After a War ((Old Copy))

Chapter 11 Book 2

The Wanderers

Hermione sighed as the owls holding mail flew into the room. She hadn't been getting mail, other than the occasional invite to dinner with the Weasley's. Since her parents couldn't remember her, she had only gotten letters from the Weasley's. She picked at her food and ignored the gasps of others as they opened small packages. Hermione did glance up when Maya gasped.

"My mom sent me a letter." Maya mumbled.

"Your mom? I thought she passed away?" George asked.

"No, I just haven't spoken to her since dad went to Azkaban." Maya said softly as she opened the letter slowly. Draco nudged Hermione shoulder softly.

"You have mail." Draco mumbled to her. Hermione looked at the letter he put in front of her.

"I never get mail." Hermione said, confused. She looked where the letter was from and stood from the table. "I'll be back, I don't want to read this here." She told Draco softly and kissed his cheek before starting to walk away, towards Dumbledore's office.

"Are you ok?" Harry asked her as she passed him and Ron on the way to the door.

"Fine." Hermione said, she wasn't focused on talking to people, only reading the letter she held in her hands. It didn't take her long to reach her destination. She sat on the floor next to the fire and leaned against the wall. She had sent someone to watch over her parents, to make sure they were safe and nothing happened to them. She had told that person to send her a letter if anything ever happened to her parents. She opened the letter slowly and hoped for the best.

Dear Hermione,

I'm afraid I have good and bad news. Well, that depends on how you take the good news, it could be ban news in your eyes but anyway, I must ask first, how has school been? We haven't spoken in a while and I would like to keep up with you. How's Ron? I haven't received word from him in a long time, and mum hasn't told me if he's ok or not. Now, getting to the point, we'll start with the bad news, your parents were in a accident, and are very close to death, there's nothing you can do to help them. Iv already tried all the magic I know, I even studied more spells, I'm sorry, but they wont make it.

The Accident was, they were on a safari, in Australia obviously, and a wild predator killed the driver, your father was brave and fought as hard as he could, while your mother was doing something else. Not running, for your information, defiantly not running. They were on the safari to celebrate the good news, a child. Since they didn't remember having you, they had a new child. You have a baby brother. His name is Justin. He looks quite like you. Right now he is with me and safe but I cant take care of a child, once your parents pass, you'll be his only blood line. I think you should take care of him, I know you have school and all but cant the professor let you off a few classes? Or let you get help? I don't know how but I'm sure you'll find a way, I'll need to meet me in Diagon ally to pick him up. On the next full moon, in the middle of the night. I'm sorry for your lose, but please don't be sad.

From Charlie.

Don't be sad? Being sad was all Hermione could do at the moment. She glanced at the door through the shield of tears on her eyes as it opened. Harry, Ron, and the rest of the wanderers entered.

"Hey 'Mione, you ok?" Ron asked. She buried her face in her bent knees.

"Does it look like I'm ok Weasel?" Hermione snapped, then she realized what she called him. "Sorry, I didn't mean to call you that, I'm just not ok." Hermione said

"What happened?" Draco asked. Draco, Harry and Ron looked ready to punch anyone that may have done something to her. She almost smiled but she wasn't paying attention to that. Hermione handed the letter to Draco. He read it quickly. "Oh. Hermione, I'm sorry." Draco knelt down beside her and pulled her into a hug.