Once Lucy went with her new parents, Hermione felt numb. She had no one with her. After she gave birth, she told the Weasleys to go back to the Burrow, and when they protested, she threatened to call security and have them removed. Even though she didn't want to separate herself from the people that had stood by her the last nine months, she wanted to be alone with her daughter for the last few hours before her daughter would be someone else's.
However, once Lucy was gone, Hermione checked out of the hospital. She wondered where she would go, however, she didn't want to be a teenager who lived on the streets, and besides, all her stuff was at the Burrow anyways, so she decided to go back to the Burrow. She, luckily, had just enough Muggle money to ride the train to a place not far from the Burrow, and then she walked the short distance back. Her body ached terribly from giving birth, and her hands were resting on her still swollen stomach. She wondered why it was still swollen, after giving birth.
This isn't the way my life was supposed to go! Hermione thought angrily as she continued walking. It's not supposed to be this way, I shouldn't have given birth for the first time at fourteen, and I wasn't supposed to have to give my dear Lucy up for adoption. When did my life go spiraling out of control?
Hermione walked up the door and knocked on it. The door opened and Ginny threw herself at Hermione.
"We didn't think you'd come back," the redhead whispered into the other girl's ear. "Everyone, come in the kitchen!" Ginny called. "Hermione's back!" suddenly, everyone come rushing at Hermione and each had to give her a hug. It was just when Ron had wrapped Hermione protectively in his arms and kissed her forehead that the question was asked.
"Where is she?" Ginny asked. "Hermione… where's your daughter?" Hermione looked around at the questioning faces. "I'm… I'm so sorry!" she burst out. "I know you must think I'm a horrible mother, to take the easy way out and give up my flesh and blood for adoption, but… I couldn't deal with being a teenage mother, I'm only 14!"
"We understand," Mrs. Weasley said. "It was completely your decision, and we're not mad." Just then, Hermione began to cry. "I… I'm sore, I ache all over."
Hermione went up to her bed she had in Ginny's room, and she just lay there. She continued to cry for the little girl she had lost, the little girl she felt she never really got to know even though she had carried her around for nine months. After a couple hours, she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in," she called. She felt limp, like a noodle. She wanted to die in her sleep, just pass away. Being dead would be better than dealing with all the pain and sorrow on Earth.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" she asked when she saw her mother walk in with Mrs. Weasley.
"I… I called her after you came home," Mrs. Weasley said. "I thought you needed your mother right now."
"Hermione, listen…" Mrs. Granger sat on the edge of the bed. "Please come home, sweetie."
"And why would I come home to my family who kicked me out of my home when I needed them most?"
"Just come home and forget about that bastard child."
Hermione stared in disbelief at her mother. "Mom, how do you expect me to just come home and forget the last nine months, forget my little daughter Lucy?"
"Well, then, it's settled," Mrs. Granger continued. "You'll come home tomorrow. Me and your father talked it over and agreed that you shall not go back to that magic place, since we think it's a bad influence on you. Imagine, you're on your own, able to do whatever you want to all year long! Of course, we didn't tell any of your friends or family that you were pregnant, it was such a shame, so you can come home and start over again, and you can go to Rosewell Secondary School like you always wanted to before you got the lettter from Hogpimples…"
"Mom," Hermione said, as her mother kept talking. "Mom!" she shouted.
"Yes, dear?"
"I'm not coming home. You and Dad abandoned me when I needed you most, and I can't get over that. The only reason you showed up here was because you and Dad think that I'll come home with you since I'm not pregnant anymore and my daughter is gone and you two can act like it never happened, but I'm not doing it. I refuse." "Fine, Hermione. Just remember that you have no money and can't depend on these red-headed people forever." Mrs. Granger then jumped up and left, and Hermione began to cry once more.
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