The war is over, the battlefield is now quite. Leaving Hermione with only her thoughts she flees to escape the images of her dead lover that continuously replay in her mind, over and over. Stumbling through the forest with no destination in mind she comes across a natural hot spring in the middle of the forest. Looking down into its crystal depths, she watches, trying desperately to forget the promises that were made to her. When heartbreak and mourning become all too consuming, sometimes the only way to move on is when you strip yourself bare and allow the healing waters of the past cleanse you. ***Rated M for depictions of sexual situations***