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Hermione sat in the living room on her own with Crookshanks sitting on her lap, she was staring blankly out of the window with a few tears escaping her eyes.
Her Grandma and Father had rushed off to hospital ten minutes ago after receiving a very urgent and worrying phone call about her mum. The doctors told her dad that she had a bad night and this morning she had deteriorated even more. Her Grandma made her stay behind as it would have been too emotional for Hermione to handle but promised that they will ring her as soon as they hear any news and that one of them will come back and bring her to the hospital when she is more stable.
Hermione sighed and rubbed her eyes. She had hardly gotten any sleep this past week, she had been too worried about her mother to be able to actually fall asleep. When she was alone she always tried to distract herself from worrying. She had finished all of her summer work so she couldn't distract herself with that anymore, recently she had been reading extra books on her N.E.W.T subjects so she will know what she will be studying this year. But she had read all of them as well. So she has begun to reread Hogwarts: A History again. Hermione gently put down Crookshanks and she slowly walked to her room. She picked up her book on her desk and sat down on her bed and began to read.
10 minutes later she closed the book and put it down. She was just to worried about her mum to read. She knew deep down in her heart that she won't last much longer; she was getting worse each day. It broke her heart to think about it, although sometimes she tries not to, but its getting harder everyday.
She started to think about what her Grandma said, she told her again this morning that she should tell her friends at Hogwarts so she will get all the support she will need while completing her final year at school. She wanted to tell them, but she just didn't know what to say, she thought about telling them when she see's them, maybe by then it might be a little easier. She has mentioned briefly that her mother was ill to Harry, but she hasn't heard from him since last week. She didn't blame him though. This was probably the only summer he has had with people who actually care for him, he deserves to have a good time instead of listening to her problems.
Hermione looked at her clock on her bed side table it read 9:00am. Hermione sighed. She hated waiting, she wanted to rush down to the hospital right now but knew it was a bad idea. She will just have to wait until her Grandma rang.
Hermione's stomach rumbled with hunger. She smiled slightly before getting up of her bed. Instead of going down stairs she went to her wardrobe and pulled out some fresh clothes and walked towards the bathroom grabbing a towel as she passes.
Half an hour past and Hermione walked back out, her hair still wet from her shower she grabbed her wand and with a little flick her hair began to steam and then was fully dry. She smiled to herself, she loved doing the little spells outside school now that she was of age, she doesn't use magic at home regularly as she got used to not using magic during the summer months but was slowly starting to use magic more and more.
Hermione walked down stairs and into the kitchen, but before she could but the kettle on she heard the phone ring.
Hermione froze for a minute then quickly ran for the phone, 'I hope mum is okay' she thought.
Hermione picked up the phone quickly, "Hello."
"Mia? Hello sweetie." Sylvia said on the other end of the phone.
"Hi Grandma, is mum okay?" she asked urgently.
"Oh Mia, your mother is well…okay as she can be, but she has gotten worse hunny I'm sorry. She is stable now and just sleeping," she told her.
"Oh god, why is the happening" Hermione cried, "can I come down and see her?"
"I'm afraid not sweetie I'm sorry but the doctors said she isn't up to more than two visitors today, it's best if you stay home and I will bring you down here tomorrow when she is awake." Sylvia told her softly.
Hermione nodded with a tear falling down her cheek, "Okay grandma." she whispered.
"Me and your father are going to stay here a little while longer just to make sure that she is okay Mia, why don't you call one of your friends? Maybe have them pop over, or you go over the their house? You can get to their house in seconds with that wizard travel you do sweetie." she suggest.
"It's called apparition Grandma and it's okay, the only one who has my number is Ginny, and the Weasleys don't know about anything yet." Hermione sighed.
"Okay then sweetie but if you change your mind, leave a note so we know where you are, I have to go now, I will see you later Mia." Sylvia said.
"Okay Grandma, bye." Hermione whispered and put the phone down.
She slowly made her way to the kitchen again, she turned the kettle on and put some toast into the toaster.
Five minutes later Hermione sat down at the table and began to eat her toast and drink her cup of tea.
As soon as she finished eating the phone rang again, Hermione's head shot up, her heart beating really fast. Why is her Grandma ringing again? Something must of happened.
Hermione rushed to the phone and picked it up.
"Hello?" she said quietly.
"Hello? Is Hermione there? Have I got the right number?" a boys voice came from the phone.
Hermione looked puzzled but she could recognise that voice anywhere, "Harry?"
"Hermione?" he replied.
"Yeah it's me." she said.
"Thank god, I thought I had the wrong number." Harry laughed.
"It's good to hear from you but how on earth did you get my number." Hermione asked him while walking over to the sofa and sitting down.
"Well remember first year? I gave you the Dursley's number to you and Ron and you gave me yours, but well that isn't really relevant because I lost it, but I asked Ginny if she had your number and she did so she gave it me and now I'm taking to you." Harry explained.
"Oh right, But why ring? You could of owled me." Hermione asked.
"Because I now can tell if there is anything wrong, its hard to tell in a letter, so what is going on with your mum? How ill is she." Harry asked, sounding concerned.
Tears sprang to her eyes again, "Er…nothing its…erm okay." she said, her voice shaking.
"That gives me my answer." he said sounding worried, "don't lie to me Hermione, I can tell it isn't okay, you can tell me anything."
"It's just so hard." she whispered, closing her eyes, and with the other hand she wiped away her tears.
"Come to my house." Harry said suddenly.
Hermione looked confused, "what?"
"Come to mine, you know the address Sirius said he told it you last year when the whole thing was kept secret, just come over and we can talk properly, Moony and Padfoot aren't in, they have gone out for the day so it will just be us, and we can talk properly rather than on the phone, because I'm guessing you need a friend right now." Harry explained to her.
Hermione paused for a second before answering him, "okay, I guess your right, I will be a few minutes I just need to write a note for my Grandma and Dad."
"Okay then, I will see you in a few." Harry said, and he put the phone down.
Hermione put down the phone and dug out some spare paper from the cabinet and a pen and wrote a quick note, she placed it on the coffee table and walked into the hall.
She pulled on her coat and locked the front door using the spare keys her dad left for her and without another glance she disapparated on the spot.
Harry placed the phone down and smiled, he was glad that he made Sirius install a muggle phone in their mansion, although he thought it was a stupid thing and was still confused on how to work the 'muggle speaking device' even after both Harry and Remus explained how it works.
Harry went into the kitchen and made two mugs of tea's he figured Hermione might need it. He placed the mugs down in the living room when he heard the door bell go.
Harry pulled the door open and instantly pulled Hermione into a hug, she hugged him back and gave him a small smile.
Harry and Hermione walked into the living room and he gave her one of the mugs of tea, she smiled a thank you and began to drink it.
"God Hermione you don't look so good, when was the last time you got some proper rest?" Harry asked.
Hermione put her mug down, and looked at him, "the last night of Hogwarts, since then its only been a few hours a night." she answered him truthfully.
"Oh god" he whispered to himself, "you want to talk about it?"
Hermione sighed and looked down, "my mum is really ill, she has been in hospital for a while, I only found out the day I came home, they didn't want to worry me and put me of my exams, but no matter how much I worry or cry it won't change anything."
"There's always hope." Harry reassured her while taking her hand.
Hermione shook her head, begging the tears in her eyes not to fall, "there is nothing that can be done."
Harry had a puzzled expression, "there is always something that can be done, either muggle or magical cures could help."
Again Hermione shook her head, "the muggle cure didn't work and there isn't a magical cure for it yet." she whispered, while silently cursing them few tears that escaped.
Harry's eyes widened, something clicked in his mind, he had a vague idea of what her mothers illness may be, he knew that the magical world still haven't found a cure for cancer yet; he read it in one of his potion books once, and he knew that the muggle way will sometimes not cure cancer, he didn't want to say out loud as to what he thinks it is incase he upset her even more, "what's wrong with her?" he asked quietly.
Hermione looked at him, "You know, I know you know, I can see it in your eyes the moment you figured it out."
"Cancer?" he whispered.
Hermione nodded and dissolved into tears.
Harry wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. He let her hide her face in his top and cry. He figured she hasn't really had a good cry about all of this since she found out so he let her get it out of her system. He began to rub her back and arm soothingly trying to comfort her, but he knew their was only so much you could say to somebody when they are about to lose a parent, it is the worst feeling in the world.
Sylvia and John walked up the path towards the house. Sylvia went to open the door but found that it was locked. John gave a puzzled look to his mother in law and took out his keys and opened the door.
"Hermione?" John shouted and walking towards the stairs, wondering if his daughter was asleep and locked the door for safety; he had always told her to lock the door if she was alone and was upstairs.
Sylvia walked into the living room and found Hermione's note. She smiled and picked it up and read it. "John dear, Hermione has gone to her friends house." she called.
John walked into the living room and she passed the note to him and he read it.
"Dad, Grandma.
I've gone to Harry's house for a while. He phoned me and told me to go over, I guess you was right Grandma, I do need my friends around me. I don't know when I will be back, will be a while.
Love Hermione x"
John smiled and put the note down, he knew this was hard for her and she needed her friends support. He was finally glad that she told somebody.
Sylvia smiled at him and patted his shoulder, "I'll put the kettle on." she said.
Around ten minutes later Hermione pulled away from Harry and quickly wiped away her tears.
Harry gave her a small smile and held her hand again. "Hermione…" he started to say but Hermione cut him off.
"Please Harry don't say everything will be okay because right now it can't be." She cried.
Harry wrapped his other arm around her shoulders, "I wasn't going to say everything will be okay because right now it isn't and it properly isn't going to be for a while."
Hermione looked up at him and sniffed.
"What your going through is painful, and no one should go through this at your age. It's going to tough and there will be times were you just want to scream and shut off from the world but you have to stay strong because your mum would want you to stay strong." Harry told her.
Hermione nodded and tears fell as she listened to him.
"She will never leave you, she will always be in your heart and memories, so she will never be forgotten. It will get easier over time, I know it doesn't seem like it will but eventually it will, you will learn to cope. I know I can't remember my parents but I still think about them every day and Sirius and Remus always talk about them so they are never really gone." Harry told her. He gave her another hug and let her lean against him.
"Thank you Harry." Hermione whispered.
"It's no problem Mione, I will always be here for you, and you will always be welcome here." Harry told her.
Hermione smiled and lent her head on his chest and closed her eyes.
"My my my, what do we have here?" a voice said behind them.
Harry and Hermione both jumped and turned around.
Sirius was standing at the door grinning at the two teens, but his grin faded a bit when he saw Hermione's blotchy face.
"You okay Hermione?" he asked.
"Course she's not you bloody scared us to death!" Harry joked.
Hermione smiled at him, "I'm fine Sirius don't worry about it. Thanks for inviting me over Harry, I better go my dad will wonder where I am." she said getting up from the sofa.
"Okay, I'll walk you to the door." Harry said. They both walked out and Harry sent Sirius a playful glare.
"Thanks again Harry for just listening and being there." Hermione said as she opened the front door.
"Anytime and I mean it don't be a stranger, you can come around whenever you want." Harry told her.
Hermione smiled, "Thank you." she gave him a hug and disapparated home.
Harry closed the door when she left and walked back into the living room.
"Well I can see why you wanted me and Mooney out of the way pup, but haven't you already got a girlfriend?" Sirius laughed.
Harry rolled his eye, "Grow up Sirius we are just friends."
"Looked like more than friends from where I was standing." Sirius said shaking his head at him in playful way.
Harry sighed, "Well from were I was standing I was comforting a friend who just sobbed her heart out to me while telling me her mum is dying of cancer." he told him.
Sirius eyes widened, "What? No way, poor girl bet she is in bits."
"She is, just don't tell anyone okay? I don't think she wants everyone to know just yet." Harry told him.
"Course not." he said.
Hermione walked through the door and hung her coat up. She stopped at the living room door to say hello to her Grandma and dad.
"Hello sweetie did enjoy going to your friends?" Sylvia asked, looked over her magazine, he dad also looked at her waiting for her answer.
"It was okay, I told him everything. Its good to have somebody else to go to for support." she said, then yawned.
"Dinner will be ready soon if you want any?" her dad asked.
"I'm not that hungry dad, is it okay if I just go to bed?" she said.
"Sure love you go up and rest." he smiled.
Hermione smiled back and made her way upstairs.