And again, Hermione could relate. She hated that they were just children fighting a war they never should've been in. Their lives, their futures were ruined by the adults that should've known better. It was all so bloody unfair that she wanted to scream and rip her hair out. And now they were dooming their children to be involved in the same mess? Hannah's daughter would be keeping watch over Hermione's son to keep him from being harmed. She wanted nothing more than to run to Hogwarts that very second and drag their children out of the hateful castle. Maybe the Dolohovs could persuade the Rowles to join them in Brazil. It would feel more like home if they had friends with them.