Hermione found herself hugging the woman back, she relaxed and gave in.
Afterwards the ate and they girls were sent to the stream to get water.
She and Rosalie Walked slowly in the calmness of the morning. Since they didn't have a well like her neighborhood, their only result was was to go get water from the stream.
Hermione grimaced with that thought. She didn't want to remember anything about that neighborhood ever again.
When they arrived, they quickly sank their buckets. It was still early so not many people were present. The river flowed slowly, the wind around it was cold.
Hermione couldn't help but be captivated by the waterfall flowing from the rock high above. It was serene, peaceful, calm...and hypnotic.
She felt like…..it called her name. She tilted her head to the side slowly.
No…! It really did call her name!
