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The morning brought Hermione saying goodbye to Dumbledore, and squeezing into a train compartment with her boys, and all of their trunks.
For the first week, it was just going to be her and James. Which she was fine with. Some quality time with James wouldn't be so bad. Although she was a little nervous about meeting his parents. The other guys had told her that they would adore her there, and she only hoped they would.
Sirius was coming the next Monday, then Remus that Wednesday, and finally Peter on Thursday.
Apparently the boys spent a week at their own homes, then came to James' for the rest of break. Strange.
It was understandable to her for Remus and Sirius. Sirius's family was..well bloody insane to say the least. Hermione knew that. And Remus's father was not good to him by any means.
But Hermione knew nothing about Peter's parents. Nothing at all.
She wasn't sure if it was one of those things she could ask him about, for all she knew, Peter had a terrible home life as well. She would just ask James later.
At the station, Remus and Sirius took her aside before James could drag her off to his parents.
"If you need anything just owl us."
"If you have a nightmare, owl us."
"Remember to put a silencing charm on your room."
"Eat, Hermione. Remember to eat."
"Don't get hurt or into trouble."
"Don't do anything that can put you in a lot of danger."
"Don't have sex with James."
"Sirius!" Hermione exclaimed, a blush crossing her cheeks.
"You're not going to have sex with anyone unless it's one of us, sorry." Sirius said, patting her head.
"Okay, dads. Can I go now?" Hermione was joking, and her heart was aching from the knowledge she would be away from them for a bit. It wasn't going to be very long, but she had become so used to having someone there when her nightmares happened, she didn't know what she was going to do without them.
Remus pressed a kiss to one cheek, and Sirius pressed one to the other. Hermione wrapped her arms around their necks, pulling them to her in a three-way hug.
"Be safe." Sirius whispered to her.
Hermione let go of them, and gave them a smile, then hurried off to where James was waiting, having watched the whole interaction.
"Ready to go?" James asked her, picking up their trunks.
"Yeah." Hermione nodded, turning to glance at her boys once more.
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Dorea and Charlus Potter were absolutely the nicest people she had ever met. Of course, Dorea had a bit of sassiness to her, but it was nothing Hermione couldn't handle. Dorea reminded her a lot of Molly.
Molly…
Hermione felt quite guilty. She hadn't even thought of her second mother in a while. She missed her a lot. Molly always made sure you had more than enough food, and she made sure you were always comfortable. Hermione was happy that Molly hadn't disowned her or Harry when things went bad for the both of them. Molly of course still loved her daughter, but she didn't blame Harry for any of it. And Molly didn't fret when Hermione and Ron broke up. She just let them do them.
And now, Hermione didn't know what was going to happen. Would she ever even know Molly? Hermione hoped she would.
The Potter Estate was quite a huge one. If course, Hermione knew, it wasn't as large as Malfoy Manor -she shuddered, just thinking about the huge, white mansion- but it was still rather large.
To Hermione, the Estate had more room than one family would ever need. Especially with it just being Dorea and Charlus for a majority of the year. But, she supposed, it was good for guests.
James took her to the second floor of the Estate, pointing to the individual rooms and telling her what they were.
At the very end of the hall of the left wing was a bathroom with a large tub, much like the one in the prefect bathroom. Down the left and right sides of the hallway were just guest bedrooms, along with the occasional bathroom. The right wing held another large tub at the end of the hallway, and on the left side of the hall was James' room. Across from it was Remus', and next to Remus' was Peters. Across from Peter was Sirius. James gave her the choice of the two rooms, the one next to Peter's, and the one next to Sirius'. Of course, she picked Sirius. There was another empty room next to her, and then the stairs.
Inside, her room was rather large. There was a fluffy king-sized bed with a white T-shirt material comforter on it. The walls, as well, were white, and the dresser and desk were a deep mahogany wood.
James set her trunk at the foot of her bed, and dragged her out of the room, ready to show her the rest of the house.
They went up, first, and Hermione found herself very happy with the findings. The top floor of the manor was for studies. On the right wing was a very large library, with a fireplace and a few places to sit. Across from it was a potion-making room, filled to the brim with ingredients and many potion books, and cauldrons. Next to the potion room was a small, open owlery. None of the owls were currently on their perch, and Hermione rather enjoyed the fact that they were free to leave when they pleased.
James took her back to the bottom floor. On this floor was a living space, a tea room, a sitting room, a dining area, the master bedroom, and an activity area. The basement floor held the kitchens, and the house elf quarters. Outside was a shed that held quite a few brooms, along with a quidditch ball set.
Hermione could feel excitement welling up in her. The house was absolutely amazing. If Harry knew-
Harry. This was still about Harry. Of course, Hermione had ran into a few strange things, but Harry was still what was important here.
"Where's your real family, Mines?" James asked her that night after dinner. They were sitting in the activity room, playing wizards chess.
"I'm not too sure, honestly." She told him. She had never been able to locate her parents after the war. By now the thought didn't bother her much, but she still missed them.
"So you really had no where to go for break?" James asked her, as he took one of her pieced off the board.
"Yeah, I really didn't." She told him, scratching her chin.
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My Dear Hermione,
It's been only two days and I find myself missing you more and more. Thank you for sending me an owl to let me know you're still alive this morning. How are you? Did you have any nightmares last night? Has James tried anything fishy?
I'm alright. Missing having you around, but its only a matter of time before I'm there with you, right? And then we'll be in bed together again.
I miss you very much. Stay safe.
X Sirius Black
Hermione snorted. He was quite the dramatic one, wasn't he? Hermione missed him too, but she wasn't crying about it. Yet, at least.
Mione,
I've convinced my parents to let me come out there a bit earlier! Rather than Wednesday, I am to arrive Sunday. I get a whole night of you to myself before Sirius starts hogging your attention. I'm rather excited about it. I miss you both very much. I hope this development pleases you as much as it pleases me.
Owl me if you need anything, love.
Cheers,
Remus
Hermione smiled longingly at the two letters. It was only a matter of time before some sort of jealousy came into play. She just figured it would be between she and Sirius wanting Remus' attention.
Now that she thought about it, she hasn't even seen Sirius and Remus kiss or-or anything other than hug when it included her. She wondered why.
Dear Sirius,
I'm perfectly fine. I did have nightmares, but I'm okay. I promise. No, James hasn't tried anything. He's been a perfect host.
I just got Remus's owl. He's coming a bit early. Too bad you won't get alone time with me!
Be good, okay?
Awaiting your arrival,
Hermione.
Dear Remus,
I'm very happy about this! The sooner I see you, the better! Although I think its helped a bit to be away from you both. Absense makes the heart grow fonder, as they say. I miss you too.
I have a question, that I figure is easier to get an answer from you rather than Sirius. But have you two been intimate in any way? I haven't ever seen you two do much more than hug when I'm included in one. I'm just curious, honestly. Sirius has known about being one of your mates longer than I have.
Can't wait to see you,
Hermione.
Hermione shuffled her way up to the little Owlery, and gave each letter to two different owls, giving them both a quick treat and a little pat on the head before they took off.
"Mines?"
"Yeah, James?"
"What are you playing at?"
Hermione walked into her room, and saw that he was holding both letters from Remus and Sirius.
"Why are you reading my private mail?" She asked him, hands on her hips.
"I just saw it was from them and figured it wouldn't be so serious. Do they know you're sleeping with the both of them?" He asked her, as he placed the letters back on her desk.
Hermione sputtered a chuckle.
"Why do you men always think I'm sleeping around? I'm not sleeping with either of them. Well, not sexually." Hermione told him, walking further into her room. She went to her wardrobe and pulled out some clothes for the day. A cream colored jumper, and black jeans were the right choice, it seemed.
"So they've been sleeping with you? That's why they've left in the night? Peter and I thought that they must've been going off somewhere to do their business without us knowing." James said, rubbing his chin.
"So Remus and Sirius?" Hermione asked him, as if the thought were new to her.
"We walked in on 'em once." James nodded, brushing some of his wild hair out of his face.
Hermione pressed her lips together and nodded, rubbing a hand across her cheek.
"Alright James, out. I'm going to put on clothes and then we can go out to find your presents. I hope you know its a bit late for you to be doing this." Hermione rolled her eyes.
James just stuck his tongue out at her, and walked out of her room, shutting the door behind him.
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Hermione and James spent most of the day looking for his presents to the rest of the Marauders. Of course, he made her wait for him in The Three Broomsticks while he got something for her. Which surprisingly didn't take him very long. They were currently in the tea room with Dorea and Charlus. Hermione was blowing on a cup of hot tea, her legs curled up under her in the comfy chair.
"You're both all situated with the presents, yes?" Charlus asked them, dropping a sugar cube into his tea.
"Yes sir, thank you." Hermione responded, while James just nodded.
"Do you need any help wrapping, Hermione? I know James doesn't even know how to wand wrap," Dorea teased him, shaking her head.
"If you wouldn't mind it. I actually need to use the kitchens closer to Christmas. I'm making Peter a cake." Hermione then whipped to James, "Don't tell him."
"I won't tell him, I won't." James chuckled.
"You can use anything you need, Dear." Dorea smiled at her.
Hermione really liked it here.
