Finally, it was time. Grimmauld was more sober than usual without Hermione’s presence, and these days, Remus preferred to sleep in the hospital waiting room over their bed. It didn’t feel right, it didn’t smell right, nothing was the same without her. Harry was already sat with Tonks and Bill in the sitting room, and all that hope that Remus had harbored was gone at just one look. Harry’s eyes were red-rimmed and Bill was visibly upset. Tonks, a hand resting lightly on her stomach was solemn, trying to keep her emotions in check he wagered.