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Summer of Redemption	By : vampmistress76 Category: BtVS Crossovers > BtVS/Harry Potter Views: 5517 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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As there were only two bedrooms in the cabin, Remus had elected to sleep on the couch in the den area. So it was because of that fact that Remus awoke the next morning to find a pair of intense green eyes staring at him from across the room.
"Well, good morning." Remus said to her.
He noticed there was a whisper of a smile on her lips. Rising up on one elbow, Remus forgot that he had stripped off his shirt the previous night before going to sleep, until he noticed Willow's gaze drift down to his bare chest. He watched in amusement as a deep blush crept up her neck and onto her face.

He waited patiently for her to realize what she was doing, and smiled when she jerked her eyes from his chest and diverted it back out the window.
Reaching for his shirt, Remus rose from the couch and walked toward the kitchen to start a fresh pot of coffee. At the doorway, he stopped and shrugged the shirt over his shoulders, then turned back to Willow.

"Would you like something to eat?" He asked.
Still not turning from her position at the window, Willow simply nodded.
Well, it's better than nothing. He thought.
When he got back from the kitchen, Giles was up and reading a piece of parchment he held in his hands.
"Morning, Rupes, hope you're in a mood for coffee." He started, then glancing at the letter he asked, "What's that?"
"Oh, um, an owl just brought it. It's from Albus. Apparently, there has been a Death Eater raid, and a muggle family was killed. The student was thankfully not there and survived. Apparently, her parents had sent her on an errand when the attack occurred."
Remus frowned. "Does it mention which student?"
"Oh yes, um, a Miss. Hermione Granger. Albus says you know her."
At this news, Remus' frown deepened. "Yes. Yes, I do know her. She's best friends with Harry Potter."
Giles looked to Remus with a surprised look on his face. "THE Harry Potter? James and Lily's son?"
"The one and only."
"Well, then no wonder Albus asked if..." Giles' voice trailed off.
"Albus asked what?" Remus inquired.
"W-well, it would seem that Albus thinks it would be safer for Miss Granger t-to be hidden out somewhere." Giles stuttered.
"I would think that Albus would just move the girl into the Gryffindor tower at Hogwarts." Remus said, confusion in his voice.
"You would think that, but apparently our dear headmaster has something else completely different in mind." Giles said, and then handed the letter to Remus for him to read.
Taking the parchment from Giles, Remus unrolled it and proceeded to read.

Rupert,
I hate to impose upon your good graces, but I fear I must call upon the debt that is owed me. We have a bit of a situation regarding a student here at Hogwarts, Miss Hermione Granger. Remus is familiar with the young lady. It seems that there has been a raid upon her home and both parents were murdered. It was only luck that the girl was not home at the time of the attack. She is now here at Hogwarts, but I am afraid that none of us here has what the young lady needs at this time. She has withdrawn into herself and will not allow us near her. She has even verbally assaulted Severus with threats of bodily harm. I fear he may never look at a bratwurst the same way again.
But now I am getting off track. The reason I have owled you for is this, I wish for Miss Granger to be brought to your location, and a protective charm be placed over it until the Ministry can look into why this horrible incident has occurred. I implore you to agree, for I believe that you're Miss Rosenberg and Miss Granger may be of some comfort to each other.

I will await your reply before any other decisions on the matter.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore

Remus looked up from the parchment to Giles with a questioning look.
"Well Rupert, what is the reply?"
"Yes, well I was just about to get to that." Giles stated and reached for a pen to write out his answer to the headmaster's request.
After the owl had left to deliver his answer, Giles turned back to Lupin.

"Well, what do you say we get that coffee now."

~*~*~*~*~
Albus Dumbledore, an old wizard with long snow white hair and beard and wore little half moon glasses, was walking down a corridor of the school, when a large brown owl swooped down and perched upon the arm he extended toward it. He recognized it as the one he had sent his request by to Rupert Giles.
"Well, that was prompt of him." Of course Dumbledore had known that Rupert would be. He was not one to back out when a debt was owed.

Quickly, Dumbledore untied the paper from the owl's leg and let it be on its way. Then he opened up the letter and read.

Albus,
I am terribly sorry to hear of the tragedy that has befallen Miss Granger, and of course I would not mind having the girl come here. I am in hopes that between me and Remus, we will be able to help Miss Granger and Willow as well. As to them helping each other, I haven't a clue as to how they could. But you have always had a way about seeing things no other could. So I agree and will await the arrival of our new houseguest at the earliest convenience that you can send her.
Regards,
Rupert Giles

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled merrily as he pocketed the letter and went to instruct Minerva to pack up Hermione's belongings. She was going to London.

~*~*~*~*~
Hermione was sitting on the edge of her bed when Minerva McGonagall entered into her dorm room. The girl did not move or look up. She just sat there as if hoping not to be noticed by the Transfigurations teacher.
"Hermione." McGonagall said softly. "Albus has made a decision on what would be best for you at this time. He had decided to send you to someone who I am sure can relate to how you are feeling at this moment. She herself has lost someone close to her in a somewhat horrible way. And her guardian is doing his best to help her out. Remus Lupin will be there as well, so you will not be totally among strangers."
Minerva saw for a second that the young girl's eyes flickered toward her, but then in the next instant, she was staring off across the room again.
The older woman felt a wave of pity cross over her and she gave into the urge to reach out to the young girl. "Oh, Hermione. I am truly-"
But she broke off when Hermione violently yanked herself away from her hand, practically unseating herself from the bed in the process.
Minerva quickly composed herself once more and continued.

"Well, I shall pack your things for you. Get you ready for this evening. Albus is going to Apparate you there personally."
Still, no reaction.
Minerva cleared her throat once and continued.
"I know this is hard for you my dear. It must seem like the end of the world to you." At this Minerva shuddered at a distant memory. "But I believe that Albus knows what he is doing, and I am equally sure that you will return to us by the start of next term as the Hermione we all know and love...well, most of us love." She added, as she thought of the Potions Master who refused to even be in the same room with the girl.
Still nothing.
Minerva simply nodded her head then, and went about gathering together Hermione's things. By the time she had finished, it was nearly time to meet the Headmaster outside of the school's gates.
"Well now, shall we proceed?" She asked the girl gently.
Not even an acknowledgement, but she did get up and stand in front of Minerva with her head bowed.
Again Minerva's heart broke for the sight of sadness and despair that surrounded the girl.
Grabbing the bags, McGonagall lead Hermione from the dorm room, down stairwells and empty hallways, until they reached the great doors that exited Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The walked together, with Hermione one step behind McGonagall, until they reached the outer gates. There stood Albus Dumbledore waiting patiently for them.
"Ah, there you are Miss Granger. Minerva, I trust that you have gathered all of what our dear Hermione will need during her stay with Mr. Giles, Lupin, and Ms. Rosenberg?"
"Yes, Albus. She is quite ready for her trip." McGonagall replied.
Hermione never raised her head.
"Alright then, come Hermione, there are some people awaiting our arrival."
He reached an arm out to draw Hermione close, but stopped when she flinched and stepped back.
"Now, Hermione." Dumbledore chided softly. "How am I to Apparate us to our destination, if you do not let me put just one hand on you?"
For a while it looked as if Hermione hadn't heard him. But then finally, just when McGonagall thought they were going to have to find another way, Hermione took a timid step forward. Then another one. Then another, until finally she was standing right beside Dumbledore. The closest she had been to anyone since the tragedy two days prior.
"There now, that wasn't so bad now, was it?" Dumbledore whispered to the girl, who's body was trembling in her efforts to keep herself from bolting.
Going slowly, so as not to startle her, Dumbledore placed his right arm lightly around Hermione's shoulders. Then a second later, they disappeared.

~*~*~*~*~
With a popping sound, Hermione and Dumbledore appeared in the living room of the secluded cabin of Rupert Giles.
Giles was seated in the armchair, drinking a cup of tea, and conversing with Remus, who was standing by the fireplace.
Willow was this time sitting on the couch, clutching an untouched cup of tea in her hands.
"Good evening, Albus." Giles greeted the older man.
"Good to see you again, Rupert." Dumbledore responded, stepping away from Hermione to give the girl the distance she craved.
Remus Lupin looked at Hermione with a worried look on his face. For a moment he just stood there, then, as if coming to a decision, took a step toward her. Immediately, Hermione stepped backward. Remus stopped his approach and looked at Dumbledore questioningly.
"As I told Rupert in the letter I sent, she does not like close proximity at this time. It took quite a bit of coaxing on my part to get her to allow me to touch her shoulder so we could Apparate here."
A look of sorrow passed over Remus' face.

Poor Hermione. He thought. Out loud, he asked. "Does Harry and Ron know what's happened?"

"Mr. Potter does, but the Dursleys were adamant about not allowing Harry to Hogwarts until it was time for him to come back. And under the circumstances, I don't believe it would have done any good. As for Ron Weasley, he is on vacation with his family in Romania, and with Hermione in the emotional state that she is in, I thought it pointless to interrupt it."
"Yes, of course." Remus said. "Here Albus, I would like to introduce you to Miss Willow Rosenberg."
Dumbledore turned to the petite red head on the couch who was not paying a bit of attention to them.
No, her eyes were not on them at all. They were on Hermione.

Albus glanced back to Hermione and noticed for the first time in two days, Hermione was actually meeting someone else's gaze. And that someone was Willow Rosenberg.
Curious. He thought to himself. Aloud he spoke to Willow. "Good evening, Miss Rosenberg. I am Albus Dumbledore."
Willow didn't remove her eyes from Hermione, but she did nod slightly.
"Fascinating." Dumbledore said softly. "This is most fascinating indeed."
"Would you care for a cup of tea, Albus?" Giles offered.
"No, I am afraid I have not the time, Rupert. But there is the little matter of the protection spell before I go." Dumbledore replied.
Giles nodded and asked what they would need to do to perform the spell.
"It is quite simple." Dumbledore told him. "But I will need both of your magicks to help reinforce the spell."
Remus and Giles joined Dumbledore and formed a circle with hands linked. Concentrating hard, Dumbledore spoke an incantation and the air crackled with magical electricity. Then it was gone, and there was a sense of security to the cabin now that wasn't there before.
"Now that that is taken care of, I shall be off. I am sure Fawkes is getting worried about me." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling merrily.

"Yes, well, we will contact you if anything comes up." Giles said, while walking the old wizard out the front door so that he could Apparate back to Hogwarts.
"You do that Rupert, you do that."
And then in a flash, Albus Dumbledore was gone.

~*~*~*~*~
It came time for bed, and new arrangements were made. Remus stayed with the couch, but he also transfigured the coffee table into a small cot so that Giles could sleep on it, thus giving each of the girls a bed of their own.
Then everyone settled in for the night.

~*~*~*~*~
Hermione tossed and turned, whimpering, every now and then lashing out with limbs as tears streamed down her face.
She had kicked the covers from the bed, and was now drenched in a cold sweat. Her tossing became more violent and her whimpers became moans of despair. She was so locked into her nightmare that she did not wake when someone entered her bedroom. Nor did she stir, when that someone proceeded to climb into the bed with her. She struggled only momentarily when the person drew the tortured girl into their arms, whispering comforting words in her ear, and stroking her hair.

After a long moment, Hermione's struggles slacked off, and then finally came to a complete stop. Her moans quieted into silent breathing. And the nightmares subsided into dreamless sleep.
The next morning came, finding a shocked Remus Lupin and Rupert Giles, staring at the sleeping form of Willow Rosenberg hugging an equally peacefully sleeping Hermione tightly in her arms.

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