Blown Away

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Its been fixed for spelling and grammer as well as a few other things added to make it just flow with the next chapter better!

A/N: for some odd reason this story came to me while driving to work and the songBlown Away by Carrie Underwood came on the radio and I could not get it out of my head. So I wrote it down and thought I would post it on FF for everyone to read and to see if I should keep it going if you all like it! So let me know what you think please!

Aslin

AN: I am co-writing this with Aslin's Fire. We are going to be mixed up who starts the chapters. J I hope you enjoy it as much as we are writing it. Please let us know.

We named one of our characters in honor of the woman who created the HG/MM Fan Club where the two of us met that is writing this story. Thanks!

Marble

It's been two weeks since I graduated. Two weeks since I told her that I loved her. Two weeks since my heart was crushed by silence following "Hermione... I am not sure how this can work but I need time to think this all over." I left England moments later.

I just apparated without a care in the world. I just had get away from the heartache. I didn't care if I hurt myself in the process because nothing seemed to matter at this very moment.

I was standing in the middle of a park. No one seemed to notice me or the tears that were starting to flow faster and faster down my cheeks. I was wishing and waiting for someone to wipe them away. People kept passing by. If they saw me, they took little notice or just ignored me and whispered quietly to their friends. I stood there on the sidewalk for what seemed like forever.

I heard the sound of someone walking at a fast pace with the clicking of heels. They belonged to a woman with long auburn hair and bluish green eyes that held mysteries and laughter in them. She reminded me of the Weasleys. The mystery woman stopped in front of me and said, "Follow me please." Her voice was calm and steady, but held a strange accent that was way different from the ones back home in England or even in Scotland. I thought with a sad smile.

"Where am I? And who are you?" asked Hermione.

The redhead gave a small giggle before grabbing my hand. "Can't you tell by the way I speak or those around you?" she gave my hand a friendly squeeze. I shook my head. "Welcome to the United States of America, Hermione Granger!"

I gave a shocked look to this energetic stranger, who knew who I was while I didn't know who she was. By the look on my face, she must have known what I was thinking. "My name is Lina Chivas. I am the Minister of the AMM, American Ministry of Magic. Keep your wand close but out of sight and even though times are better. You can never be too sure," Lina stated.

"But Howww-" I started.

"We keep track of all the people coming in and out of the country. I just happened to be watching when your name appeared with your magical signature. It showed that you were close by and I came to greet you and take you back to the Ministry." Lina explained.

"America's Ministry must be further along than England's," I said with a small but sad smile.

Lina nodded her head as she looked me straight in the eyes, "True but that doesn't mean that you are not in trouble, Hermione." A tug on my hand encouraged me to walk faster.

X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x.X.x

A woman with ebony hair with a few streaks of silver, stood silently as she looked out the window from her office. So lost in thought, she wasn't aware that the sun was setting nor that the letters on her desk have started to pile up. She just stood there trying to figure out why she did what she did and if it was the right choice. Did she make it for herself or for Hermione?

She is a beautiful woman but too young. Although she is mature for her age, I can't see how I could honestly love her like I should or can I? I did miss her terribly during what should have been her seventh year. She did stay behind to help rebuild this school. She has definitely aged from the war and I could tell that she was having nightmares from it. So why should I? Minerva mused to herself.

She has such a big heart, a passion for knowledge and courage to fight side by side with her friends. I have missed her expressive brown eyes with her bushy hair that has been tamed over the years. Oh what have I done...

She broke out of her starving and realized that it was getting late. She looked at her desk and groaned at the pile. She shook her head and walked over to the desk and looked to see if there was anything that was urgent. If there wasn't, she was going to go to bed and sleep on her problems. The top letter was from Kingsley, the new Minister of Magic. She sighed and read it. Her eyes grew as she read it.

Dear Minnie,

I am writing this not as a leader but as a friend. I just found out from the AMM, that Hermione Granger has arrived to the States. I found that a bit odd and thought you should know about it. Do you have any idea why?

Your friend,

Kings

She quickly leaped onto her feet and floo called Kingsley. She asked him if he could tell her where exactly Hermione was in the States. He told her that she was at the NY branch of the AMM. She thanked him and asked him if there was a quick way to get there. He said that he would have a portkey ready for her when she is ready to go. She thanked him and told him that she would be ready in 10 minutes. He nodded in agreement and she disappeared from his fire. He thought better to ask her what was going on by her reaction to his letter. He could tell that she was deeply disturbed by it. He had noticed that the two of them had gotten closer in the last few months remodeling the castle. He went about getting Minerva an emergency portkey to the AMM.

Minerva ended her floo call and quickly changed into her cat form so she could run to her rooms. She changed back when she got back and summoned her bag and filled it with a few essentials. Minerva closed her eyes and hoped that Hermione didn't do anything rash since they last talked. She should have realized that Hermione was hurt emotionally since that fateful conversation in her office. She rushed to her fireplace and threw in floo powder and turned the fire green so she could go to Kingsley's Ministry's office. She yelled, "King's office" and almost stumbled into his office. Kingsley caught her elbow from saving her falling to the ground. "Thank you, Kingsley," with a nod.

"You are welcome, Minerva," answered Kingsley. "Here is your portkey to the AMM. It is going to go straight to the Atrium of the building. She will be in the Minister's office. The word to activate it is Tabby."

"Thank you again, Kingsley for taking care of this for me," stated Minerva. "I will see what is going on and let you know through my patronus. It may be a day or two. Oh Merlin, I forgot to talk to Filius."

"OK, Minerva and no problem. I had a feeling you would want to take care of this personally. I will let Filius know that you are unavailable for the next couple of days," stated Kingsley.

"Thanks, Kingsley. I will see you in a couple of days," said Minerva with a nod. She gathers her bag and slings it over her shoulder and grabs the portkey shaped like a cookie tin and says, "Tabby." She feels the hook in her stomach as it activates.

A/N: So what do you all think? Should Marble and I keep it going?