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For those of you that are wondering about Hermione's perspective of her relationship with Ron, I do get into the breakdown of their relationship, but not for a while. I chose to keep a the letters focused on Rose and what Hermione wanted to teach her. I promise, there is no animosity between the two. I will also reveal how Hermione's dies, but again not for a while.

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Chapter Ten

Dear Rose,

While I write you this letter, you are almost four years old. I can't believe how quickly you are growing and learning. How all of a sudden you no longer need to hide behind my leg when people come to the door. How you can pour your own cereal and milk. How you don't need me to read to you anymore, because you can read your storybooks on your own. Now at night time you read to me. My bad days are getting more frequent. But I want you to know that I will hold on with everything I have so that I can be there for you and Hugo as long as I possibly can. I wish so much that I could be here to watch the two of you grow up into the remarkable people that I know you will be.

In the span of your lifetime, you will make so many decisions. You will make easy ones, and you will make hard ones. You will make the right ones, and the wrong ones; ones that you wish you didn't have to make, and ones that you wish you could take back. But all you can do is make the one that you think is right. Do what is best for you, and carry on, because waiting around for someone else to make your decision for you never works out.

Sometimes when you stand up for something that you believe in, it is hard to remain strong. There are times when doing the right thing is also the hardest thing to do. I don't know what it's like to have to grow up without your mom, but I do know what it's like to lose her. During our final year of schooling, when the three of us were searching for a way to kill Voldemort, I erased my parent's memories. To them, they never had a daughter. I left home that day to go on the hunt with your dad and Uncle Harry, without a mom and a dad, and without any idea if I would ever be able to get them back; if I would even live long enough to try. You really learn what is important to you when it's taken away.

Erasing my parents' memories was the hardest decision that I had to make. It was so hard to know that they had no recollection of me. But I knew that I had to keep them safe. Being so close to your Uncle Harry, and being a muggle-born witch put me at a high risk of being hunted and captured. There was a good chance that Voldemort and his followers would go after my parents, and I knew they would never be able to defend themselves if that time came. I took the only option that I had left. I erased their memories, replaced them with false ones and sent them into hiding in Australia. I knew that there was a chance that I would never see them again, or that I wouldn't be able to give them back their memories. But I had to try. Parents who don't remember you would be better than no parents at all.

I spent close to a year being an orphan, traveling from place to place that I had gone with my parents as a child and was going back to as a near-adult without them. I was so scared that I would never be able to see them again. That I would never be able to bring them back, and try to explain why I had to do what I did. I prayed that I would be able to one day be on the receiving end of their anger when I told them what I did, and not care because I would just be happy to have them back. Maybe having to wipe my parent's memories is part of the reason that I'm writing you these letters; I know what it is like to be forgotten, and it is a terrible feeling that I never want to experience again.

Sometimes, it can take a person a long time to do the right thing. Sometimes, doing the wrong things is easier or it's what you are expected to do. Draco, the boy that I told you about before, was someone who didn't always make the right choices, but he always did the right thing, eventually. Draco shined during the final battle at Hogwarts and switched over to the side of the light. I had expected that something like this was going to happen after the night at the mansion. His heart wasn't in it anymore, and I don't think that it truly ever was. I think that was the night that Draco had a clear look at the future that was set for him if he stayed on the path that his Father had given him. Draco could very well have given up our identities after we were captured and brought to the Manor. It would have been easy, and he likely would have been thought well up on by Voldemort and his followers for doing so. But he didn't. He lied and said that he didn't know, and in doing so risked his own life if anyone were to find out that he was lying.

I hope that you are as strong as I think you will be. I hope that no one's put downs or mean comments make you think that you are less than you are. I hope that you stand up for what you think is right, and go against what you know is wrong. I hope that you are strong enough to keep your own happiness as one of your priorities. I hope that you are stronger than I was.

Love always,

Mom

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