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Own Nothing.

Four.

Hermione picked her fruit up one at a time as she focused on writing her reports, she had to write one on each of the people she met and how they were connected to the curse. She had finished half of them already and she had a few more days until she had to turn them in. She had been in Storybrooke Maine for over a month and started to notice the changes around the small town, how everyone had gotten used to her and Emma Swan being around.

"Good morning, mind if I take a seat?" Mr. Gold sat himself down across from her; she had taken his booth again in the diner. "What are you working on there, Missy?"

"Reports." She stated as she finished writing one about Henry. She let the ink dry and rolled up the parchment and slid it into her purse. She looked up at Mr. Gold and smiled. "How are you?"

He smiled in return. "Good as ever, I see that things are no longer hostile between us, I would hate to have you as an enemy."

She shrugged. "Most people regret making me an enemy." She capped her ink well and put it away with her quill, she closed her purse tightly, and she would finish reports later. "Are you eating breakfast with me this morning?" She wanted to know because Emma normally ate with her, her and Henry would come in before school. She glanced out the window and saw the pair walking down the street, she made eye contact with Emma and Emma nodded, seeing Mr. Gold. She led Henry to the school, opting to get donuts instead.

Hermione turned back to the older man across from her, eyebrow raised as he continued to stare at her. "I just wanted to have company this morning and you are in my booth. Seems to be a recurring pattern."

"It has good natural lighting." She stated. "How are things with your shop?"

"Just as good."

"No one seems to do much in this town, they just seem to repeat a calming pattern, except for David, Emma and Henry, and it amazes me sometimes how simple things go unnoticed."

"The boy was not born here and he brought Ms. Swan to Storybrooke and under her and Henry's advice Miss Blanchard read to Mr. Nolan. It's a sequence of events, nothing more."

She stared at him, eyes studying him as she picked up another piece of fruit, chewing on it as Ruby brought Mr. Gold his breakfast and a coffee. Ruby looked nervously between them before leaving. Hermione remained quiet as she chewed on her fruit, taking a sip of water before answering. "Why did you create the curse?"

He looked up from his breakfast and sighed. "I have no clue to what you are talking of."

She shook her head. "Of course not." She sighed and sat back in her booth and looked out the window at the clock tower. She watched as it moved to 8:30 position before she turned back to Mr. Gold. "You lost someone didn't you?"

He stopped, eyes widened as he stared at her. "Miss, this is not a conversation I want to be having."

She nodded and scooted out of the booth, she pulled out her wallet and paid for her meal and a tip. "I am here if you want to talk." She gave him a small nod before leaving the diner. He watched as she walked across the street, heading towards the bay.

Emma found Hermione sitting on a blanket, looking out of the bay not far from Henry's castle. "Hey." Emma smiled, sitting down. "Enjoying the view?"

Hermione nodded as she continued to look out. "I look out, to the waters and I imagine that England is just over the horizon, it's just within reach."

Emma looked at her sadly. "I never pegged you to be home sick."

Hermione dug into her purse and pulled out an old photograph. "This is my godson Teddy, he's really mine now, his parents were killed and I adopted him afterwards. He's staying with his Godfather while I'm here."

"I didn't know you had kids, or that you were married." Emma stated.

"It's just me and him. He wanted me to take him with me, to bring him. But I wouldn't allow it." Hermione sighed, looking down at the small picture of Teddy, he was about Henry's age, only slightly taller. It was a picture of him and her on his last birthday, a few months ago. "He's a werewolf, before you ask. He turns into a beast on the full moon of each month, so I couldn't let him harm anyone." She put the picture away. "I love my son, Ms. Swan and I would do anything for him, but I have to protect him from others first."

"It must suck for you to be away from him, so long." Emma whispered.

"I guess I have to get used to it, He'll be 11 soon and he'll be off at school, training to be a wizard." She looked sadly at Emma. "So will Henry, Emma, when he turns 11 he'll have to go to school to be taught magic."

Emma's eyes widened. "What?"

Hermione nodded sadly, looking back at the water. "The Ministry, who I work for, noticed Henry's powers and I was given the task that while I'm here to explain to both you and Mayor Mills about Henry's gift."

"When were you going to tell me?" Emma was upset, Hermione could tell that without looking at her. "Have you told Regina yet?"

Hermione nodded. "Once I got here, I informed her that the decision was out of her hands, that because of the curse, she lost all right to decide for Henry over his magic schooling."

"Are you telling me that I don't have any right either?" Emma stood up, angry.

"You have every right, you're his birth mother. He is going to have to go to school, no matter what. But you have the choice as to where, personally Hogwarts is better, but I here the ones America has now are doing well."

"If he does go to England, could I go with him?"

Hermione thought about it. "You could go to England, and live there, but the actual school, you can't, it's like a boarding school, holidays and summer he could spend with you."

"It's a lot to think about." Emma sighed, sitting back down. "It's too much right now."

"You have a year." Hermione stopped and thought about it. "Well, about ten and a half months actually."

"Thanks." Emma smiled at her and they just watched the waves in the bay.

Hermione walked into Mr. Gold's shop later that night and looked around, she wanted to talk to him, but she didn't know what to say. He walked up to the front, seeing her, he waiting patiently, seeing the look on her face. He sat on the stool behind the cashier and watched her.

She looked at everything, not really seeing much of it before, after the ordeal with Ashley; she hadn't come back to the shop. She hadn't spoken to Mr. Gold since then. "I have matters I have to attend to." She finally stated.

He remained quiet, letting her take her time to explain. "I have other officers under me, who need me to assist in breaking a few curses, then I was going to visit family before coming back." She looked at him, standing back by the bookcase, across the room from him.

"Why are you telling me this?" He asked.

"I think someone should know where I was going." She stated, looking at the titles of the books. "I can see that the town is getting to confortable around me, they're getting used to me, expecting me to do something. My job is just to observe."

"To break the curse." Mr. Gold stated.

Hermione shook her head. "That isn't my job."

"You could have told Ms. Swan, the boy, Sheriff Graham, but you decide to tell only me, why?" He changed the subject.

"Sometimes, it's easier to be helpful when you are not there and it's easier to help when you have someone to watch over for you."

"You trust me?" He chuckled. "I don't believe it."

She shrugged. "It doesn't matter, you can tell everyone else if you want, I just wanted to let one person know." She smiled. "In case I'm missed, they know that I'll be back."

"You think I'd miss you Missy?" He smirked.

She smiled and walked to the door. "I do." She opened it and closed the door, walking down the street before pulling out her broom from her purse and flew off.

He watched her leave, no one else on the streets that night; he watched her leave and smiled sadly. "Miss you already."