A/N: Hello! So it seems inspiration does exist, I was beginning to wonder! Anyway life is still hectic, but not as hectic, My step-sister had her baby in October and moved out a week after she was born, My other brother is home for the week and work is still busy! This probably isn't my best chapter but I did write it at about 3 am. Looking to start wrapping this one up soon. Please let me know what you think! FreindOfMolly, thank you so much for your understanding in the lack of updates! Anyone planing on going to the Deathly Hallows Premier, it would be nice to meet some fellow writers, feel free to follow me on twitter (you can spam me into writing) my name is MrsRupertGrint_ . Anyway I hope you enjoy.
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DISCLAIMER: NOT MINE, IF IT WAS I WOULD BE WALKING UP THE RED CARPET ON THURSDAY WITH RUPERT!
Ron and Hermione stayed in Australia for a few more days. Hermione had scheduled their visit to last three weeks, in order to help her parents sort things out. Now after the disastrous return of their memories, Hermione was certain to gain some kind of holiday from their trip.
They had spent a few days around the pool provided by the hotel where Hermione recounted the full argument she had had with her father to Ron. It was nearly a week before after she had restored her parent's memories, three days after the said fight when her mother turned up. Hermione had allowed her in but simply had no words for her; after all she had followed Jasper in his bid to ban his daughter from the Wizarding World!
"How are you? You look like you have been in the sun."
"We've been visiting the pool, trying to relax before we go home. What did you want?" Hermione replied.
Emily explained how guilty she had been feeling since their fall out. Both Jasper and Hermione were always hot tempered and stubborn, when she was younger Hermione always wondered how her mother coped when she and her father fought, but as she grew up and began to felt more ignored by her lack of presence by being at Hogwarts, those thoughts simply faded away.
Her mother came for lunch everyday after that. Ron often made himself scarce when her recognisable knock sounded at the door. Hermione didn't press him into staying with them, she was grateful to him for giving her and Emily the space. Hermione would show her appreciation back by giving him a plate of food and ensuring him peace to nap in the afternoon.
"Any reason for his disappearances at lunch? It would be nice to talk to him you know." Emily asked one afternoon.
"He is just giving us some space to talk; besides he uses the opportunity to catch up on some lost sleep."
"He seems to be looking better than when we first saw him." Emily stated.
Hermione didn't respond, her mother words were true; he had been talking more freely about what was going on in his head, the nightmares were still there but that was the case for both of them.
"Hermione? How is he really?"
"Still too quiet and having nightmares, he doesn't eat enough and has a habit of going into dark moods but I suppose that's the result of witnessing your brother die." Hermione could see the shock in her mother's face at the matter of fact tone in which she spoke.
They never spoke about her father, it was like the new taboo in Hermione's life, there was always tension when there was a chance Jasper could come into the conversation.
"When you going home?" Emily asked, unsure of where her daughter considered home.
"Next week."
"And then what?"
"I want to go back to school, if they let me that is."
"And then…" Emily remembered how as a child Hermione seem to have her whole life planed, even after she learnt about magic.
"I don't know, this time last year it was risky to plan one day a head. I haven't planed my life out since I was twelve."
"And what about Harry and Ron, will they go back?"
"No, not that they have told me, from what I know they are going to help George with the shop and then hope to go into Auror training."
"And you don't want that?" Emily asked, hearing the sadness in Hermione's voice.
"I can't make them go to school. It's just daunting at the idea of going without them but George needs to the help."
"And the Auror training?"
"When they pass, well, it means they could be called to missions at anytime, dangerous missions." Hermione shuffled over the fact that they would be leaving her; she shuddered and pushed the images of that night out of her mind.
Her mother's visits always seem to go so quickly. It made Hermione realise how much she had missed her. They always tried to have lunch when she was home from school; Hermione often felt guilty, maybe she hadn't tried as hard as she thought. As her mother promised her favourite meal for the next day, all that was Hermione's mind was Ron. She bid goodbye to Emily and made her way to the bathroom, reassured that Ron was still with her, she settled herself on the bed with a book.