The night before school started Erin was reading through her new books, she had more than Hermione did and she wasn't dropping Care of Magical Creatures like the others. She was still taking all of her classes plus a few more. There was another owl that told them that the classes they wanted were being offered. She all of them were talking Ghoul Studies that year and she and Hermione were also taking Ancient Studies and Alchemy. After sitting down with her family and friends she knew more about herself and how others saw her. It was strange having memories in her mind of herself, but at least she was able to put together things better. They weren't her memories, but they were the next best thing to her own. "Come in," she called when there was a knock on her door.
Harry came in and she sat up a little smiling. "Hey, I just came to tell you about what's going on tomorrow."
"Sure, have seat." She moved her books with a wave of her hand giving them little thought as they settled on her desk in neat little piles.
Harry climbed up into her bed making himself comfortable. Erin knew that was his spot in here, not just from the memories, but with how he seemed made to just be there. "Sirius told me that in the morning some Ministry cars will be coming to pick us up."
"Seems like a bit of a waste since the station is just down the street," she pointed out.
"Yeah, but security and everything," He shrugged, he didn't understand it either. "Are you sure you're up to returning to Hogwarts?" He asked her anxiously. "I mean you're schedule is going to be so hectic, worse than last year…"
She nodded. "I need to go. I have to look to the future now since the past is all but lost to me. I have you and I have our friends and our family. I will be all right. I will be able to do this. I have to, Harry. I don't remember when this became my dream…but I feel that passion and drive to do this. Just think about our classmates, they don't have this chance and how many of them would give up a part of their life after Hogwarts just for the chance to continue? I'm doing this for future students and for our children. You know as well as I do that one of them at least yearns for that opportunity. I have the ability and I have the will to do this. I will find a way."
"What happens though if we can't defeat Voldemort before then?"
"Then I'll know I'll have done everything possible. We're both looking to future generations, Harry. You to make sure they aren't slaves to Voldemort's will and me to make sure they have the chance to fulfill their dreams."
"It's hard to think beyond today…" He said softly, tiredly.
"That's because we don't know what happens tomorrow. To me it doesn't matter though because I barely remember what happened yesterday." She grinned. That was a stretch, she could remember yesterday, but her memories were patchy and mostly made up of other people's memories.
There was a sound out in the stairwell. "I don't want to talk about this anymore, Nymphadora." Remus' voice said sounding strained and just this side of angry.
"Remus, please, don't do this…" Tonks said sounding like she was going to cry.
"It's over. I don't want to hear another word about it. Leave me alone!"
"This war drives some people together and others apart…" Harry said sadly.
"What's going on between them?"
"They love each other, but Remus is afraid."
"Why? Why should he be afraid of love?"
Harry sighed. "Because during the last war he loved someone and she was killed by Death Eaters…her and the baby."