Complicated Love (Dramione)

Hogwarts

Hermione loved her daughter more than anything, and she tried to visit her as much as possible, but things kept getting in the way, being on the run, her love for Ron, and eventually her own family. Minerva loved her mother so much it didn't matter, at first.

One day when Minerva was 10 years old her great grandmother (granny as Minerva liked to call her) came to visit her once again, she came at least once a week, but this time she had some news.

"Your mother is getting married,” her granny told her gently.

"Really? To that nice red headed guy?" asked Minerva, she had only ever seen him once but she knew he loved her mother by the way he looked at her, and that was good enough for Minerva.

"Yes, do you want to go to the wedding? No one there knows about you but that doesn't mean you can't still see your mother get married." Her granny smiled.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Minerva said, giving her a huge hug.

A few months later they attended the wedding together, sitting at the very back. Minerva watched her mother walk up the isle, looking more beautiful than she had ever seen her. When Hermione got to the alter she looked around at all the guests, when she spotted her daughter at the back her smile widened.

Minerva was so pleased to see her mother get married, she knew how happy she was going to be, but when she saw her afterwards she wasn't as happy. Her mother was standing with her new husband and newborn baby daughter Rose, they were the perfect family, Minerva was just the accident her mother was too embarrassed to tell anyone about. She hated herself for being so jealous of her baby sister but she couldn't help but pray for everything that hold had.

That night she went home and cried, wishing more than anything that she could have a normal family.

Nearly a year later Minerva got her Hogwarts acceptance letter, her mother had dropped by to offer her congratulations and warn her not to tell anyone her second name, she also now had a baby boy with her husband, they were the perfect nuclear family.

When Minerva got to Hogwarts she was so excited. The second she entered she felt so nervous yet so happy, because she was home! This was where her parents had met; this was where she was born.

At the sorting ceremony her granny placed the hat on her head, it shouted "Gryffindor" immediately and she was so happy, she knew she couldn't have been in any other house, she had already been so brave, that's what her granny had said anyway.

Her granny beamed at her when she removed the hat from her head and Minerva went to sit down at the table, she couldn't help but wonder if her mother would be proud of her too.