CHAPTER 8- Hermione's POV
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It's been a melancholy summer so far. I didn't think it was possible for it to get any gloomier here at headquarters, but it has…
Most of us are still grieving about Sirius. (That overgrown, greasy bat isn't…) Merlin! I still cannot believe that Sirius is really dead! It just isn't fair. It feels like it happened just yesterday, when in reality, it happened weeks ago…
It's been rough on all of us; but it has been the absolute worst for Harry and Remus. I cannot even begin to fathom what they are going through… Harry has lost the closest thing he had to a father. And poor Remus lost the last of his childhood mates. Now he really and truly is the last remaining Marauder.
I feel so badly for the both of them…
It was quite unfortunate that barely a week after the whole debacle at the Ministry, we had to leave for the summer holiday. So, once again Harry was shipped back to his muggle relatives' home. I have no doubt that it's been virtually impossible for Harry to sort through all the emotions he's dealing with , and grieve properly with those wretched, awful people making his life harder than it already is.
I had initially gone home for the summer like everyone else did. But after about a month, my parents had an opportunity to participate in a dental program in a particularly destitute village in Mozambique; and that they would be there for the summer, and most likely the better part of the year, too.
So, they said that I could either go stay with the Weasley family, or I could go stay with my aunt and uncle in Canterbury until it was time to go to Hogwarts.
Like the choice would difficult. I went to owl Ron a letter asking for permission to stay with his family. And I got a response three days later saying that it was ok. However, rather than going to the Burrow, we were going to be staying at Grimmauld Place.
So, we've been here for about a week now. They'll be going to fetch Harry soon, so that he can spend his birthday with us. In the meantime, we have been busy cleaning the place, getting ready for Harry's arrival, and his impending birthday party.
We quite obviously, left Sirius' room alone. No one was keen to try and clean it. Besides, Remus has been adamant that it be left alone; he said he would take care of it himself…