It felt strange to Hermione to recognize the fact that she was actually going to miss her son when he left. Too much of his life was spent with her happily shuffling off her parental responsibilities to others more capable and willing. There was a very valid reason why Oliver was much closer to his father. When she was able to, she stayed away from their home in Hogsmeade and often even when she was there, she was too influenced by the damned potions to really even know what was happening. Her legendary temper, exacerbated by the rage potion, made her only child afraid of her. He had a habit of running and hiding when her mood was scary. She hated knowing that fact. She hoped that there would be time to make up for the mistakes she'd made. Oliver was a fascinating young wizard that she discovered she liked a lot. Just like his father, he made her laugh when she least expected it.