Just as his seed settled in her womb, screams of terror and explosions split through the silence in the air. Whipping her head around, not seeing anything through the thick copes of trees, Hermione looked back at Theo who was jumping up from where they’d lain. Hermione pulled her dress from the ground, yanking it on over her head, and grabbed her small, beaded bag taking off running towards the screams. Leaving Theo standing naked with her shoes, soaked panties, and spilled champagne behind. She could hear him calling her name, but she couldn’t stop and go back to him. This was it; this was the start of everything, and she had to reach Harry and Ron.