Hermione's POV

"Mum!" I called up the stairs."I'm going to the beach for a bit, okay?"

"Alright, honey but don't get too close to the water!" my mum yelled back. I sighed. I was almost eighteen now and she still said that every time we went to the seaside, but I did not tell my mum that. I wanted to make her as happy as I could.

"Okay, mom, bye!"

It was two weeks after I had revived my parents' memories. My mum now remembered everything and had been overjoyed when I had turned up the next morning. We had spent hours just sitting and catching up with each other. Until, that day I hadn't realised how much I had missed writing letters to her or just sitting and sipping tea, talking about just about anything that came to our minds. I had missed those late-night snacks in the summers, those warm bear hugs and the sound of her warm, soothing voice.

Then it had actually been my mum's idea that we go on a family vacation.
So now, here I was in a small town on the edge of the sea called North Berwick in Scotland.,

We had arrived a week earlier and were staying in a small cosy house that my dad had rented for three weeks. So far I was enjoying myself thoroughly. The boat trips, the smell of the sea, the calm and quite. Everything. I finally felt at peace. The war was over. Voldemort was gone. We could finally live as we wanted.

I walked down the narrow street in no hurry at all, taking time to observe the many shops I passed. I bought an ice cream as i neared the beach and licked it slowly, savouring the sweet creamy taste.

I sighed as I reached the sandy shore and gazed at the the sparkly blue sea. The surface looked so calm and still and the waves made soft swishing noises when they crashed against the sandy shore. I walked till i was standing ankle-deep in the water and just let my feet sink into the soft sand. Occasionally a tiny wave would pass under my feet and it was soothing to feel the cool water against my skin. I closed my eyes and licked my ice cream, just listening to the seagulls and feeling the cool breeze wash over my face. My hair was blowing softly in the breeze and I made no attempt to tie it up because that moment seemed perfect just the way it was.

A while later when i had sat down on the sand to eat a sandwich, I felt as if something was brushing against the top of my head so I looked up to see a tiny grey owl hovering in the air and holding out its leg. Pigwidgeon! Ron's owl, I thought excitedly. I quickly tore the letter open and started to read:

Dear Hermione,
How're you doing? I hope you're doing great cuz I have great news! Well it would be great news if your mum and dad let us stay. Harry and Ginny have gone to Paris and they'll be back tomorrow. So I was thinking since i have no one at home to talk to (George moved into his room but he won't come out and when he does he makes sarcastic lame jokes!) maybe I could come to North Berwick? We could talk and just have a little fun. And then Harry and Ginny can come the day after?

Anyway, ask your mum and dad and tell me. Mum wants to see you. She told me to invite you and Harry over for two weeks when you get back.

So I'll see you tomorrow.
_Ron

I had to try hard not to laugh. Ron would never change. First he asked politely if he could come then he had said he was coming anyway. Same old Ron.

But now I could spend time with Ron, Ginny and Harry at the same time as my parents.

My life couldn't be more perfect.

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