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Chapter 26: Hope is reborn

Taking advantage of her time in the city, Storybrooke residents were quick to ask questions about the witch's life. They were very direct, when it was even to speak about sensitive topics. Indeed, she had been asked, if one day she had children, how they would be recognized in the magical world of this world or if there was not a way to bring Voldemort back to the right camp, like Regina. During a morning at Granny's, she began to talk about the Tournament. The third challenge was about to approach, she took the time to detail it.

She was really afraid of what could happen there. The Triwizard tournament was far from a pleasure game and that was the case for the first two events. It was obvious that the latest will be harder than the others. Granted, she knew Cedric would get along and Harry was good under pressure. Yet she could not help but have a bad feeling.

"But, you really have no idea what could happen there?" Henry asked.

"No ... All I know is that I have a ball in my stomach just thinking about it."

The young man then gave her a smile filled with good waves. He then put his hand almost mechanically on the witch's. He wanted to make her understand that she was not alone in this story and that he would be there if she needed even to speak. Giving him a smile of thanks, she tried to change the subject a little.

"By the way, I wanted to ask you," she said to Regina. "Would you want to join me at Hogwarts for the third task? Some parents are allowed to come and Dumbledore has already made the wish to meet you."

Regina was pleasantly surprised by this proposal. She had never thought of going to Hogwarts. Obviously, she wanted to visit a school of magic, she had learned everything with Rumple in anger and rage.

"I would come with joy. If it does not bother anyone, of course. I will first see if here they will not need me."

"Okay! And then, I admit, I can't wait to see Malfoy's head. It promises to be a moment to record for posterity!"

A laugh then resounds in the room. To have had a glimpse of the young man, they had all understood that he was going to be stunned to know that the one he had persecuted was not a Mudblood. Determined to have a quick enough answer, Hermione decided to contact Molly to send a letter to Dumbledore from her. It was in this kind of moment that she regretted not having an owl of her own. Borrowing her mother's phone, she dialled the burrow number. She was more than happy that Harry and she managed to convert the Weasleys to this kind of device.

"Uh ... Yes ... That's where we are talking about Arthur? HELLO !" Exclaimed Molly's voice loudly on the other end of the line.

"Hello Molly? How are you?"

Hermione knew the matriarch of the Wealsey well enough to know that politeness was in order before any kind of conversation.

"Oh ! Hermione! What a pleasure to see you, finally to hear you rather. I'm fine except for a usual invasion of gnomes in the garden. And you, then, everything happens as you wish with your biological family?"

"Very well thank you. I'm calling to find out if you can give me a service, Molly. I need to send an owl to Professor Dumbledore but there is none here. Do you think you can do it for me?"

"But of course! I'm listening for the content in this case."

At the Burrow, Molly had enchanted a pen that wrote Hermione's words by itself.

Dear Professor Dumbledore,

I am contacting you to share a request that is particularly close to my heart. You have expressed the wish to meet my birth mother. I would like, if I may, to invite her for the third task of the tournament. I look forward to an answer from you to start, or not, to organize this coming.

Miss Hermione Granger.

After thanking Molly for her kindness and service, Hermione joined her mother for a little stroll together. She had to tell her about the potion she brought back from Hogwarts. For once, she thanked Professor Snape for her help, even though it was something she never thought of doing before. To introduce the subject, she explained to her that she had been made aware of her infertility by Robin. Of course, Regina was more than surprised that her companion had approached such a subject with Hermione. Still, she wanted to know where this whole story was going to lead.

"He asked me to find an antidote or some cure for you."

"It does not exist, I tried to make him understand, but he seemed so excited about the idea that you could have the key ... I let myself carry his hope but..."

"When did I say there was no hope?"

Regina looked at her daughter with a startled look, as if she had just told her that Christmas had changed dates.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I have an antidote mom. I even have it with me and what to do again if ever the potion was not preserved with the trip. I have everything planned!"

Moved, in a burst of joy, the ex-Queen drew her daughter to her to embrace her. Not only had she called her "Mom" as if that had always been the case. But she had just told her that she could, if she wanted, start a family with Robin.

"There's just one thing you need to know about this antidote ..."

"I'm listening to you." Regina added with a touch of fear.

"It does not just cure infertility. It has an extreme effect, that's all I found to cure you of the potion you drank."

"And so?"

"It will increase your fertility rate for the next 48 hours. In other words, you must be sure of yourself if ever ... Finally, you see."

The two women could only blush at the turning of the conversation. Still, it was only good news that Hermione had brought.