Chapter 1
“Oh Miss Granger it’s been a while,” Tom’s voice is strained eyes on her face, on her scars, on her missing eye.
She smiles thinly about to respond when he focused on the two boys with her “oh who’s these two?”
“We’re her brothers!” Bean pipped up almost immediately, oh- Hermione don’t cry in the middle of the pub.
Bean just continues chattering on as she leads him and Bark into Diagon Alley properly, taking attention off her and onto him with his bright green hair and bombastic personality, she’s grateful for it.
She thinks she can hear Fang grumbling from his place in Bark’s backpack.
Bark is quiet as usual if more wide-eyed as he glanced around while a blue nose pokes out from the bag, sniffing intently.
It then goes still as they pass a group talking about Harry Potter, amongst the crowd gathered for Gilderoy Lockhart, the group shouldering through on their way to Gringotts.
“Hermione?” Fang sounds off, strained, “who’s Harry Potter?”
Bark and Bean have gone quiet, Bark’s chuckling ceasing and Bean’s rambling cutting off abruptly.
It’s unnerving her, she stammered as she explained before flinching as Bark began to cuss in Russian, the only word she understands being Dursleys as that’s clearly English.
It’s Fang who makes her feel like crying all over again however when his voice quietly comes from the backpack.
“They did love me...”