A/N- This is of course merely a collaboration of Ms. Rowlings/ Ms. Meyer's worlds with my own take on PostWarAU. Only the unrecognizable characters are mine, all other credit goes to the wonderful ladies who've created such lovely universes. Many thanks to them.

New Beginnings

Chapter 11

Hermione woke up screaming on Saturday morning.

Thankfully, she'd put up silencing charms around her room, shielding any of the other occupants of the house from the noise. She wasn't allowed to do this. She, Harry, Neville and Luna all agreed to never put up such enchantments, instead agreeing to talk about dreams and anything they were troubled about. None of them followed this rule; Hermione knew from walking in on a crying Neville, that he'd put up some secretly, and Harry had some despite never making any noise after having night terrors, instead waking frozen in place with fear and shaking like a leaf. Luna, Hermione thought, was probably the only one who didn't tamper with the silencing charms.

She was alone in the house, Harry having taken Teddy to Port Angeles and Neville and Luna being outside. Hermione had a long shower with the hottest water her skin could stand and scrubbed her body much rougher than she should have. She came out rubbed raw and very red. She had next to no patience with any sort of makeup anymore, aside from when she was expected to look especially presentable.

The worst part for Hermione was that she couldn't even remember her dream; all she knew was that it had been a distorted scene from the final battle. They were most always like that. Harry's, she knew, were a mixture of the final battle, and little things like the Triwizard Tournament, his parents, Sirius, and Voldemort. Neville's were more like her's, but more centralized around Bellatrix Lestrange, Fenrir Greyback and Hannah Abbot.

"Hermione?" Neville's quiet voice roused her from her thought.

"Mmm, yes?" She responded only a little slowly.

"Are you alright? You're very red. Did you have a nightmare?" He asked, she shook her head slightly after pausing.

"N-no, don't worry." She murmured quietly. He came around and sat beside her on the couch.

"You can tell me." He reminded softly. She nodded silently once.

"Thanks."

...

"I'm floo'ing Charlie." Harry murmured when he got back with Teddy. He said it in a tone to suggest there would be opposition, but no one protested.

"I'd like to take Teddy to the beach tomorrow. I can't stay in this house any longer." Hermione said blandly, but inside she shuddered, remembering the nightmare. Harry's eyes snapped to her's immediately.

"I don't want you to."He said, "Not without one of us."

"I'll go with her on Thursday, when I'm off school." Neville said lowly with a shrug.

"Nev..." Harry complained, "The full moon is Wednesday."

"I know."

"Thank you Neville, but honestly I think I'd rather go alone."She said, putting an end to that. Hermione knew Harry was giving her a very disapproving look at the moment.

"'Mione, please... It's not safe." He said.

"I'll be perfectly alright. I'm quite capable thank you very much, Harry." She snapped heatedly.

"I know Hermione!" He retorted angrily, "I just want you to be alright!"

"I don't need you controlling my life! I can make my own bloody decisions!"

"Stop." Neville said firmly as the sounds of Teddy's crying reached them. "Both of you, just stop it."

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