"We're capable of altering memories. Or, well, wizards and witches who have the... skill for it, at least. It's not something easily practiced," Hermione explained quietly, hands fidgeting in her lap, hoping that she wasn't delving too deep into the detalis; the last thing that she wanted to do was to unnerve Kate in any way. Yet, it felt like once the story had gotten underway, Hermione was helpless to keep herself from recounting it all, as though stopping would have done everything an injustice. Would have been disrespectful to the experiences all of them had shared. "Especially considering what one would have to do in order to practice."
Her gaze briefly flickered up. "But I knew that I couldn't have my parents following me just in an effort to keep me safe, and I knew that I couldn't pull myself out of the war, not when Harry and Ron were headed into the thick of it, so I erased all my parents' memories of me. That way, if we hadn't been successful, they would still live full lives. I'm sure they'd be livid with me, if I ever managed to find and reverse the spell."
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Date: 2011-10-25 08:00 am (UTC)Her gaze briefly flickered up. "But I knew that I couldn't have my parents following me just in an effort to keep me safe, and I knew that I couldn't pull myself out of the war, not when Harry and Ron were headed into the thick of it, so I erased all my parents' memories of me. That way, if we hadn't been successful, they would still live full lives. I'm sure they'd be livid with me, if I ever managed to find and reverse the spell."