It had taken these many weeks just to achieve a thawing truce between herself and her folks. Mum was coming around more quickly; though David Granger had always been known to follow his wife's lead, there were moments where he was still stewing, brooding. A part of Hermione couldn't blame him – she would be hopping mad too, if someone had stolen her identities, then her memories and sent her away to live in a foreign country.