The morning of the 12th came and went and Hermione was still in bed. She had exhausted herself and was incredibly tired. After noon, Hermione woke having to pee so bad she jumped and ran. Once she made it she was thankful that she had worn the sweats that Charlie had picked. Once she made her way downstairs she realized that she was starving. And grabbed the first things she saw. An apple and a banana. She was done with the banana in no time and only turned around once she had started on the apple. Her eyes flew open wide.

"Professor McGonagall!" she tried to yell but it came out muffled with the huge bite of apple she had just taken. She chewed quickly and tried again. "Hello."

"Hello, Mrs. Granger, how are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm doing well," Hermione answered before suddenly remembering she never got a letter.

"I've been trying to reach you in person, but I have had an incredibly hard time catching you, I almost gave up and just owled you, anyway," She smiled. "I have a question to ask you."

"What is it?" Hermione was getting weary.

"I wanted to ask if you wanted to come back for your final year. I know Ron and Harry aren't coming but I know you haven't committed to anything, yet. It would be all over the prophet," She added. "There would be a few things to consider and decide about but it's all up to you."

What all would there be to think about?" Hermione asked confused.

"Well, you are actually the last person I've asked about this, I was able to catch everyone else and we have a few returning students. You have the choice to have your own dorm room, firstly. Also, you were obviously going to be head girl so if you would like to be head girl that position is open to you, the person that we have chosen for this year told me to offer it to you, first. Other than that, you would just have a few extra privileges such as going to Hogsmeade when you want, as long as you check out with your Head of House."

"Who all is going back?" She asked curiosity killing the cat, she just had to know.

"So far we have Neville Longbottom and Pavarti Patil with you. Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones from Hufflepuff Padma Patil and Lisa Turpin for Ravenclaw and From Slytherin we have Tracey Davis."

"That's not bad," Hermione considered. Looking around the room. She saw Mrs. Weasley, Sitting beside McGonagall, looked excited for her. Charlie, standing behind them, looked her in the eyes and gave a slow nod. That was it, "I'm going back!" She started bouncing up and down in a really un-Hermione type of way. Maybe this was the new Hermione. "But as bad as I wanted to be Head girl someday, I really just want to take this year a bit easier. It's an honor but I will pass, it's not fair to someone else that worked so hard to get there."

"Ginny thought you deserved it, though, if you wanted it." Headmistress McGonagall told her

"Ginny knew?" Hermione almost cried out.

"She found out today, about an hour ago, I was told how busy you have been, so I wanted to wait for you to wake up. I imagine you rarely get days to sleep in. I was going to talk to you the morning the letters went out, but George needed his family, so I've had a hard time catching you. Now about the rest of it Do you want to share a dorm room, or would you prefer to have your own?"

"I would prefer to have my own," Hermione answered quickly. "My sleeping and study habits have always annoyed my roommates, so I don't want to do that this year." She elaborated, even if it was more over the nightmares than anything else.

"Alright, we will set you up with your own room. Other than that, since you were a prefect I would like to keep you as an honorary prefect. What I mean by that is that you won't have to do rounds but if you see something you take care of the problem, this includes taking and giving points. Also, if you want to volunteer for any prefect duties you can from rounds to setting up events. It's entirely up to you how much you want to participate." McGonagall looked hopeful. "Does that sound like something you would be interested in?"

"I think that-"

"Wait!" Ginny came into the kitchen. "Hermione, you've always wanted to be head girl," she looked to McGonagall, "You know she's more than likely going to want to do things with us and help when we need her. Give me the badge." She put her hand out. When Headmistress McGonagall gave it to her she duplicated it. "I think you should be Honorary Head Girl, not an Honorary Prefect."

"Thank you." Hermione hugged Ginny, she was a true friend. "I definitely accept as long as it's known that Ginny is Head Girl.

"Perfect, here's your letter and I'll need you both in the prefects meeting. It will start at eleven thirty and I'm sure you will be early. I already gave Ginny a list of the announcements and names of the prefects, so it will be easy for you to go from there."

"Who will I tell when I want to go to Hogsmeade? I mean who will Head of Gryffindor house be, now?" Hermione clarified.

"That one is still being worked on, I have someone who finally agreed to teach Defense and I am trying to get him to agree to be head, but we shall see."

"Why does he not want to do it? Hermione was a bit confused, it was an honor.

"Many reasons, I suppose, I think part of it is because he's not sure he wants to teach more than a year." She told Hermione.

"That's crazy, teaching is very noble and rewarding."

"Well when you finish at the end of the year, if you would like to apply, come let me know. Some of our teachers are only on for the year and will decide after that and some are only teaching until I find a replacement or until the end of the year, whichever comes first." McGonagall looked a bit stressed, but Hermione was confident that it would work out for her.

"I had never considered teaching, but I might think about that." Hermione could see herself helping out the first years and watching the older kids come into their own. It was actually very appealing to her and she knew she could still advocate the rights of creatures while she was a teacher. "Let me know if there are any special classes or anything that I would need to take."

"There aren't, we just sit in on a few classes and give a few pointers. Help get you a lesson plan going and let you take it from there." McGonagall made it sound so simple, but Hermione knew there would be more to it. Mostly, Handling the students would be the toughest part. She was actually liking the idea more and more as she thought about it. "I better get back to the castle and get to work, term starts in less than three weeks, now." She bid them goodbye and was on her way.

"I told you so," Charlie smirked at her.

"Yeah, yeah." Hermione couldn't help the grin on her face. "Did you already get your things?" she asked Ginny.

"Not yet, I was hoping to go tomorrow if someone can go with us." She turned to Charlie with a raised eyebrow.

"I mean you could say please," He joked, "yes, I can go with you two tomorrow." He told Ginny.

"Yay!" Ginny was clapping her hands in excitement. "George paid me for all the time I've helped in his shop, everyone else apparently refused to take the payment. I tried to, but George said he would just set up an account at Gringotts for me, anyway. I have enough to get my supplies and a few extras." Ginny was positively beaming. "I know we got money for all of the war efforts we put forth, but it feels good to not have to ask for the money." She said.

"Tomorrow it is" Hermione Smiled with delight at going back but was also sad to know that in less than three weeks she would be leaving Charlie behind. Sure there was Christmas and Easter Holiday but it just wasn't going to be the same. The only thing she could think of was that she could meet him in Hogsmeade on weekends when he wasn't busy.

Hermione sat, contemplating how her year was going to go. For once, she had almost no idea, she was going to have to talk to Charlie to see what his thoughts and ideas were. Maybe he wouldn't even want to stay with her after she went back. Maybe going back was going to be a bad idea. Hermione stood up and went up to her room, by the time she made it she couldn't breathe. Her chest was getting tight, she was dizzy, and her vision was going black in her peripheral. She fell into her room and landed on her hands and knees. She tried to shut the door quietly. Hermione didn't know if she should try to make it to her bed, but the decision was made for her when she couldn't crawl any further and fell. She concentrated on her breathing, trying to take deep, long, slow, full breaths. Her ears were ringing, and she thought she was going to pass out.

Charlie thought it was odd that Hermione would just up and leave after finally getting the news that she was going back to Hogwarts. When Ginny called her name and she didn't answer it was weird. What was completely alarming was when he heard a faint thump. Her room was on the third floor, technically four if you count the ground level. He shouldn't be able to hear anything from the kitchen. He jumped out of his chair, knocking it flying, and raced up the stairs. Something was wrong, and he knew it, he could feel the unease in him. He knocked on the door and didn't get a response. Charlie decided he would try one more time before he barged in. On the second attempt he also received nothing, so he tried the knob. When he opened the door he saw Hermione laying, unresponsive on the floor.

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