There are Daily Prophet clippings of the inventor of Wolfsbane Fenrir Greyback. Wedding announcements of Magnus and Bilquis Lestrange, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange. Hermione’s own Hogwarts letter is folded within the pages, something which she had lost forever, misplaced somewhere in her parents’ attic. There are marked potions essays and letters to home from a proud Professor McGonagall. All up until the end of her first year, when her grandmother had died in the summer. Hermione can feel a well of emotions overcome her, tears spilling over her cheeks. Jean Granger was not a young woman with memory loss but a witch living among muggles. Always watching, never truly apart. 