𝖶𝖨𝖢𝖪𝖤𝖣 𝖧𝖠𝖳𝖤 | 𝖥𝖱𝖤𝖣 𝖶𝖤𝖠𝖲𝖫𝖤𝖸

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SEVEN POTTERS & EIGHT PROTECTORS

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A couple of weeks later, during the final days of July, Hermione asked me to accompany her to a very special place. But, unlike Tonks's beautiful surprise, Hermione's one was way more bitter. Because of the recent attacks directed to muggle families and the clear target over her parents, Hermione decided to make a bold move to protect them. The first time she mentioned it to me, it looked like an excessive idea but chewing into it on my mind, I finally agreed with her.

She was going to erase her parents' memories of her.

Since it was such a difficult moment for Hermione, I immediately agreed to go with her and show her my support. While she was inside of the Grangers' house, I waited outside in the street, observing how the grey fog invaded the summer sky, making it almost look like a winter day. England didn't use to be a sunny country, but this grey weather was too extreme even for us and even though I didn't want to think about it, I knew the Death Eaters were the reason behind it.

Finishing my cigarette and watching carefully all over the street to make sure no one suspicious was looking at us, I finally saw Hermione coming out of her home with watery eyes and trembling hands.

I immediately went to hug her and console her. Even though my relationship with my parents was fucking chaotic and traumatic, I could understand the love Hermione felt for hers and I was pretty sure that erasing their memory was a hard decision.

"You are incredibly brave, you do know that, right?"I whispered, caressing her back and hearing her breathing deeply. "They are going to be okay, you made the bravest and best decision for them."

"Thanks, Lilith," she stuttered in a soft voice, hugging me so tightly I thought I would fuse with her.

"You know what they're gonna do now?" I asked once she started to walk again, getting away from her home.

"I sent them to Australia. It was the first place that came to my mind where they can be safe and far from everything happening in here."

I nodded. After a couple of seconds in silence in which we only kept walking, I finally spoke again;

"Where are we going now?"

"Remember that plan I told you about that has to do with Harry?"

I nodded again.

"Well, it's gonna happen today. I'm going to the Dursleys' place."

"I'm going with you," I stated, pretty firmly.

Hermione turned around briefly to look at me, scowling; "You sure? It can be dangerous, Lilith, and maybe we have to confront the Death Eaters."

"Well, all the more reason then. Besides, if Dora is going as well, now that she's pregnant, she will need some extra protection too."

A few days ago, Tonks came to the Burrow paler than ever before but a huge smile on her face, hands trembling and erratic breathing. She confessed to me about her pregnancy in a low and dim stutter that later turned into tears of pure joy. If there was someone who had love enough for a baby, that was Tonks. I was with her when she announced it to Remus, who couldn't help but let out one or two tears of emotion.

But, even though I knew he was going to be the best father in the entire world and that he would love that baby with his entire heart, I also knew that he was worried about having passed his lycanthropy to the kid and he blamed himself for putting Dora and their own baby in that situation. He even confessed to me that one of the many reasons why he had insisted so much on adopting me as his daughter was because he never thought he would have children of his own.