation, you can tell it in your mind, it wil take you feelings in consideration and present the pros and cons for you"

"Really?"

"Well that's how it worked with me... it really considered putting me in Ravenclaw, but I felt at the moment Griffindor was better for me so it told me the pros and cons of both houses and I chose Griffindor... so there's nothing to worry about darling"

"Thank you mom"

My little Rose was hugging me when it was time for them to go into the train, Albus asked why people were staring at them and Ron said some joke about it... the train began to move, we waved, said we would write everyday and Harry walked alongside the train watching our kids leave... then we could no longer see the train... and then I caught myself looking at his direction again... why?...it shouldn't be so difficult... nobody would say it was supposed to be easy, but also nobody ever said it would be this hard...

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Ginny asked me, obviously noticing I had been staring at them.

"What?"

"Malfoy's wife, I suppose that's who you're looking at? Right?" Ginny asked in a casual tone so I felt myself relaxing...

"Yeah... after all they hardly go out to public places... I never had the opportunity to see her so closely..."

"You mean in person... sure we see them a lot on the newspapers and magazines but as you said they hardly go out... I must confess I was also a little curious to meet Ms Malfoy"

"Curious?"

"Curious about what?" Harry asked us, he and Ron approached us

"About them... oh they're gone..." Ginny said pointing to where the Malfoy had been.

"Them? Who?" Ron asked.

"The Malfoys" answered Ginny.

"What about them? Why are you curious about them honey?" Harry asked Ginny, I was relived that I was not involved in this conversation, the last thing I wanted was to talk about them..

"... and Hermione too, right?" Ginny was looking at me like she had asked me something...

"Sorry Ginny, I was thinking about Rose, could you repeat that please?" I lied feeling horrible to have used my daughter as an excuse...

"Don't worry Hermione, when James went I also couldn't stop thinking about him" Harry said to me, what just made me feel even worse...

"yeah, it takes a while for us to get used to their absence, but what I was saying before was that we agreed that Malfoy's wife is very beautiful..."

"Yes, she is... different kind of beautiful though" I answered.

"I couldn't agree more... she's... exotic... beautifully exotic... after all it's not everyday that you see a French-Japanese witch...it's really a nice mixture, her pale face, oriental green eyes and perfectly straight blond hair" Ginny said "I must say I wanted to see her closely and I have to say the pictures on the papers don't make her justice..."

"Well the git had to go for the best right?" Ron said "It was in all over the papers, I think their marriage only lost to our marriages and the Battle of Hogwars as the most read news... frankly I don't know how he managed to convince her to marry him, maybe he confunded her?"

"Oh Please Ron... like Malfoy would need that... don't you remember? The Prophet gave every detail of 'the perfect pureblood union' as they'd put it... it had been convinient for both families, through their marriage they've kept the so called purity of their blood avoiding the side effects these unions were having..." Ginny explained...

"Squibs? That's what you're saying, right?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, and it didn't hurt that it also joined their fortunes, now they are one of the richest families in the world"

"Really? I thought only the males had the right to inherit the forture..." Ron said.

"Well it does depend on the culture, doesn't it?" I finally started taking part in a conversation I didn't really want to "I read in a book once which talked about differences in the wizardry societies around the world that the Japanese purebloods leave their bequest for the eldest child, no matter the gender but it is a common tradition there that he or she would keep half and distribute the other half among his or her siblings and the French distribute money and properties equaly among them, only the titles and the responsabilities are passed exclusively for the eldest boy, so.."

"She's quite rich" Ginny concluded "Fleur told me her mother was the most important witch in the Pureblood society, the DeiLuxs are very powerful there, her mother left her money enough to make her one of the richest witch in Europe and her father I read in the papers was the most respected wizard in Asia, left her one of the biggest fortunes of Asia which she kindly divided with her only brother who was also in charge of the family obligations after she got married and moved to England..."

"I'm surprised of how much you know about her Ginny" Harry said "didn't know she was so interesting..."

"Well, she is, obviously I never agreed with all this purity of blood crap that the purebloods like to brag about, but it's interesting to see how far they can go to try to assure it besides even though they are mistaken about it we have to agree that their family histories are fascinating, only purebloods keep track of their family backgrounds and so its throught their records that we have a history, a past... funny, isn't it?"

And we left the Plataform, when we reached the place where we had parked our cars we said our goodbyes and went home. Ron had promised Hugo to take him out to have an ice cream, I said I couldn't go because I had to review some papers for tomorrow which was true I was the head healer of the Spell Damage departament at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, so normally I had lots of researches to check, but that wasn't really why I didn't want to go, I needed some time alone... cry again... nineteen years and I still cry about...that was the worst night of my life, part of me died at that moment... I was alone, scared... but I forced myself to bury everything deep inside me... I had to be strong for Harry, so after that night I never let myself think about him, if I didn't, I wouldn't remember him, I wouldn't feel betrayed, used... but I was tired, that was probably why I let myself fancy Ron again, let him love me and learn to love the wonderful man Ron is... I have a beautiful family,I love my husband, my kids, I have a great job, I'm one of the most respected healers in Europe... so why am I crying?... because I need to... and then when no more tears are left, I'll do what I have been doing... don't let myself think about him again because it only brings me sadness...

By the time Ron had come back with Hugo I was ok, at least from the outside, I finished checking the papers and went to bed, promising myself that this was going to be the last time I had cried because of him... but things would go on as they were before and this would help me, after all it took fate 19 years to make us meet each other again, all I had to do now was avoid going to the Plataform again, and this wouldn't be difficult, the hospital always resquest my presence at the most unusual times... it was going to be a real pity, but some more minutes without my daughter were better than be in such emotional distress... Yeah, if I don't see him, I won't remember him and I won't suffer...

A/N: I hope you liked this chapter, on the next one I plan on picking from where I left on chapter one, Draco's turn to tell his story. Thanks for reading and once again I'm sorry if you didn't like!