So I'm back, this is a repost of a story I used to have, I took it down because of rude reviews and comments. If you don't like this story, then don't read.

But enough about that, please enjoy!

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Hermione hummed as she fixed her dinner plate, it had been a long day ending with a double dose of potions with the Slytherins, and she was ready for the day to be over.

All she wanted to do now was a retreat to her room for a lovely quiet evening alone. With the Christmas holidays right around the corner, she was more than ready to go home and have a small break from the wizarding world and her celebrity status as part of the Golden trio and War hero.

Harry and Ron were talking about something related to brooms, and Ginny added her input whenever she felt the boys were wrong. Harry and Ginny had surprised everyone when they announced they were not getting back together after the war was over. They both thought they needed time to be teens, and a serious relationship was not something either of them wanted.

She and Ron felt the same way…but she liked to think it was the god-awful kiss they shared during the battle. It didn't feel right to either of them, so they remained just friends as well, but all four knew the world was waiting for them to get back together.

Hermione took a small bite of her chicken when a POP rang through the hall, followed by the sound of loud cries. The entire hall turned to see a house-elf holding a very distraught toddler.

"Misses!" The house elf ran to Hermione with the screaming toddler in her arms. "Misses!"

"Winky?" Hermione asked trying to understand what was happening, ignoring the questionings looks from around her. "What are you doing here?"

"Misses, there be an attack." Winky's high pitch voice squeaked. "Winky grabbed Little Misses and came straight here like you always told Winky to do." Winky tired to sooth the toddler but she was would not be calmed.

"Mama!" The toddler screamed out struggling to get out of Winky's hold seeing Hermione in arms reach. "Mama!"

"Bailey" Hermione took the crying toddler from Winky and bounced her slightly in her hip trying to calm her slightly she was still young enough that accidental magic was a possibility. "It's ok; it's ok. Mommy's here." She cooed ignoring the increasingly quietness of the Great Hall and that all eyes and ears were trained on her. She instantly knew what the headlines would be tomorrow. 'Golden Trio member and War Hero Hermione Granger has a child.' but she couldn't worry about that right now.

"Ms. Granger." Professor McGonagall called, she left her place from the heads table and was striding towards her. "What is the meaning of this."

"I'm sorry professor, I can explain, just not yet." Hermione shook her head and turned back to Winky. "Where are my parents?"

Winky let out a loud cry. "Winky could not get to them; the bad men were too fast, Winky grabbed Little Misses from her crib and brought her here. You told Winky if anything bad ever happened to them to bring Little Misses to you. Winky has done that."

Hermione turned to Ginny, who surprisingly had yet to say anything yet, and handed over Bailey. "Hold her please." And she reached out a hand to Winky and pulled out her wand. "Take me home." She ordered.

"Hermione!" Harry finally found his tongue and reached for her, but it was too late, Winky had grabbed Hermione's outstretched hand with a POP they were gone.

"Mr. Potter," Professor McGonagall turned her attention to Hermione's closest friends. "Will you please explain what is going on and who is this little girl?"

"I honestly have no idea, Professor." Harry stared at the hiccupping toddler in Ginny's arms. He was a tiny little thing and from what they could see there were little flecks of blood on her nightgown "Ginny?" he asked.

"No clue." She said rocking the little girl back and forth. Bailey realizing, she wasn't with her mother anymore started to get more agitated.

"Mr. Weasley?" Professor McGonagall asked. "Do you know who this little girl is?"

"Not mine." Ron said answering the question on everyone's mind. "We defiantly never got that far. Ever."

A few second later and a loud Pop sounded in the hall once more. In the same spot from where they departed Winky and Hermione arrived back with a new addition.

She was holding an older woman in her arms with whom she shared her warm brown hair and honey eyes, her mother.

They instantly dropped to the ground, and Hermione quickly ran her wand over her body trying every spell she knew to heal her, but for the first time, Hermione was the last one to come to the realization it was pointless.

The younger students screamed in horror, turning around from the site. Winky stood off to the side, sobbing loudly in her hands.

Her mother's body was mangled grotesquely, the bones in her legs were broken and stuck out in odd places, one of her rib bones was poking out of her chest, blood poured out over her exposed skin. Her left arm was cut off at the elbow.

"Mom!" Hermione cried frantically moving her wand over her mother's body trying to heal her but for everything she fixed there were more problems she couldn't see.

"Move! Move!" Madam Pomfrey ordered pushing through the students crowding the golden girl, desperate to help in anyway see could.

"Accio, Accio, Accio" she screamed for her healing potions but not knowing it would work. In all her years as a healer both at the school and in training she never came across a patient like this. She pushed the feeling of dread out of the pit of her stomach and ran a quick diagnostic spell on her.

As her potion arrived, she poured them down Mrs. Grangers mouth.

"I'm Sorry…." her mother coughed up some blood and potion.

Hermione shook her head; tears ran down her face. "No…no… mom doesn't say that. You're at my school we can fix you." She looked up Madam Pomfrey who was working tirelessly to save her.

"We…. Loved… you…" she coughed again more blood and potion flowed from her mouth.

"Don't say that…please don't say that." Hermione sobbed her wand is dropping to the ground. "You're going to be fine." She cupped her head in her lap. "You're going to be fine mom. I promise."

"We …. should…. have t-t-told you…"

"Why are you stopping?" Hermione cried as Madam Pomfrey placed her wand down.

"I'm sorry, dear…. She's lost to much blood. There's nothing I can do; she can't keep the potions down. Her body's shutting down." She shook her head, silent tears falling down her face.

"No!" Hermione screamed as her magic, starting cracking in the air around her. "You can't say that you have to fix her. She's going to fix you." She turned back to her mother. "It's going to be ok."

"Hermione." Harry kneeled beside her wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

"NO!" she screamed feeling her magic build within her and pushed him back. "Mom, please…I can't lose you too." She dropped her head to her mother's forehead. "Please, Mom, don't leave me too."

"Forgive…us…." Mrs. Granger whispered as her last breath exited her body.

"No! Mom Please!" she sobbed, gripping her body tighter. "Wake up, please wake up." she pleads she pleaded.

"Hermione?" Harry nearly whispered, trying to come closer, but Hermione ignored him.

"NO!" Hermione screamed once more; her magic snapped as her anguished cries filled the hall, with a loud piercing scream a wind escaped her body rushing around the Great Hall pushing the occupants in the hall away from her. The students covered their heads and the windows broke, raining glass down on them and their dishes were swept into the air banging and crashing into each other, and anyone in their way. A loud crack was heard, and the wind pushed open the great hall sending small cracks up the large magical doors. Harry fought against the wind whipping around her body, trying to make he way back to her, but the magical barrier she created around her was too powerful.

"Students to your dormitories!" Professor McGonagall ordered in a loud voice it was becoming clear Hermione's pain was causing her magic to become wild and unstable. The students rushed to the door, the older students helping, the younger one out faster but a few did remain unwilling to leave. Soon only the teachers remained along with Ginny, Harry, and Ron staying behind with Winky sobbing next to them. Ginny was still rocking bailey as she cried out for her mother.

"Hermione!" Harry yelled, trying to make his way to her, her hair was whipping around her face, but he could tell she didn't realize what she was doing to the hall, and he could understand. "Hermione, you have to calm down a bit." He yelled, trying to make his way to her.

"Hermione, you're bringing down the hall!" Ron yelled shielding Ginny and Bailey best he could from the flying debris

Harry gave another push and reached her pulling her tightly into his arms.

Hermione fell into his arms gripping his robes tightly as she sobbed into his chest,

"I'm so sorry," Harry whispered, rubbing her back as her body racked with sobs, but he held on tight and rocked her softly, trying to calm her down.

The room watched silently as she started to calm down slowly, and the room finally started to settle. Finally, when her sobs subsided to soft hiccups, he asked her.

"What happened?"

"They're gone, they're both gone." She hiccupped not lifting her head from his robes.

"Hermione." Professor McGonagall came to kneel next to the distraught young girl. "I had Professor Vector send word to the Auror department; they should be there now."

"It won't matter." Hermione wiped some tears from her face. "My dad is d-de-dead; whoever attacked them is gone." She swallowed thickly looking to Ginny and reached out her arms, Bailey leaped from Ginny's grasped and clung to her mother's arms burying her little head in Hermione's neck. Hermione hugged her close breathing in her daughter's scent always made her feel better.

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat slightly, "You're a Mother." It wasn't a question.

"Yes." Hermione nodded to the older woman.

"She beautiful," Professor McGonagall nodded to the little girl.

"She is," Hermione said, still staring at her mother's body.

"I am so very sorry for what has happened." Professor McGonagall finally said. "What do you need."

Hermione shrugged her shoulders and rocked her crying daughter back and forth her eyes never leaving her mother body.

"Winky." Professor McGonagall called the house elf; her loud sobs had turned to soft whimpers. "Please take Hermione to her room." Winky nodded, walked over to Hermione, and placed a hand on her shoulder. With a loud pop, they were gone.

As Hermione disappeared two Aurors walked in the Great hall. Professor McGonagall waved her hand signaling for them to come over. She then turned to the three teens still there, Ginny was wiping a few tears from her face, and both boys looked devastated. "Please leave her to be tonight. We will talk tomorrow." She informed them. "Until then, please go get some rest."

Ron threw his arm around Ginny's shoulders and helped her out of the Hall Harry following behind them.

"What are we to do?" Madam Pomfrey asked as she conjured a white sheet over her Mrs. Grangers body.

Professor McGonagall swallowed thickly. "I do not know Poppy; I do not know."

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