She has to see them-her parents. But the thought is all too terrible.

Couple(s): Hermione/Ron

characters: Golden Trio

"I just don't think I can do this," She squeaked in a shaky voice, gripping the porcelain sink inside the Burrow's bathroom.

Ron and Harry who stood just outside the door looked at each other nervously, and then back to Hermione.

"You can," Harry finally whispered, "You must."

"Harry's right Hermione," Ron agreed, and slid past his best friend to stand behind Hermione. Gently he placed a hand on her back, and slowly rubbed the space between her shoulder blades, "We put it off long enough. You're going mad with the anxiety of all this waiting... it's time to go get your parents and fix their memories. "

"They'll never forgive me!" Hermione sobbed turning around on the spot and burying her head head under Ron's chin, her arms wrapping around him desperately.

Ron held his girlfriend and sighed, "They will...they will. They'll be livid-I'm not denying that. But they'll forgive you. Harry and I are both coming with you...we'll be your support. You're not going alone."

"They'll hate me!" Hermione sobbed, shaking from the source of her sobs.

"Nah," Ron disagreed, "Who could hate you?"

Harry wiggled his way into the bathroom, and shared a look with Ron. Ron nodded, and smiled at Harry, lifting his shoulders in half a shrug. Harry gently approached and settled into a hug with the pair, successfully sandwiching Hermione between them. For a moment Hermione's sobs became muffled, and then all was silent. Harry and Ron exchanged looks quietly counting down what would happen next.

A snort, and then loud giggle suddenly erupted from Hermione.

Ron and Harry's faces split into wide grins.

"What are you doing?" She giggled, voice muffled from her enclose space.

"Making a sobby witch sandwich," Harry answered.

"Hey! That's rude! We're making a brilliant sobby witch sandwich!" Ron said with a fake air of annoyance.

"Oh my mistake," Harry apologized dramatically, loudly talking over Hermione's wet giggles.

"...a brilliant sexy sobby witch sandwich..." Ron continued, an odd grin creeping on his face.

Harry made a face and cringed within the hug. "Hermione I've got to let you go. Ron's ruined it."

"He has hasn't he?" Hermione giggled, a hiccup sneaking in with her giggles.

"Ruined it? Bah!" Ron sniffed, rolling his eyes to the ceiling as he fought a silly grin.

Hermione giggled as Harry released her, tears still filled her eyes, but her face looked brighter. She looped her arms through her boyfriend's and her best friend and sniffled, "Thank you. Thank you both for coming with me. I know there's a lot going on...and...and everyone has their own problems but...but I really need you both with me for this."

Harry smiled reassuringly at Hermione, and Ron kissed the top of her head.

"We're here 'Mione," Ron rumbled gently from the top of her bushy curls, "Don't worry. You're Mum and Dad...they're gonna love you. They'll throttle you a bit, but they'll love you."

Hermione giggled wetly again, and with a sigh whispered, "There's only one thing left to do..."

"What's that?" Harry asked, brow furrowing with concern.

Hermione sighed a slow smile edging on her face as she cast twinkling eyes between the two men in the room, "Well I don't want to let either of you go, but I don't think we can get through that door frame."

End