Author's note- their was an error in chapter 4 of the story. It says Minerva received an owl that hermia was adopted, but later it says she was never adopted. Hermia was never adopted, the sentence in ch. 4 is an error. Sorry, and thanks a lot.
Chapter 6-
Athena was amazed at the course of events over the last hour. She watched her mom write a note for her father and was amazed as they drove to the airport and boarded a plane for England. Her mother had told her it was very important to go on this trip, but wouldn't tell her what was in the letter that she got from the owl, the letter her mother had not let go of since she opened it. It was on parchment, not normal paper, and it was in a strange cursive in green ink. But she could not make out what it said from just seeing through the paper.
Hermia was amazed at her own actions. She read the letter over and over again. A promise to learn about her real family, and more information about them in this one letter than she had ever known about them in her entire life. The letter said her family was high standing in England, and were murdered. Something had made Hermia forget about the first ten years of her life, the letter had stated, even her real name. She was saved and the lady who saved her, the letter had stated, had given her the name Hermione, Hermia for short, and brought her to America. Hermia had made a pact with her husband that if any chance to learn about their real families came up, to take it, so she knew he would not be angry with her for leaving. The letter had also said to bring her child that was ten years of age. Hermia was shocked that the writer had such knowledge, but did as it said. It was truly frightening in some respects, though Hermia, this letter and this chance. What if it was a trap? Hermia knew she was crazy to go after it, but she did so because she needed to know, and if that involved bringing her daughter and flying to another continent, so be it. Hermia had waited her whole life to know about her family, her ancestors; she could not wait for another chance like this one.
Minerva woke slowly, and smiled, remembering where she was. she was happy to have lain with her love again. Albus and Minerva had not had such relations in over a year, and it felt good to be back to where they belonged. She looked over at her husband, who was waking.
"I love you." He murmured, "And I have a surprise for you,"
"What is it, my love?" she asked softly, "I need nothing more than you here beside me."
"Now, now, my beloved. But you will like this surprise I think." And then Albus told her about how he had written to Hermia and how she was on her way to England now. Minerva shot up.
"My god! Albus, you didn't! By Merlin, whatever did you do that for, think of what we're putting the girl through." But she was smiling in spite of herself.
"In some ways I wish I had kept her." Minerva said, "Then we could have had a daughter, we could have had a child. Albus, I am so sorry we could never have a child." Minerva turned away from him and began to cry, but he held her close and whispered to her, "Its okay, my dear. We've had a wonderful life together. And aren't you happy that Hermia is coming? She should be here later today, I said that I would get her from the muggle airport. Now do you want to come, or meet us here? She is bringing her little daughter, named Athena." Minerva looked at him blankly. "The name Athena is what Arabella told Hermia your name was. Minerva, Hermia loves you. And I think you have something in store for the little girl."
"Like what Albus? I don't understand." Albus smiled.
"Hermia, basically a pure blood, married a muggle man, however, the magical trait was passed on to their daughter, Athena, who is ten years old…" Minerva's eyes lit up. "Hogwarts!" she exclaimed, "The little girl can come to Hogwarts!" she smiled and kissed Albus. "You are my miracle worker, Albus. I love you."
