Previously...
"Healer Manoire was the healer who asked you about your memory. She's the memory specialist here." my mind flickered back to the American woman.
"Ok, I'll remember. When are we doing the check?"
"As soon as possible hopefully. Mr Weasley, please could you and your kids step into the waiting room and we will be done with the check in a few minutes." Quite quickly, Ron managed to usher the children into the waiting room and kissed me on the lips.
Chapter 6
After the checkup, I was allowed to have my wand back. Ron came straight to my bedside when he was allowed back in.
"Hermione! How are you feeling?"
"Better, but at the moment, I just want to go home." I tiredly swung my legs round so they were hanging off the bed. Hugo saw my bare feet and quickly grabbed a pair of shoes from the bag and placed them by my feet. I smiled lovingly at Ron, proud of my child. I just wished that I could remember the past few days when I had the accident.
We stepped out of the old and ragged department store where I could feel the wind hit my face. I quickly wrapped my coat around me and with it, came Ron's arm. I was glad that he was a human radiator of some sort so he radiate heat.
"A few more minutes and you'll be sat at home, on the sofa drinking a mug of steaming hot tea." Rose perked up at the mention of tea and asked for a cup of Molly's famous hot chocolate. We got to the apparation point and clutched onto Rose and Hugo. Then I felt the pull of apparation take me home.
When we arrived home I felt a strange urge to start crying. I had cried a lot for the past 2 days and I didn't want to cry but the tears streamed out my eyes.
"Why are you crying mummy? Have I done something bad? Or has Rose?" I wished I could go back to being a young, naïve 5 year old. Life back then was so much more easier.
"No Hugo, it's not you, Rose or daddy, it's because I miss home lots. Ok?" I quickly rubbed my eyes to get rid of the tears.
"Ok mummy, Me and Rose are going to play outside in the garden," Hugo gave me a peck on the cheek and ran to put his shoes on. Ron helped me towards our room and helped me on the bed.
"Hermione, are you ok?" I had to lie to make him believe but I needed to ask him a lot of questions and tell him that I don't want to go anywhere until I worked out what happened to me.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Ron, what did I look like when you found me on the doorstep?" I needed the truth. All of it.
A/N: Mwahahaha! I feel evil for leaving you suspended on a cliffhanger! I'll swap the next chapter for more reviews!
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A xxx