At twelve years old it was easy to forget that he was moving into that awkward time of life when he wasn't a man, but he wasn't exactly a child either. He was perceptive and far more observant than either of his parents would've liked. Hermione lowered her wand, pausing the magic to look at him fully. Her heart clenched at the realization that he was at the same age she was when she first helped Harry fight against the Dark Lord. Was history determined to keep repeating itself over and over again until they learned their lessons? Children had no business being dragged into war!