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Chapter 6 Back to England Back to Danger

Harry put his arm around Hermione's shoulders, and she put hers around his waist, and they turned in silence and walked away through the snow, past Dumbledore's mother and sister, back towards the dark church and the out-of-sight kissing gate.

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Hermione looked at him as they stopped. She smiled sweetly and stretched her neck, her lips touched his.

'Hermione…' Harry smiled against the lips were kissing his. He opened his eyes, knowing this time that he had the right person. Hermione's face was above his, smiling at him. Her lips pecking his. She was still in his arms and he was on his side, while she was next to him. His hand still around her naked waist, they hadn't move during their sleep. The sun had already rose out of the room's windows.

'Hey..' she said softly.

'Hey…' he answered and reached upwards for a proper good morning kiss. She gave it to him. He sat up smiling, Hermione was next to him, sitting on the bed as well. They were both still naked, the blankets and sheets on the end of the bed. Harry looked smiling at Hermione. And then fear and panic filled his heart and mind as he looked at a large enough spot of blood on the mattress and some old blood on her inner thigh.

'Hermione- I – you, you're hurt-' he babbled, Hermione looked at him first, not understanding, she then looked at the sheet between her legs. She turned to him.

'It's nothing, Harry. Its ok; it's normal when a girl is making love for the first time…' Hermione said softly and touched his arm, calming him. Harry looked at her, relieved. He sighed and hugged her. She went willingly in his arms.

'Does it- still hurt? He asked worried.

'It's more sore than hurt. I told you I trust you, I knew it wouldn't hurt much…' She said calming him more. He looked down at her face and she raised to look at him.

'I love you,' they said in unison and smiled. Hermione's face changed after awhile. She let of his hug and sat back on her side of the bed. Harry looked at her.

'What is it?' he asked smiling.

'I'm not sure of many things Harry. Though I had a program for the next months and now- everything is different…' Hermione said. 'I thought I wouldn't return,' she added.

Harry looked at her, they had so many—old wounds to heal and so many new.

'Maybe it's better if we stay here. You know; until everything is quiet back in England. Maybe is better without us.' Harry started and Hermione looked at him.

'No Harry, not anymore.'

'Why? Think about it, just you and me, and your parents, away, not many people know us here. We are different here. Peaceful and happy, we can start here. I'm sure the wizarding community will be as good as in England and-'

"No, Harry, we can't,'

'We can find jobs, and no one will ask about me, or you, we'll find what we're searching for…'

'Harry, listen to me!' Hermione stopped him by putting her hand above his mouth. 'The Community here knows as much as the community back in England—the war and us as friends. When a community is in war the rest are learning and trying help. The wizards are not so many as they were in the past. We need to find solutions, not to run away. I have restored my parents' lives. They are mad at me and they want to return. I can't just keep them here. We are together yes, but the Weasleys and many other people need explanations. Think of Ginny and Ron, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Kreacher, and our jobs, Harry! We only had our O.W.L.s, Harry. We need to face our problems and the people we betrayed in a way.'

'I'm tired of apologizing! Of being in troubles. Of facing everyone! Of helping everyone and then being blamed for it. Hermione, I need some peace. I need to heal my wounds!' Harry almost yelled. Not at her but at everything and everyone and none at the same time. He needed to relax, to find ways to heal the losses in his life. People he loved were dead, the people he wanted close to him.

'I know, Harry, I know, believe me, but I was away from everyone for a week and it's not working like that. I felt ashamed and worried and my wounds didn't even stop bleeding in my soul. It won't work for us if we just abandon everyone. Believe me, if we talk to them, clean things with them. Many will be furious with us, many will be angry, yes, but we'll be free. To live, knowing that we tried; knowing that we deserve to be in that way. Not hidden. Not like that.' Hermione said softly and Harry knew she was right. As always, he thought and a small smiled made his lips move.

'We need to go back, not right now, in a few days, but we need to return. To protect my parents, there are Death Eaters still on the loose. I have cast the Fidelious Charm on my house before I left for Australia, and I am the secret keeper so they will be safe.' Hermione said.

'Why didn't you do that from the beginning?' Harry asked, wondering why she didn't do that instead she sent her parents in the other side of the world.

'First, I didn't know how exactly to cast it, I was afraid I would made it wrong and dome them to death. Second, I couldn't talk to the ministry, I knew that Voldemort would take over it sooner or later… and my parents would be exposed. Third, I wanted to run here after the war, away from – you.' Hermione said, she lowered her head as she said the last words.

Harry hugged her, knowing she was still uneasy as he was towards all the new things were in. 'Thank Merlin, you are smart but I love you also so there was a flaw in the plan.' He said smiling, kissing her head's top. She chuckled sadly and kissed his neck.

'We need to talk to my parents and then take them from here. Everyone is thinking we'll return in a month or more so it will be better without our return in the papers.' Said Hermione.

'You're right, we can hide in Grimmauld, it's the best place and Kreacher is waiting for us. Your parents can stay there as well if you want to, to learn more about me, you can have the time to explain them everything..' Harry said, knowing that the Death Eaters could wait for the two muggles, knowing that Hermione would need time to help her relationship with her parents. Hermione hugged him tighter.

Harry and Hermione stood up, took a shower together and decided to take Hermione's parents for breakfast. It was time to start facing their problems. Both of them exited the room Hermione was staying and the young witch knocked another door, the door next to her room opened and a woman in her forties smiled at the girl. She had brown hair, not so bushy as it could be and her eyes were the same cinnamon color. Her eyes traveled from Hermione to Harry and her smiled failed. She looked at her child.

'Is this Harry, Hermione? Your friend? What is he doing here?' she asked firmly, looking at Harry again.

'Mum, this is Harry, yes, my boyfriend, and he is here to take us back to England where it's safer.' Hermione said and forced a smile to her mother. Harry felt so nice hearing Hermione calling him "boyfriend." It was odd as well, but he knew he would face more odd times. He stretched his hand, and Hermione's mother shook it without smiling and made space for the two teens to enter the room.

Hermione looked at Harry and whispered, 'Her name is Amele, and she and dad are pissed with you because they think I did all that to them for you.' She said quickly as her mother had left to find her husband in the bedroom.

'Hermione, you did that for me, indeed, she is right to be mad at me. I devastated their lives…' Harry said and guilt filled his heart. Hermione rolled her eyes.

'Oh, Harry, shut up, I have to inform you that I found them on a beach, kissing like teenagers, the last year in their marriage helped them very much. It was like honeymoon, and everything back in England are just fine. They are just confused but they know how to work things out, they have a witch daughter for heaven's sake…' Hermione said almost angry. 'My dad's name is Alexander, try not to irritate him because he can be very dangerous even without the tools he is using in his work.' Hermione smiled and Harry wasn't sure he was so amused by her comment…

Amele and Alexander Granger entered the main room again. Alexander Granger was as tall as Harry, with grey eyes and brown hair. Hermione smiled at her father and hugged him. He hugged her as well and looked at Harry. Harry stretched his hand and Alexander shook it. 'Nice to meet you, sir, my name is-'

'Harry Potter, I imagine. Minnie has talked to us about you for years, and how she had to change everything to keep us safe from your enemies.' Alexander said in a cool enough voice.

'Dad! I'm a witch from muggle parents; Harry's enemies were and remain as well…' Hermione said firmly, her father looked at her. 'Besides, dad, I was next to my boyfriend when he needed me to get rid of the world's most dangerous man.' She added and Alexander looked at her and then at Harry like they were a train coming fast towards him. He looked at his wife who smiled with a look of "we have been through so many already, let it be." Alexander turned to his daughter again.

'I hope at least you are happy. And, Harry, I think you two have many things to tell us, right?' Alexander asked the young man. Harry nodded his head.

'Please Mr. and Mrs. Granger, England is still an unsafe place. It would be my honor to have you to my house for a period of time, until- the last of mine and Hermione's enemies are captured by our community's forces. We can stay here for some more days and then, we can go there, I can imagine how confused and tired you might be. The house is really old but you'll be safer and Hermione and I will have the change to explain everything you want to know.' Harry said as gently as he could. These two people were Hermione's parents and he was sure that they were very good people to have a daughter like Hermione, raised in so much love Hermione so could give to others.

Alexander looked deep into Harry's eyes. 'What about our house? And our job?' he asked more to him self. Hermione spoke this time.

'Dad, the house is safe and your job as well, I explained you how the charm I've cast works. Don't worry, we'll be in Grimmauld and then you'll be able to return back home.' Hermione said smiling at her father, she then looked at Harry.

'What about the spells there, Harry?' she asked worried. Harry looked at her. 'I'm sure McGonagall will restore the Fidelious as soon as she'll be informed by Kingsley that we are both here. I'm sure she will be the keeper. We can go to Hogwarts when we are back; if not we can cast the spells then. I'm sure Dolohov, Malfoy, Yaxley and Lestrange won't be there. They know it's too dangerous, all the order has access there.' Harry said, knowing their questions. He had apparated to Grimmauld and he wasn't blocked or something. That meant McGonagall or someone else from the order had already took care of the house.

'Mom, dad, I think is time for you to learn everything have happen the last years in my life.' Hermione said uneasy.

After three days, Hermione's parents were still awkward to her daughter and her boyfriend. Harry was sure they were socked of how their little girl had been through so many troubles in her seven years as a witch. He could also understand why they were odd towards him. They didn't remember of a daughter for a year, and now she was back and they could remember everything, plus her boyfriend had popped up from nowhere. The boy they knew as her best friend was now her boyfriend. Too many changes for two muggle parents, Harry thought.

Harry and Hermione were cuddling in Hermione's room. Harry sat on a couch and Hermione sat between his legs, her back resting on his chest. She was reading a book and Harry was playing with her hair.

'Mione, when do you think we should return? McGonagall answered to our letter and said that everything is ready for us…' Harry said and checked the book about runes she was reading from her shoulder. Hermione stopped reading and looked at him over her shoulder.

'I dunno, when you think we should return?' she asked.

'Well, I think we have to return soon. I thought about what we discussed, as much as we are away Ron will be more angry with us. And I really want to be fine with him. If this is still possible…' he mumbled. 'Plus, I want to see Teddy.' Harry added, giving a soft smile.

'Then we can go in a few days, maybe two. My parents are ready, they asked the same today. I think they want to spend more time with us. They are not so angry with me anymore. They need time to adjust of course, but I'm sure they can make it.' Hermione said and put a bookmark in her book's pages.

Harry smiled and kissed her neck. 'Then, we can leave tomorrow. Kingsley said our vaults are full of galleons from fans and people, thanking us for everything.'

'Hmm, like destroying the bank on a dragon…'Hermione chuckled and Harry followed. It was the first time they were laughing with something about the war.

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Harry, Hermione, Amele and Alexander were finally landing in London, after almost sixteen hours of flying. Everyone was exhausted. Ministry's people were with them as well. Three wizards Kingsley had sent to protect Hermione's parents. Harry knew people wanted finally to return to their houses and families. Hermione was safe with him, her parents too. So Harry and Hermione told them to leave and that they would inform the Minister of their return.

'I think it's time to take a cub and go to your house Harry.' Alexander said.

'Well, we can go there much easier, through apparition.' Harry said smiling at Hermione's father. The older couple looked at each other worried.

'It's just an uneasy sensation but its not painful or anything. You just have to grip your suitcases and then my arms very tightly, so none will be left behind.' Hermione said smiling to her parents. They nodded. The four moved in a dark corner of the airport. Harry took a few of the bags as Hermione's parents gripped their daughter's arms.

'It will be better for you to close your eyes.' Hermione advised her parents, and they did as they were told. She smiled at Harry and then with a loud crack she was gone. Harry followed a second after.

As soon as he had landed on the ground Harry knew something was really wrong. Someone was grapping him from behind by his neck and taking his wand away. Harry saw Hermione and her parents in the same state. He looked around. Yaxley was holding Hermione's father. Malfoy was holding Amele, Dolohov was holding Hermione by her hair and neck, smirking at him and Harry knew, even before he speak that Lucious Malfoy was holding him. Hermione's parents were pale as sheet and Hermione was trying escape but Dolohov was far stronger.

'Good evening, Mr. Potter.' Lucious hissed in Harry's ear. Harry tried hit him with his elbows but Lucious was strong enough not to let him, he griped Harry by his hair, and Harry's head fell back.

'What do you want Malfoy? I though you would turn to normal, your family did…' Harry said firmly. Lucious snorted.

'My family betrayed the name of mine. But no matter, no matter, their turn is close as well. Where have you been? You and your beautiful Mudblood?' Lucious asked amused at Hermione's sight. Dolohov lowered his head on her neck and licked her skin.

'This is the Mudblood I hit two years before, eh?' Dolohov whispered loud enough to Hermione's ear. Her face was a mask of discuss.

'Leave my parents alone!' Hermione screamed, Dolohov hit her from behind. 'Shut up, Mudblood!'

'LEAVE HER ALONE!' Harry screamed. Someone from the closest houses should hear them. Lucious hit him as well.

'Lets see, Potter, how much pain can you stand?' Lucious asked and Harry felt him nodding to Yaxley, Lestrange and Dolohov. The three Death Eaters pointed their wands at their victims' necks. Amele was crying hysterically and Alexander was pale but didn't say a word. Hermione tried again to escape but Dolohov's grip to her hair became tighter so she stood still. With his other hand Dolohov started rubbing Hermione's chest, cupping her left breast, moaning in sick pleasure.

'Here is where I hit you, I still remember your face, filthy Mudblood, you looked surprised and then you fell. Now is time to finish what I did.' Dolohov said and licked Hermione's neck again. She let out a cry of discuss and pain as Dolohov kept touching her. Harry wanted to kill him, to torture him, he wanted to make him suffer!

'Now!' Lucious screamed as he looked around scared.

'CRUCIO!' Lestrange, Yaxley and Dolohov screamed at the same time and Amele, Alexander and Hermione fell on the ground screaming in pain. Harry tried violently to set him self free but Lestrange helped Malfoy to hold him still.

'The blood traitor killed Bella, this is what you will see as last picture!' Lestrange screamed for Harry to listen him. The three Grangers kept screaming on the ground.

'There is no happiness for you Potter, not for you!' Malfoy said smiling at Harry. Harry felt tears in his eyes, running his cheeks. The sight of Hermione and the her parents screaming and panting, pleading and yelling in pain torn his heart.

'STOP, PLEASE STOP!' Harry screamed. The four Death Eaters were laughing.

'I have to admit, Bellatrix's curse made the Mudblood scream more than yours, Antonin…' Malfoy said and they kept laughing.

Hermione was writhing and screaming in pain as Harry had heard her in Malfoy's manor. The next moments were blur for Harry, people started popping from everywhere. Harry was finally free and Hermione had stopped screaming. Her parents had stopped as well but they were unmoving.

Hermione wasn't stirring. Harry knelt next to her and gripped her in his hug as people were still fighting above his head. He didn't care, Hermione was still in his hands. Fear hit his heart. No she wasn't-please she can't be.. And then a spell hit his back and everything was dark…

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