Home for the Summer
Chapter Thirty-One: Fallen Pieces
" Lily" Hermione gasped holding his arm, " look".
Lily nearly screamed, " oh my...that's' the mark of...isn't it?".
" Yes, Voldemort" she was just as scared, " the mark of a death eater. But Harry's not one of them, he can't be a follower of Voldemort, him of all people".
Lily nodded, " you're right, you'd know if he was. Besides, Voldemort can't even tough him" she glared at the scar, which was now pitch black, " has it ever done that?".
" No" Hermione whispered, " what the hell is wrong with him?".
Lily continued the examination of her son. " If memory serves me correctly, he's been hexed".
Hermione knew the brilliance by the great Lily Potter. Hogwarts was very fond for their students to learn about her and her husband, when everyone thought she was dead. With the love of her husband, Hermione could only trust her. " What kind of hex?".
Lily looked at her, then back at Harry. " Hermione, do you remember anything from your first year at Hogwarts?".
She tried to think, but it was hard to adjust her memory on something else. " Yes, a lot of things. I met Harry and Ron on the train that year".
Lily made sure there was no sign of David on the second floor. Lowering her voice and leaning in closer, " what about the sorcerers stone?".
Hermione nodded, " yes, Professor Quir- I mean Lord Voldemort was after it. That's why he tried to kill Harry, I believe it was because, he had it in his pocket".
" What happened to it?".
She became worried of Lily's expression, very distraught, " it was destroyed, why?".
Lily placed her finger over the mark on Harry's arm, " see, it's an amber color. If he was a follower, then it'd be black".
" Then what does amber mean?".
" It's the same color as the stone, which means, it's been found".
Hermione shook her head, " it was destroyed".
Lily glared at her, " there's no proof, you were only told".
She arched an eyebrow, " what does the stone have to do with this?".
" I-I'm not too sure, and I don't want to scare you with anything until I am" just those words made her stomach turn.
David reappeared in the doorway, a dishtowel in hand, " any change?" he really did look worried.
" No" Lily stood, " I'm going to get some books that I believe may help. I should be back soon, would you like me to bring Ella with me?". Hermione nodded, Ella was thrilled about the idea, and maybe it was better if she didn't see what was happening.
After Lily and Ella left the room, Hermione glared at Harry, only him. Both her and her so called father were both uncomfortable with the situation.
" Here you are" he stood behind her, holding the ice filled towel.
" Thank you" she gently placed it over his scar. Even when unconscious, it was easy to tell that it still hurt.
Before David spoke again, she covered Harry's arm with the blanket. " I'm sorry".
" For what?" she didn't want to know why he was sorry, but for which wrong doing he was apologizing for.
David sighed, " for everything, everything I did to hurt you, even showing up today".
Hermione let out a small laugh expressed in disappointment, " that isn't the first".
She felt him sit on the mattress behind her, but still couldn't see him. " You're my only daughter Hermione, my only child. When you were a baby, I had so many dreams and hopes for you".
" My life is not yours to live. If you loved me, you would not care of the decisions I made".
" I do love you, but, when you were only a teenager, maybe you made a few wrong choices".
She contained her growing anger in her body. " For another two months, I still am a teenager, and I can't see anywhere I went wrong where I may regret something. The biggest mistake I've made in the past five years is when I accused Harry of having an affair, and I still wonder how I was stupid enough to do such a thing. Maybe when you threw me out, it was the best thing you could have done for me".
There was a long pause, each second acting as a minute or an hour. The mattress slightly leveled. " Then I'm sorry that you have to feel that way Hermione" footsteps towards the door, " I'm staying at the Grand London Hotel, should be there for another day or so".
When he left the bedroom, Hermione felt a sudden urge not to let him leave. Before she could think it over, she was running down the hallway after him.
" Dad, wait!" he was midway down the stairs. The words shocked him more than her. " Is mum with you?".
David looked away for a moment, " your mother is dead".
Chapter Thirty-One: Fallen Pieces
" Lily" Hermione gasped holding his arm, " look".
Lily nearly screamed, " oh my...that's' the mark of...isn't it?".
" Yes, Voldemort" she was just as scared, " the mark of a death eater. But Harry's not one of them, he can't be a follower of Voldemort, him of all people".
Lily nodded, " you're right, you'd know if he was. Besides, Voldemort can't even tough him" she glared at the scar, which was now pitch black, " has it ever done that?".
" No" Hermione whispered, " what the hell is wrong with him?".
Lily continued the examination of her son. " If memory serves me correctly, he's been hexed".
Hermione knew the brilliance by the great Lily Potter. Hogwarts was very fond for their students to learn about her and her husband, when everyone thought she was dead. With the love of her husband, Hermione could only trust her. " What kind of hex?".
Lily looked at her, then back at Harry. " Hermione, do you remember anything from your first year at Hogwarts?".
She tried to think, but it was hard to adjust her memory on something else. " Yes, a lot of things. I met Harry and Ron on the train that year".
Lily made sure there was no sign of David on the second floor. Lowering her voice and leaning in closer, " what about the sorcerers stone?".
Hermione nodded, " yes, Professor Quir- I mean Lord Voldemort was after it. That's why he tried to kill Harry, I believe it was because, he had it in his pocket".
" What happened to it?".
She became worried of Lily's expression, very distraught, " it was destroyed, why?".
Lily placed her finger over the mark on Harry's arm, " see, it's an amber color. If he was a follower, then it'd be black".
" Then what does amber mean?".
" It's the same color as the stone, which means, it's been found".
Hermione shook her head, " it was destroyed".
Lily glared at her, " there's no proof, you were only told".
She arched an eyebrow, " what does the stone have to do with this?".
" I-I'm not too sure, and I don't want to scare you with anything until I am" just those words made her stomach turn.
David reappeared in the doorway, a dishtowel in hand, " any change?" he really did look worried.
" No" Lily stood, " I'm going to get some books that I believe may help. I should be back soon, would you like me to bring Ella with me?". Hermione nodded, Ella was thrilled about the idea, and maybe it was better if she didn't see what was happening.
After Lily and Ella left the room, Hermione glared at Harry, only him. Both her and her so called father were both uncomfortable with the situation.
" Here you are" he stood behind her, holding the ice filled towel.
" Thank you" she gently placed it over his scar. Even when unconscious, it was easy to tell that it still hurt.
Before David spoke again, she covered Harry's arm with the blanket. " I'm sorry".
" For what?" she didn't want to know why he was sorry, but for which wrong doing he was apologizing for.
David sighed, " for everything, everything I did to hurt you, even showing up today".
Hermione let out a small laugh expressed in disappointment, " that isn't the first".
She felt him sit on the mattress behind her, but still couldn't see him. " You're my only daughter Hermione, my only child. When you were a baby, I had so many dreams and hopes for you".
" My life is not yours to live. If you loved me, you would not care of the decisions I made".
" I do love you, but, when you were only a teenager, maybe you made a few wrong choices".
She contained her growing anger in her body. " For another two months, I still am a teenager, and I can't see anywhere I went wrong where I may regret something. The biggest mistake I've made in the past five years is when I accused Harry of having an affair, and I still wonder how I was stupid enough to do such a thing. Maybe when you threw me out, it was the best thing you could have done for me".
There was a long pause, each second acting as a minute or an hour. The mattress slightly leveled. " Then I'm sorry that you have to feel that way Hermione" footsteps towards the door, " I'm staying at the Grand London Hotel, should be there for another day or so".
When he left the bedroom, Hermione felt a sudden urge not to let him leave. Before she could think it over, she was running down the hallway after him.
" Dad, wait!" he was midway down the stairs. The words shocked him more than her. " Is mum with you?".
David looked away for a moment, " your mother is dead".
