A/N : Thank you to the readers still reading these ! I was pleasantly surprised to get some new reviews, so thank you. It really motivated me to get more of these done. Last one of the months prompts here. Mirrors the previous one a little, I hope you'll like it! Happy reading.

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65. August

Rose is getting ready to go to Hogwarts. Her excitement to go is infectious and reminds Hermione how she had felt too, almost 12 and ready to learn magic.

They will miss their daughter. And they're expecting to hear from Headmistress McGonagall and Neville about Rose and her cousins' probable mischievous behaviors. Afterall, the Weasley-Potter clan have a reputation to uphold.

Hermione remembers her first year, barely two months in and fighting a mountain troll, Voldemort on the eve of rising again, and how she felt like she had to grow up and hide everything from her parents. She doesn't want Rose to repeat her errors. So, as their daughter prepares to go to sleep on the eve of boarding the train that will take her away until Christmas recess, Hermione sits on the edge of Rose's bed and reminds her.

"I made the mistake of guarding the magical part of me from my parents, I didn't want them to feel left out, but in doing so I managed to keep them out of the biggest part of who I am. I don't want you to feel like you can't talk to me. I promise to always listen. Your dad too."

"I know mum," Rose huffs, faking annoyance but throwing her arms around her mother's neck in a tight embrace.

"Goodnight honey"

"Goodnight mum"

Ron pops in, "Night pumpkin." He comes in, lays a kiss on her forehead. "I slid some new arrivals from the shop in your trunk," he tries to whisper but Hermione overhears him. Rose chuckles as her mother chastises her dad.

"Ron!"

"Relax," he croons as they close the door of Rose's bedroom, "she's your daughter, she'll be fine, McGonagall always had a soft spot for you."

"She's also your daughter! And Merlin knows Hogwarts has seen enough mischiefs from Weasleys."

A/N : No you are not hallucinating, a new update 3 years later. I haven't been inspired to write, fell hard for another couple in another fandom and continued to live my life. And then suddenly a few days ago, I realized I missed Ron and Hermione a whole lot. There isn't much Romione in this one, it was easier for me to fall back into Hermione's pov and her relationship with her parents. I am hoping to continue and finally finish those 100 drabbles but I make no promise. 36 to go! Happy new year guys! Here's to 2021 and hoping that even if it sucks, we will still have 2020 to look back to and remind us to find little things that makes us happy. Thanks to @tenpointstohufflepuff for the read through and ongoing support with these.

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64. July

She found out she’s a witch the previous fall.

Since then, Hermione has spent hours after hours devouring books about wizards and the Wizarding World.

The more she reads, the more she realises that she felt out of place all her life and everything is finally making sense. She’s discovering a world she yearns to enter.

So when July comes and she finally receives her Hogwarts letter, Hermione is beyond excited. She misses the covered worried looks her parents share, they congratulate her, their smiles slightly tensed. They want to support her but they also know that this is an experience they won’t know how to share with her.

Hermione doesn’t realise that this is the first crack of their relationship and that it will take years and a war to fully break before mending back. For now, she is eleven, magic flows through her veins and she can’t wait to be at Hogwarts. She longs to belong.

Take me back to the start - September

Here it is, the follow up of “Soon we’ll be found again” and the Hermione to MsBinns’s Ron in her “Reunited”. All of it is set in her Australia-verse. I highly recommend reading it all, but this could also work as a stand alone (though where is the fun in that? ;-)) It’s all a collection on Ao3, link here. Enjoy!

Sometimes things hurt more when they're still healing.

September

She’s torn.

She wants to go so badly, yet she wants to stay there forever. In Ron’s arms.

The platform is buzzing. Everyone’s saying goodbye, children hop excitedly on the train, parents sniffle back tears. She doesn’t know where she stands.

She’s going back to Hogwarts. Her final year. She can almost feel the magic hum inside her. One last year, without fear and dark wizards to fight, where all she’ll have to focus on is her classes and her classes only. She’ll spend time in the library, not to look up how to escape a deadly situation, but simply to study. She’s been doing both all this time, now she’ll only have one to do and it’s a relief. She can feel the butterflies she once had when she first boarded the Hogwarts Express. Learning feels limitless.

Going back scares her more than she thought it would.

She is terrified to walk around the hallways where Fred, Tonk, Lupin and so many others died. What will it be like to stare outside the window and not see the destruction surrounding everything last May. The last time she was in the Great Hall they were still counting the dead, and now she’s supposed to walk in there tonight and have a feast.

She’s going back alone, and the fear she had when she boarded the train that very first time is creeping back up at the back of her mind. Will she have friends? She knows it’s ridiculous, and she is aware that everyone knows her and she won’t be truly alone. Familiar and friendly faces are going back with her.

Just not the one she wants.

Happy 19 years later day!

I so wish I could write something for the occasion but school just started again and I barely have time to sit down for more than 10minutes during the day and I fall asleep at 8pm 😅

My goal is to post something this weekend though...

Take care and have a great day!

63. June

A/N: No this is not a hallucination, this is indeed an update on my 100 drabbles more than a year after the last one I posted... What can I tell you, life has been busy and the inspiration has been away... I hope you'll like this little one and let's hope I'm back on the writing train! (you can also read on FF.net or Ao3)

They end up taking a weekend off, just the two of them.

Ron quit the Aurors a year ago to go work with George. And even though Hermione had been a little afraid at first that he would regret quitting, she had been pleasantly surprised to be wrong.

Within days he started to move around with a deep sense of contentment that she hadn't remember him ever wearing. He told her that he had all he needed. He's happy.

It brought contentment and quietude in her life that she didn't know she craved.

And that she misses as she overworks herself.