The war is over and the wizarding world is slowly but surely recovering. But when Hermione gets back her parents from taking their memory away she soon find out their not really her real parents but her guardians.
And when she learns their apart of...
I woke up in my bedroom back in muggle London. I had returned two days after our outing with the boys and Ginny. I got up from bed and walked to my bathroom. Used the loo and brushed my teeth. Then I came out and I walked down the short hallway and walked downstairs, and into the kitchen to see my mom...busy making different stuffs I could recognize almost immediately then the others were in the process of making, so i couldn't tell. She didn't see my entering. She loves to cook, and she is very focused when doing so.
I walked into the dining room, still unnoticed. To see my father at the head of the table, with a newspaper in his hands and a cup of coffee in the other. And I looked around the table notcing it wasn't just three plates on the table but two more were there.
"Dad?" I asked watching as the newspaper was folded in half and seated on the table to his left. His coffee was still to his mouth taking a sip and putting it down on the right side of him. He smiled looking up at me. I smiled back.
"Err...what's going on? Why is mom cooking like she's making a feast for a giant and here you are with five places set for breakfast. Are we having late visitors? Why didn't you tell me!?" I asked I was now on the verge of a panic attack. I wasn't dress for any late comers!
"Calm down sweet heart." My father said. I hadn't realize that he had gotten up and was standing in front of me. He cupped my face with his hands and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. All my worries seemed to disappear. I smiled.
"That's my girl, now go back upstairs and take a quick shower and wear something.....i don't know...welcoming?"He said. Smiling. I nodded and hurried back upstairs to take my shower. "Oh and sweetheart?" He said I turned around on the fifth step on the stairs. "Yes dad?" I asked. "Our guests would be here in 1 hour, so please hurry." He said, I nodded then turned around to walk upstairs for my shower but my mom stopped me. "Sweetheart please wear a dress and heels probably?" She said making the last part a question. I turned and nodded.
"That would be great thanks mom." Then turned around and ran upstairs and into my room for my shower.
35 minutes later: I came out of my bathroom wearing a bath robe and a towel rapped around my head. I headed towards my closet, searching for something welcoming with heels. Then found it! But first I did my hair.
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