Time Entanglement

Homely

As Percy has informed, Hermione house was telling the tale of devastation .The walls has been blasted, floors were filled with broken items spread here and there 
Beds , cupboards , tables ,paino .. everything and every room was telling that they were searched barbarically.

Harry can feel the  fear and relieve simultaneously gripping her as she looks around the devastation. Harry can't blame . The thought that what could have done with her parents is sending shiver in his own spine and the fact that they're safe is becoming reason for his relief but she has taken such a bold step to protect them is creating a pang in his heart.

He looks at her as she wander around, picking up debris , touching the walls ,may be  reliving the moments that they spent, gathering her living memories from those lifeless things. Harry can see her constant struggle to control her tears .He walks towards her slowly showing his silent support to him.

"I was a year old when dad bought this house" She speaks touching the walls " I can't remember anything but he always seems to be proud on himself whenever he talked about this house" She looks at him overwhelmed from emotions.

"You know they had recorded my every first in here" Said Hermione sitting on the floor dejected"When I first time change my side , when I sat  for first time  , I crawl for first time , my first walk ,my first word , everything. They always says that they don't want to forget any moment with me and here I made them forget me " She breaks into the tears , bending her knees till her chest, crouching in the corner.

"I don't know if I could ever forgive myself for that" She speaks putting her head on her arms , trembling with tears.

Harry wants to go towards her and wants to tell that that what she did was to protect her parents and she has actually protected them but he can't. May be because he knows that she is very well aware from that ,  that his words will be nothing instead of Hollow consolation. She didn't need them . Even after understanding everything she has whole right to be hurt .

He looks around at the broken house .He   takes out his elder wand and walks outside. He murmurs some incantation  walking around the house, habit that both of them has discovered in war. After securing the ward ,he enters inside the living room. With flick of a wand ,he clears the floor and repaired the wall.He walks towards another room to do the same.

Hermione's house was not much big neither too small. There was a room , kitchen and a  living room downstairs ,all of them connected with a big hall from which a spiral stairs went upstairs that ended up in a coridor  . Two doors were in the left of the corridor and one at the end of it .

Harry opens the first door and enter inside. It was big room with bed place near front wall which is broken .There were broken wardrobe,chairs and tables scattered here and there . Somehow he just knows that this is Hermione's room. He flicked his wands and repairs the broken things but didn't know where to put them . He looks around taking his time to look around the room where she has grown up. He can imagine eleven year old Hermione holding pen in her hand , scribing notes on the papers somewhere in the corner of this. Before that he just doesn't know how she looks but he was glad that at least she was not living in the cupboard under the stairs.

He turns around to leave but stops when his eyes fall on the door attached to one wall the room .He walks  towards door and open it . There were many book shelves fallen here and there ,books are scattered all along,some are half burn, pages of some are tore , some were tainted with footsteps.

Harry walks inside careful to not place his legs on any.   Hermione's love for her book is not unfamiliar to him. This room looks like her own library full with different kind of books . It's better that she hasn't seen them.  He flicks his wand repairing the shelves and sending books into a respectful place.