-1Your Burning Bridges, Baby

AN: This story is after the Final Battle, and after Hermione, Ron, and Harry graduated (yes, they still got to graduate, even though they weren't there their final year). I know its short, but I promise longer chapters after this! Thanks Much!

DISCLAIMER!: I don't own anything but my original plot and the characters I make along the way!

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The fire was spreading, engulfing everything it came in contact with. Hermione could feel the burning heat splash across her face, making her cringe as her vision became hazy. She glanced around worriedly. She was stuck, and there was no way out. Hermione kept searching with her eyes wide, begging and praying for an escape.

Thoughts of her family, Hogwarts, and Harry and Ron playing again and again like a movie that seemed to be stuck on a few scenes. She continued to try to find a way out, searching, but soon the heat became too much for her, and she tried to fight the plaguing darkness that was coming over her, but she was so tired, and soon fell to the floor.

The last thing she saw was what looked like a fallen angel with silver hair and deep grey/blue eyes hovering over her unconscious form in a building slowly being consumed by wicked hot flames.

A Week Earlier

Hermione ran down the street, her thick, once bushy brown locks, now cascading over her back in deep chocolate waves swishing as she hurriedly hailed a taxi. After she, Harry, and Ron graduated form Hogwarts she filled out quite nicely, getting a shape and coming into her own unique kind of beauty.

Hermione now worked as a Healer at St. Mungos Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Harry and Ron both worked as Aurors, and although she did consider that career, she felt she was best suited for a job of healing.

Not that she didn't not like the adventure of a career as an auror, you best believe it does get dreadfully boring at St. Mungo sometimes, its just that Hermione figured she could do a lot more good for the masses by curing and treating ill people.

And even if her job barely paid the rent and caused her to be a big walking pile of stress, she did love her job very, very much, and she wouldn't trade it in for the anything.

The world seemed to be a much better place now, after Harry defeated Lord Voldemort freeing the wizarding world from his reign of terror.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione found all the Horcruxes during their final year at Hogwarts, and during the Final War Harry finally fought with Voldemort face to face, with Harry walking away the Victor and a Hero to all of the wizards and witches in the Wizarding World.

There was many festivities and celebrations in his honor, but his real prize was the fact that he had avenged all those who were lost in the cause, including his loving parents, and now was going to try to live a life without the constant threat of Voldemort, where he could enjoy life. Especially now that Ginny and himself were engaged and soon to be married.

As for Ron. Ron was still a pigheaded, stubborn ass, but hey, its Ronald Weasley were talking about. Him and Hermione tried dating after the war, but that was a total disaster, and the romance fizzled after only three months. It seems both persons decided it was better to remain friends, then to be a couple.

But now Ron had Luna, who he had proposed to no more than two months ago, and Harry had his wife of three years, Ginny, to love, leaving Hermione alone, over stressed form work, and loveless.

So as Hermione hailed a cab to go back to her ever day schedule of a full day of work, she sighed knowing that today was just another day in the life of the boring and predictable Hermione Jane Granger.

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AN: Ok, that was the first chapter! I know its INCREDIBLY short, but just bare with me! I promise more intrigue and definitely longer chapters! Anyways, hope you enjoyed, do come back, and as always thanks for reading!

With Love,

DeterminedGryfindor