Chapter 6: Hermione's Pensieve
Hermione had just got out of her Pensieve remembering what she saw. She was now an Auror at the age of fourty two. It had been twenty eight years since she saw all her friends from their seventh year. Ron had broken his nose because of her. Harry and Ginny were happily married after Ginny gradurated Hogwarts. Seamus and Dean were head of the Auror's Headquarters. Ron was happily married to Hermione. Harry, Ron, and Hermione all were Aurors. Whatever happened to Luna, Colin, Dennis, Neville, Lavendar, and Pavarti were mysterious.
Hermione sat at her desk reading the Daily Phophet.
"Harry Potter and Ron Weasley's Bodies Found in London."
"Mister Harry Potter and Ron Weasley's bodies were found on August eighteenth in London Park. A muggle by the name of Brian Fressis found both bodies lying there unconsious. "They layed there with their eyes wise open. It's suprising neither were dead." the muggle said to the Daily Phophet earlier that day. Both Mister Potter and Weasley are in St. Margos both on breathing mechines. If you have any information on either of these people, please contact the minister at once. The story continues on pages 7, 8, and 9."
Hermione sat the newspaper down and looked at her picture of Ron and her wedding. She couldn't believe that Ron and Harry had been hurt. Harry and Ron were just at work yestreday, Hermione thought. She got up from her desk and walked out to the front desk. Seamus and Dean were standing behind it talking. "I can't believe it happened to the best Aurors in our year. I don't know how we're going to replace them." Seamus was saying to Dean.
Hermione stood there. "Um, Dean, Seamus, can I talk to you?" she said. "Sure, what is it?" Seamus said. "I just came out of my office after reading the Daily Phophet, and do you know what hospital room Harry and Ron are in?" she asked. "No, but you can take the day off if you would like." Dean said. "May I?" she asked. "Certainly. Ron is your husband and Harry is your friend. Go ahead and take the day off. How about the rest of the week?" Seamus asked. "Okay." Hermione said, and she disapparated off to St. Margos.
