Chap 11 Will it Work

Disclaimer:The characters are owned by J.K. Rowling but the plot is mine, but if there is anything you recognise I'm sorry I didn't know it was yours.


Hermione P.O.V

Wednesday - Day of the appointment

I looked at the welcoming room, the polar opposite of the ministry room. The wait had me thinking, was this even a good idea, talking to a stranger. He/She could tell everything to the press, more specifically Rita Skeeter. I debated with myself for a full 5 minutes before deciding to leave, I put down the newspaper I had picked up and started to leave when I heard my name called

"Miss Granger, Hermione". I started to panic, but thought about Teddy and tried to pull myself together, I stood up and walked towards the lady who had called my name, it took all my willpower not to run out of the building.

She smiled at me softly and walked forward and knocked on a door I heard a familiar voice say "Enter" but I couldn't place it. The woman who I'm guessing was the receptionist nodded at me and walked back towards her desk. I took a deep breath and opened the door ready to tell the doctor that I didn't need to do this, my jaw dropped as I saw who was sitting there, no wonder her voice sounded familiar.

There sat at the chair was someone I knew as Katie Bell, not , she chuckled at the look on my face and tapped the chair next to her. My legs moved on their own accord and sat down.

I looked at her confused "Kate when did you get married?" I asked hurt, we had been close at school, I thought she'd have invited me to her wedding. I looked at her and sadness flashed in her eyes, she twisted her ring around her finger and looked at me "We got married in secret" she whispered, she sounded unsure and I furrowed my brows and she then quickly added on "Enough about me, let's talk about you"

I was curious but didn't push her, I plastered a smile on my face and looked at her "Well, what is there to say, my life is fine and I'm happy, well I was until Kingsley made that stupid law, I'm only here to please my family" I spoke slowly trying to convince her as well as myself.

She looked at me and nodded her head before asking me questions about Teddy and the family, I felt guilty as I told her about the family, I was hurting them by not getting the closure I needed.

I desperately wanted to change the subject, but then she asked me "What about friends, who are you still in contact with?"

"Only family, I didn't know who to trust after the war" I replied. She nodded sombrely and I cracked.

"Who am I kidding, I'm not alright, every time I look at Teddy I think of Tonks, she was like my mother and I have the same nightmare every day of her dying but it always gets cut off at the same time and as hard as I try I can't remember what it is because my mind has locked it away" I sobbed out "and I have to hate the Slytherins because otherwise... Otherwise I don't know who to blame for Tonks' and Remus' death and..." I gasped in air trying to calm my heart rate and pull myself together. Katie rested her hand on my shoulder and made me look at her, then waved her hand and cleaned my face before speaking softly and slowly "You may not be ready for this but you have to try, the first thing you need to do is talk to family and then to visit their graves."

She looked at me for a second assessing me and then spoke looking straight at me, I knew she could see the anger and self-loathing I was feeling, "there's something else isn't there."

I looked up unsure of how to phrase this "Nobody but Harry, Ginny and Ron know, - I stopped before adding on "and now all the snakes, that the reason I do this is because I hate not feeling in control of myself and the last time that happened" I faltered choking up and willing my self not to cry "Was when that scum of a human being tried to... to rape me." I finished my voice shaking. She looked at me and for the first time someone looked at me with sadness, not pity. I tried to smile, but I couldn't.

She looked at me and I could tell she knew, I didn't need a therapist right now but a friend and she held me while I sobbed my heart out as I remembered that day

"Granger" I turned around to see Montague staring at me with a sadistic smile on his face. I rolled my eyes and stared at him "What do you want, Montague?"

"Well that depends Granger, what will you give me?" He said smirking and staring somewhere that wasn't my face.

I looked at him sickened "Nothing, you disgusting pervert" I spat at him, who did he think he was.

"I told you before Montague, Stay away from me" I said shaken by the sadistic look on his face.

He chuckled darkly "See, what you don't understand is that it doesn't matter whether you're willing or not, you're just a dirty whore mudblood" he said his voice calm.

I slapped him "How dare you!"

I shuddered as I remembered how he had silenced me and grabbed me by my hair and attempted to rape me in an abandoned classroom, if it hadn't been for Harry who was on patrols, he would've succeeded.

I sobbed harder, as hard as I tried I couldn't remember anything that happened after I woke up the next morning at the hospital wing, I remembered a figure sitting there but then it was just blank.

I started thinking about how my mind pulled a blank for the rest of the year, and after Tonks' was killed.

I couldn't have... No I couldn't have been obliviated because then I'd have been told by Harry, I said justifying it to myself.

Katie looked at me, I could see the sadness on her face and I watched as transformed her face so she was smiling at me, but I knew as well as her that it was fake. She wrote something on a piece of paper before looking at me "How about we try and talk to your family at the Sunday dinner." She suggested not wanting to scare me. I nodded, and took a deep breath, I was a big girl, I needed to find a way to get the closure not only for my family but for myself.


Robyn Hawkes - I'm sorry, you don't like the story, but as they say you can't please everybody. This is my first story and I have only recently started writing so I don't really have an idea of how to get their feelings across if you understand what I mean, so I do that with the language I use. Thanks anyway for the advice (in a way) I'll take that into consideration if I do another story.

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