"Did you guys get an owl from McGonagall too?" Harry asked as he walked over to his friends with a coffee.

"Yeah but I don't know what she means, I'm perfectly fine." Erica answered him.

Hermione gave her a look, "I think it's for the best. I mean.. We've all been through a lot."

"I don't wanna go." Erica crossed her arms.

"Well, you have to. We're all going as well." Ron reminded her.

"How many sessions is it?"  Parker looked up.

"It's an individual session each plus a group one and we can choose whether to continue after that." Harry explained.

They all nodded first and Parker spoke again, "Do we get separate therapists or is it the same person?"

"McGonagall did not say that." Ron shrugged.

Parker sighed and sat back, quickly downing her tea.

"What time? I guess I'll be there." Erica shook her head.

"3pm." Hermione nodded.

"Right, I'll make sure to be there." Erica sighed.

"We'll see everyone there then." Harry nodded and left with everyone else.

*Skip to Therapy Building*

"This the place?" Ron asked the others.

"I believe so." Parker nodded.

"Well, good luck I suppose." Erica shrugged.

"Who's appointment is first?" Hermione asked.

"I think it's mine but I'm not sure." Harry replied.

"Well, we can just sit and see." Ron sat down.

"Yeah, they'll get us when they need us." Erica yawned, sitting beside her brother.

Soon enough, a female came out, blonde hair in a high ponytail and a pantsuit on, "Harry Potter?"

"Oh, that's me." Harry raised his hand.

"Come along." She nodded.

"Alright." Harry got up and followed the woman into a room.

"So, have a seat." She smiled, sitting down, "I'm Carly."

"Hi Carly, I'm Harry." Harry paused,"You already knew that, didn't you?"

"I did." Carly chuckled, "Now, tell me about yourself."

"Uh, I have a wife and three children." Harry thought for a moment,"I ended the second Wizarding War with my friends and my favorite spell is expelliarmus."

"The same friends who are out there?" Carly nodded.

"The very same." Harry told her.

"Would you mind telling me a small bit about your childhood?" Carly asked.

"I was raised by my aunt an uncle who kept me in a cupboard and my cousin who bullied me." Harry began.

"A cupboard?" She raised a brow.

"Yes, a cupboard." Harry nodded,"Then I got sent to Hogwarts, fun times."

"Can you explain what happened there?" Carly tilted her head.

"Probably in two words." Harry nodded,"Utter trainwreck. I was nearly murdered every year there."

"I'm sorry you had to experience that." Carly sighed.

"It's fine, I obviously didn't die." Harry shrugged.

"Yes, but you were close to." Carly shook her head, "How are you dealing with the trauma?"

"Well, it usually builds up in anger. There was a point in my life where I just lashed out at practically everyone." Harry sighed.

"Your children? Your wife?" Carly asked.

"No, it was before that. Back at Hogwarts, I've gotten better at dealing with my anger since then." Harry told her.

"I'm glad." Carly nodded, "Is there anything you'd like to say? Get off your chest?"

"I never really thought about it until now but... I'd like to just ask 'why me?' Why did I have to be the chosen one?" Harry looked down.

"That's something no one can answer other than You Know Who." Carly sighed.

"That's all, really." Harry told her.

"Alright. Now, since this is only an introduction, I have to cut this short so I can talk to your friends as well but it was great speaking to you." Carly smiled, "Can you get Hermione Granger?"

"I will, thanks for your time." Harry nodded and walked out.

"What's taking them so long?" Ron groaned.

"Well, if you were looking, then you'd see that Harry's done." Erica pointed.

"How did it go?" Hermione shot up from her seat and walked up to Harry.

"I think it went pretty well, it's your turn now, though." Harry told Hermione.

"Oh, it is?" Hermione asked, fixing her cardigan.

"Yeah." Harry nodded.

"Do I look alright?" Hermione asked.

"It's therapy, she doesn't care about what you look like." Erica sighed.

"She might." Hermione nodded.

"I don't think she will, Hermione." Harry assured her.

Hermione hesitated before she went inside the room, knocking as she walked in.

"Ah, hello. You must be Hermione Granger." Carly nodded her head,"My name is Carly."

"Yes, hi." Hermione smiled and gave her a small wave.

"Would you like to take a seat and tell be a bit about yourself?" Carly offered.

Hermione nodded and sat down.

"My name is Hermione Jean Granger. I have a husband and two children, I used to live in London with my mother and father. Although they didn't remember me for a while due to the Oblivious charm.." She trailed off.

"Ah, I see. Well, I know you've become the Minister of Magic. Any reason you chose that career path?"

"Well, I had always been a bright witch." Hermione nodded, "Most of my friends, other than Erica, worked in the Ministry. Besides, the Ministers we've had before weren't always the best. I believed that I could be better than all of them."

"Fair point there." Carly nodded,"Now, could you tell me a bit about your childhood?"

"Well, my mother and father were great parents. Honestly, I had a great primary education, top of my classes." Hermione explained.

"And at Hogwarts?" Carly raised a brow.

"Top of my classes." Hermione chuckled, "I helped out Harry and my friends. I became a prefect for Gryffindor."

"That sounds good. Harry mentioned something about attempted murder, though. Could you enlighten me on that subject?" Carly asked her.

"..What time?" Hermione asked.

"Any of them, really. It doesn't sound healthy when your response is 'which one?" Carly sighed, worried for these people.

"Well, it was each year practically." Hermione chuckled.

"Right.." Carly nodded,"Well, our introduction session is coming to an end. It has been a pleasure meeting you, can you send in Ronald Weasley?"

"Yes." Hermione shook her hand, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Carly waved her off.

Hermione walked out and sighed, "Ronald."

Ron's head turned round,"Hm, yes?"

"She wants to see you. Make sure you be nice." Hermione pointed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Ron asked as he got up.

"I'm just saying to be nice." Hermione sighed.

Ron shook his head and entered the room where Carly was sat.

"Ronald?" Carly asked.

"Yes, that's me. I, uh, do prefer going by Ron, though."Ron informed her.

"Of course. I'm sorry, Ron." Carly smiled.

"It's fine, I just find it easier." Ron sat down.

"It does sound it." Carly hummed, "So, tell me a bit about yourself."

"Uh, my name is Ronald Bilius Weasley, I'm married to Hermione and we have two kids. I have a rather large family, one of my sister's is actually here with me." Ron told her.

"Let me guess.. Erica?" Carly tilted her head.

"Woah, how'd you guess?" Ron asked.

"You both have the same last names." Carly laughed.

"Oh, uh, kinda forgot about that." Ron chuckled.

"It's quite alright. And how was your school years?" She asked.

"Stressful?" Ron answered.

"How about dealing with..  The Dark Lord?" She raised a brow.

"That was, well, tough." Ron sighed.

"I'd imagine so." Carly sighed.

"I ended up losing a brother in the... Final battle." Ron told her.

"..Oh?" Carly raised a brow.

"Yeah, his name was Fred." Ron nodded.

"Do you mind me asking how you dealt with that?" Carly asked him.

"I'm not sure, I just tried to spend as much time I could with my remaining family." Ron informed her.

"At least you had family to mourn with." She smiled.

"It hit us all pretty hard, we had to stick together." Ron nodded.

"I'd expect so." Carly nodded.

"It's been weird, y'know. Usually it would be Fred and his twin George waking us up with pranks but... Not anymore." Ron sighed.

"Has anyone else.. In a way helped George? Joining him for the pranks?" Carly questioned.

"Erica has, she was always quite close with them." Ron answered.

"That's good." She smiled.

"She can tell you about that herself, well, if she talks." Ron stated.

"Is she.. A closed off person?" Carly sighed.

"Sort of, she was pretty against coming here." Ron told her.

"A lot of people are." Carly agreed.

"I think it's the fact that she doesn't like admitting when she isn't ok or needs help." Ron sighed.

"And again, not a lot of people like admitting it. It might make them feel.. Weak, useless." Carly told him.

"I think she needs someone to talk to." Ron nodded.

"Well, it's a good thing she's next." Carly nodded, "Would you mind getting her?"

"I will." Ron told her as he got up.

"It was lovely meeting you Ron." She smiled.

"You too, Carly." Ron told her as he left the room,"Erica?"

"Yes?" Erica tilted her head,"Oh, it's me. Isn't it?"

"It is." Ron walked over to her, "She's nice."

Erica just sighed as she pushed open the door to Carly's room.

"Erica, is it?" Carly held her hand out.

"Yes, that's me." Erica nodded, shaking Carly's hand cautiously.

"Right, have a seat there and I'm just going to ask a few questions. Nothing too big, but as long as you try for an answer, that helps." Carly nodded.

"Uh, okay." Erica sat down.

"Alright.. Could you tell me a little about yourself?" Carly tilted her head.

"Uh, I have three children, a boyfriend, I work two jobs and I have a pretty big family, though Ron probably told you that." Erica answered.

"Yes, he did." She nodded, "Do you mind if you tell me a bit about your childhood? With the whole big family, I'm assuming there would be some fun things."

"Yes. I'm pretty sure Ron knows but I do have a favourite brother, our older brother Percy. We're really close and he's always looked out for me, even if he didn't like admitting it when we were younger." Erica told her.

"How many brothers do you have again?" She chuckled.

"Five brothers and one sister." Erica nodded.

"Are you the youngest?" Carly asked her.

"No, my younger sister Ginny is." Erica replied.

"So.. Second youngest?" She asked.

"That's me." Erica nodded.

"How does that feel? Having such a big family?" She raised a brow.

"You always feel, well, safe. Taken care of." Erica trailed off.

"I'm glad, that's everything going a family needs. Now, could you tell me about your experiences at Hogwarts?" Carly sighed.

"Half of the time it was great and amazing and the other was like walking right into Hell." Erica answered.

"So I've heard. You were apart of the second wizarding world battle?" Carly asked.

"Mhm." Erica nodded, tugging on the end of her scarf.

"Thats a wonderful scarf. Is it handmade?" Carly questioned, she was trying to make Erica feel more safe.

Erica nodded slowly. She remembered watching her mother make it for Fred.

"How have you dealt with the trauma of the war? With everything?" Carly questioned.

Erica was quiet for a second,"Y'know, I kind of try to pretend. Pretend I'm fine and that I'm okay and that Fred's still here..."

"I know, pretending is a way of mourning. But Fred's most likely watching you, working in the joke shop with your brother? It makes you and George happy."

Erica just nodded, she felt that if she tried to speak she'd just start crying and she didn't want to do that in front of Carly. Practically a stranger.

"..I can see you're getting slightly upset. Would you like to cut short the meeting?" She asked, seeing Erica try not to get upset.

Erica merely nodded again.

"Alright. Erica, it was a delight to meet you. Can I just ask if you go get Parker Lestrange?" Carly softly smiled.

"Okay." Erica answered, leaving the room.

"Everything go okay?" Ron asked.

"Peachy." Erica nodded before turning to Parker,"It's your turn."

"..What if I don't go?" Parker suggested.

"If I had to sit and do that against my wishes, so do you." Erica crossed her arms.

Parker groaned and stood up, going inside the room; slowly closing it behind her as she looked around the room.

"Ah, Parker. Am I correct?" Carly raised a brow.

"Correct." Parker answered.

"Well, I'm Carly. It's nice to meet you." Carly smiled.

"Pleasure." Parker nodded and slowly sat down.

"Would you mind telling me a little bit about yourself?" Carly raised a brow.

"Yeah." Parker thought before she spoke, "My name is Parker Vera Black, I have two children, a boyfriend and I'm an Auror for the Ministry."

"Ah, you have a very nice name." Carly nodded.

"Thank you. I have three last names.. Technically." She nodded slowly, remembering.

"Well, how was your childhood? Tough, I'm guessing." Carly asked her.

"My mother went to Azkaban when I was two, I went and lived with my aunt, uncle and cousin who I was lead to believe they were my parents and brother. Until I was older and found out the truth and.. I was forced to become a Death Eater when I was sixteen." Parker explained.

"That sounds... Very stressful. How about Hogwarts?" Carly raised a brow.

"I was.. a good student I'd say." Parker thought, "It was always fun to be there with my friends but then everything with the war happened.. We had to all work together."

"I have heard. It was described differently by each but I think I got the picture." Carly nodded.

"Yeah, it was a big mess. I mean, we were just kids." Parker looked to the floor.

"It wasn't fair that you all had to go through that." Carly sighed.

"Too many people died." Parker muttered.

"One person is too many, especially when children have to deal with the consequences." Carly agreed, hearing Parker's words.

Parker nodded in agreement, lifting her head back up and took a deep breath.

"Is there anything you'd like to say before we meet up as a group?" Carly asked her.

"Not that I can think of." Parker sighed.

"Well, can you bring your friends in here for our group session?" Carly raised a brow.

"Group session?" Parker glanced back at Carly

"It's really quick, just a small game to help you calm down." Carly explained.

"Right." Parker nodded slowly, getting up and walking out to her friends, "Guys?"

"Yes, what is it?" Hermione asked.

"Carly wants us all to go back inside, have this.. Group session." Parker shrugged.

"F*ck." Erica sighed.

"It's a game, anyway. I'm sure it won't take long." Parker sighed as the others stood up.

"Fine." Erica shook her head.

"You’ll be alright, Er." Ron patted her arm.

"Yeah, you'll be able to go home soon." Harry added.

"Right, come on." Hermione nodded and walked into the room.

The rest of the Herd followed Hermione into Carly's room. They all sat down, one by one before they looked at Carly to see what she'd say.

"Right, we're going to play a little game so I can get to know you all a bit more." Carly began.

"A game?" Harry raised a brow.

"You five will close your eyes and I'll ask you a question. If you think it applies to you, you can raise your hand." Carly explained.

"Seems easy enough." Hermione nodded.

"Right then, everyone close your eyes." Carly instructed them.

It took some longer than others, but they closed their eyes.

"Okay, who thinks they get a decent amount of sleep each night?" Carly asked them.

Hermione and Ron raised their hands. Erica made no effort to move her hand and Harry seemed to raise his halfway. Parker was a little hesitant as she thought, only raising her pinky.

"I see." Carly nodded,"Who here feels loved?"

Harry, Ron and Hermione raised their hands, Parker's hand slowly following after. Erica thought for a moment but did raise her hand.

"This may relate to the first question but does anyone here suffer from persistent nightmares?" Carly questioned.

Harry was the first to raise his hand, for him, it was mostly his nightmares with Voldemort. Parker then raised her hand, hers were mostly about when she was younger, and what happened with her family. Erica raised her hand next, she usually got them about the Weasley fight or the War but there would be some of her friends and family dying. Hermione and Ron didn't raise their hands. If they had any, it wasn't persistent.

"Right then, is there anyone here who finds comfort in solitude?" Carly raised a brow.

Parker slowly raised her hand, as a child, she got used to being alone. Ron raised his hand as well, he preferred it to being surrounded by people all the time. As Carly looked around, no one else lifted their hands.

"That was my last question, you guys. You are free to go." Carly told them.

Everyone opened their eyes.

"Thank you Carly." Hermione smiled before they all left.