Hermione's POV:
"Hermione! Dear, we need to talk!" Hermione's mum called up to her room.
"Coming, Mum!", I ran downstairs to find my mother and father sitting on the dining table with cold and serious expressions. This was very uncharacteristic for them, because they are usually jolly and happy people.
"Mom, Dad, what's wrong?" , I asked, worried. They had been a little distant ever since I found them in Australia and lifted the memory charm I had placed on them the year before. I did this because I wanted them to forget that they had a daughter and move to Australia. That was only because I was worried that I would not survive the Second Wizarding War.
"Hermione...I'm not entirely sure how to tell you this but I will just come out say it. Honey...we don't want you to go back to Hogwarts this year." Shock surged through my body, along with anger.
"What?! Mom! Dad! I WILL GO TO HOGWARTS!!!!!! That place is my second home! Plus, nobody was able to do their previous year all thanks to Lord Voldy!" I was yelling by now.
After a lot of arguments, reasoning and peace-making, we finally agreed that I could go to Hogwarts,IF I wrote to my parents every second week.
"Thank you", I sighed with relief. I will be going back to Hogwarts.
I thought of all the people we had lost and of all the missteps and realignments now that the entire destruction in the Great Hall was rebuilt. I thought of Harry, of Ginny and Luna, of the teachers and the elves, but most of all, I thought of Ron. Of how he would beg me for help on his Potions essays and how he would be overprotective. I looked back at him and realized how much he truly meant to me. Even the little things, like how he and Harry would go over plans to kill Malfoy. I remember there being one plan that involved Ron posing as an overgrown Pixie and killing Malfoy during the Christmas Feast. While I was enjoying these recollections, my attention was diverted by Malfoy. He looked so helpless, so hurt during the past year and a half. He looked as though there was something inside that he just couldn't get out and it was drowning him, day by day.
But, I pushed these thoughts to the back of my mind as I wandered over to the kitchen to help my mum with dinner.
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Malfoy's POV:
I was standing in the once lavish garden outside my manor. The plants that my mother used for potion making were dead. Well, I guess that's what happens when you leave a garden unattended for a year and a half. Mother used to say that potion-making calms her as if it were a remedy. She was so happy when she told me that. I remember the look of pride on her face when I told her that I got an 'O' in OWLs for Potions.
Mother. I sighed as I thought about her. After the war, she was so...broken. I had never seen my mother that way. Mostly she was superior and haughty. Always with her head held high and the same contemptuous expression on her face. Her white and black hair were always in the same straight partition from the back and she was....content. Happy would be an overstatement.But now, with father in prison, she was sad. So sad that she even threw out her cauldron and gave up everything. She used to just sit in her room and sulk all day. I rarely saw her. When i did, her hair was unkempt and she was eating lesser and lesser each day.
It was getting dark. I heaved a great sigh as I walked back inside and went over the events that were to happen. I was going back to Hogwarts. I thought about all the people there. At least it was an escape from the dread that was this house. As I was going over the list of people, I remembered her. She was so pure and happy, with her never-to-be-tamed bushy brown hair and bossy attitude. I smiled a little.
Wait...was i smiling?! At the thought of that filthy Mud- no. I will not call her that. Granger may be my enemy, but this I am doing for mother. So at least she will have a ghost of a smile on her face. She'll be happy. I was improving myself for her.
And for me to do this, there had to be Realization, and Redemption.
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