"Mum… Dad… I'm so, so sorry."
Hermione threw her arms around her parents, tears streaming down her face.
"Oh Darling…" Jean Granger hugged her daughter tightly and kissed her head whilst Dan Granger stroked Hermione's hair. "Why don't you come into the living room and have a nice cup of tea and we can talk properly."
Hermione nodded and reluctantly let go of her parents as if they would disappear again and made her way into the living room, sitting herself down on the comfy grey sofa.
"So, what happened exactly? Why have we only just remembered who our daughter is? Why did we move here? And why on earth were we being known as Wendell and Monica?" Dan scratched his head, looking very confused.
Hermione smiled at her mother as she handed her a mug of tea and Hermione took a sip before answering her father.
"I erased your memories so that you would be safe."
Jean frowned. "Safe from what?"
"The Dark Lord Voldemort."
"What?! Where is he now then?"
"He's dead Mum… Harry finished him."
Jean and Dan exchanged a look, before both turning back to Hermione. "How?"
Hermione sighed softly. "You'd better get comfortable, it's an awfully long story…"
Hermione filled her parents in with everything that had happened since that day she erased their memories… Bill and Fleurs' wedding, the Minister being murdered, getting attacked in the café, breaking into the Ministry, Ron leaving them, destroying the locket, that awful night at the Malfoy's Manor and Dobby's bravery, breaking into Gringotts, flying on a dragon, going back to Hogwarts and she certainly didn't leave a single detail out from the battle. By the time Hermione had finished, the sun had long set.
Jean and Dan both let out huge breaths as if hearing Hermione's story had exhausted them.
"Goodness Gracious Hermione!" Jean shook her head slowly. "You've been through so much in such a short space of time!"
"We're so proud of you sweetheart." Dan stood up and made his way over to Hermione, cradling her in his arms. "And we're so sorry you had to go through it all without us."
Hermione sniffed as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. "It's okay Dad." She wiped the tears away. "Luckily I had great friends around me and although we lost a few people who will be missed terribly, I'm just incredibly lucky to have Harry, Ron and Ginny still with me."
"How long have you got till you have to return to Hogwarts 'Mione?"
"6 weeks."
"Okay." Jean picked up Hermione's empty tea mug. "I know you would probably like to get back to your friends… and Ron." She winked, before continuing. "But your father and I would like to spend at least 2 more weeks here having quality time with our special, brave and wonderful daughter before we all go back to England together."
Hermione nodded in agreement and rubbed her eyes tiredly.
"But for now… you need good night's sleep." Jean leaned down and kissed her daughter's forehead. "First door on the left as you go up the stairs. Goodnight my love." Jean disappeared into the kitchen.
Hermione let out a big yawn and stood up, kissing Dan on the cheek before wandering sleepily up to the spare room and collapsing onto the bed, going out like a light.