Chapter 2:
Hermione Granger at that moment, was passing a stack of strawberry pancakes to her guest. After the war, Hermione left it all behind. She achieved her degree in the Mundane world the spring before she left for the "Year of Pain" with Harry. Her parents made her keep up with her studies at home as a compromise for going to Hogwarts. That was why she was always stressed at school, having two loads of homework puts a strain on anyone's personality.
Now Dan and Emma Granger are running their dental practice in Melbourne and she is running her bed and breakfast in Surrey. Hermione figured that Harry would never step foot here again. So, it should be safe from the Savior of the Magical World.
Harry, her brother, the only one who cared for her for seven years. She was happy for him, when he told her of his feelings for Katie. At least it wasn't Ginny. That girl had messed him up in more ways than he knew.
They had given into the stress, while cooped up in the tent, one night. Neither wanted to die a virgin and so lost that part to their best friend. Harry freaked out on her after the big battle. He was worried that she might be pregnant. Not that he was thinking of her. What he was worried about was how Katie would take it. At that moment, she couldn't deal with it. Hermione ran out of the castle and away from the magical world.
She cashed in her prize and bought her B&B. A month later, Hermione started feeling run down. She went to a local clinic and found out she was pregnant. They referred her to a doctor in the neighboring town. He told her that she was five months along. From the ultrasound they took, the baby looked sick. He was barely hanging on. He broke the news to her that she would be delivering a stillborn. She mentally counted back and figured that the trauma she received at the Malfoy Manor was the reason for her baby's pending death. The doctor said she would be able to carry successfully the next time. Hermione decided she would carry her son as long as she could. She made it another month. Jasen James Potter was born stillborn on his father's eighteenth birthday.
After serving breakfast to her full house, Hermione went about cleaning the newly vacant rooms. When she got her work for the day done and had prepared supper for the night, Hermione walked out to her son's grave under the great-grandfather willow. The braches almost touched the ground and surrounded the headstone and the little garden bench beside it.
"Hi Jasen, Mommy's here. I made pancakes today with the strawberries from the patch. I had a weird dream last night. I was in a large Ferris wheel, called the Eye; looking out over London. One of my former classmates was with me. We were cuddled up. I don't understand it. We never got along in school. I know I promised you that I would write to your father, I just can't build up the courage."
Hermione sends out her flyers to the area newspapers and post offices ; this time she also sends them to the Leaky Caldron and Gringotts, on a whim. She has some rooms for magicals.
Ragnok calls her immediately, asking for the right to promote her as a new wizard friendly, muggle establishment. Hermione agrees but tells him that she only has five rooms in the magic section.
"That's fine, Miss Jane Smith. I'm just surprised that you would go into such a business after what you have done Ma'am."
"How did you know, over the phone, sir?"
"Everyone knows your voice my dear. Lords Potter, Malfoy; older and younger, Longbottom, and Zabini, along with the elder Messrs. Weasley, have been looking for you for the last year. I'm going to suggest the B&B for their "Find Hermione" meeting."
"They need a meeting for that? Yes, tell anyone you want, but please don't tell them it's mine. They'll find out quickly as I run, cook and clean everything myself."
"If that's the way you want it. You have five magic rooms, how many otherwise?"
"Ten more, all fifteen have their own bathrooms. Breakfast and Dinner are included. Linens are changed and rooms are cleaned daily. We have an in ground pool and a large garden. Good day, My Lord Ragnok. May your riches expand beyond your dreams."
Hermione hangs up. The wizard bank will pull in a lot of business.
'It may not be a letter Jasen, but he'll find out now.' She thinks. ' I just hope Katie will understand.'
The next day, Hedwig comes with a reservation for; Harry, Draco, Katie, Neville, Luna, Bill, Charlie, Fred and George and Pansy and Blaise Zabini. All five magical rooms and one non, in one fell swoop.
"Three guesses who will have the non -magical room." Hermione smirks at the surprised owl, as she makes out the receipts and gives Hedwig a bowl of water and some bacon. She wraps up some more for when she gets home. She writes a note about the bacon.
Messrs. Potter, Malfoy, Longbottom, Weasley, Zabini, Mrs. Zabini and Miss Lovegood and Bell,
I do hope you'll enjoy your stay at the Jasen Inn. Here are your receipts and as your lovely owl still has an avid love of all things pork, I decided that I would send the leftovers from breakfast with her. I have already told her that it's hers from an old friend.
Warm regards,
The Jasen Inn.
"Here girl, peck Harry or Draco until they release the bacon. We both know that they'll try to keep it. It's yours. Good seeing you girl." She pats the snowy owl and opens her window. Hedwig clicks her beak and nuzzles her neck as a goodbye before taking off to London again.