This was a challenge issued by one of my friends, Dahlia... hope you like the story!!!
Yes, I know this is in the Artemis Fowl category but the prologue, and the prologue only will focus on Hermione.
Disclaimer: I own known of the characters or anything except for the plot. And some pink socks.
Prologue:
When you wake and find me gone...
Dear Harry and Ron, she wrote before pausing and stopping. Ironic, how she was never at a loss for words, no matter how trivial the occasion but on this day, possibly one of the most important in her life, she couldn't think of anything to say.
Words seemed so clumsy at times- nowhere close to expressing what she wanted. How could she tell them everything?
When you wake, and find I am no longer here, please don't blame yourselves. The scratching of the quill on parchment was the only sound to be heard. All was quiet in the early hours on the morning. Harry and Ron were asleep- this would be the only chance she had.
It wasn't anything you did that made me leave. Actually, far from it. If I had to tell you this in person, I would probably lose all the little courage I have to go through with this decision.
Just the thought of telling her friends of her descision made her feel sick to her stomach. Why was she so afraid to face her friends? She knew… if she told them, they would hate her. Just the thought of looking into Harry's emerald green eyes made her tremble. And Ron? No… she wouldn't go there… wouldn't think about his piercing blue eyes and flaming red hair.
I am going to leave the wizarding world. I've handed in my letter of resignation to the Minister. A single tear rolled down her cheek and onto the paper. Just writing the words made them seem so… final.
Please, I ask you, as a friend asks a friend- don't look for me. Let me to get on with my life.
That would be the hardest thing of all. Knowing that if she failed, she was the one who had consciously made the decision to bar Harry and Ron from her life forever. Knowing that if things didn't work out, there would be no chance for her to return to the wizarding world. She had a furious urge to scratch out those last sentences with her quill. To cross them out until the quill made a hole through the paper.
Hermione Granger
Her whole body felt numb. She hadn't realized how much she'd come to take the blaze of power within her for granted. It had been seven years since she'd received a letter written in green ink, seven years since she'd met Harry and Ron. Seven years since she'd discovered this world, the world she was about to leave.
Hermione Granger picked up the paper and folded it neatly into thirds before placing it into the envelope. Her hands were shaking as she left the envelope on the table, along with something else. Quietly, she opened the door, dragging the suitcase behind her. The door shut and with it, she severed all ties to the magical world.
At that moment, a red haired wizard sat up in bed, sensing that something was wrong. He heard movement downstairs and in that moment, he knew.
"Hermione…" he whispered. He ran, taking the stairs two at a time. The lower floor was deserted.
His gaze fell on the envelope and more importantly, on the object beside it.
Two halves of a wand lay on the table. Hermione's wand had been snapped in half.
She was gone.
This is just the beginning. Yes some Ron/Hermione hinted but... that will change. If you didn't like it, review and let me know where I went wrong! Please?