Chapter 40
Hermione remained at her parents' side just waiting and watching as both her mother and father slowly took another breath. She'd know tomorrow how her parents were; and they…they would know who she was.
And she found herself pausing at that moment, because…she wasn't the same person who had taken their memories away from them and replaced them with new ones.
She wasn't the same as she had been even two weeks ago, let alone even a month ago.
So much had happened over the last several weeks.
To Hogwarts.
To Ron.
To Harry.
To her.
She had been tortured by Bellatrix and almost killed at Malfoy Manor. They had broken into Gringotts; and in an effort to escape, ridden a dragon. Fought in a battle at Hogwarts as they searched for the last of the Horcruxes.
Won.
She had a profound misunderstanding with Ron regarding Harry; to the point that she had not spoken to him alone since that fateful morning.
To now, living in Minerva's rooms; and helping her overcome demons as profound as her own.
She blinked back the thoughts, because truly – how was she to recount the events of the last several weeks; let alone the past year to her parents? Would they even understand?
Sighing, she moved away without a backward glance no longer wanting to spend time on events she could do little about today. As that was tomorrow's problem, and she had far too much to worry about today.
At once, her thoughts turned to why she had actually come to St. Mungos and what she needed to do before returning to Hogwarts.
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