AN: I was listening to AFI's SIng the Sorrow, while writing this part. And Jenna (the beta) adds that the first is Ron's POV, the second Hermione's, and the third is Harry's.
Part 5-Acceptance.
Harry has accepted I am leaving, and it seems, Hermione has as well, evidenced by her half smile after dinner that day.
I've taken Bill's advice and am now sitting in a muggle flying contraption, called an airplane.
My things are safely packed, minimized to be enlarged again in my my sturdy, weathered, beaten old Hogwarts trunk.
I've taken furnished rooms in Bigonville, the magical quarter of course.
Living three years with all things muggle was surely an adventure, and except for my first encounters with all things electric, it was a relatively pleasent one at that. The exception being the downtrodden states of my two best friends.
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Harry and I have moved to our new place, smaller then before, we decided we didn't need all that space, without Ron.
We are now in a two bedroom flat with a bathroom and one large room containing the kitchen, to be the living and dining areas. It is pleasant.
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Ron is gone and has taken his noise with him, no more loud sounds in the night covering for me and my terrors... Will Hermione be frightened? Terrified?
Nah, she is too strong for it to affect her.
I must remember silencing charms, the noise is no longer there to fall back upon, to block out my nightmares.
Maybe if they stopped, then I could move on?
Could that be half of the root of my problems?
To relive life's horrors night after night is a terrible thing.