Hey everyone!! I have an author's note down at the bottom of the page so y'all don't have to read through up here. Um, I hope you like this story, it starts off slow and sort of boring first, but it lets you see how Hermione's home life is like and how she's matured and stuff, so enjoy!!
Hermione Granger was really, really excited. She was in her 7th year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and she knew that this was going to be the greatest year ever!! It had taken her a really long time to realize that she and Ron Weasley, one of her best friends, were just not going to make it as a couple, cause she and Ron fought so much. Love was not supposed to be arguments and fights, it was supposed to be romance and moonlight and whispers in the dark, and Ron was just not her match. She had discovered this over the summer, while doing her homework at the beginning of the summer because she wanted to be good and get it all done, cause she was really smart. As she was nibbling on her quill, and trying to figure out whether the Runes were similar to those on Stonehenge or not, the thought had come onto her in a big burst of thought and it was like a lightbulb had gone off!
So she had stopped what she was doing and gone and found her owl Athena, which she had named for the goddess of wisdom when she got the pretty little white and brown owl in her fifth year when she was named a prefect which was not really a surprise but Harry had gotten her an owl as a present anyways. And then she tied a note onto Athena and it said that she didn't think that her relationship with Ron was going to work and that she loved him like her best friend and hoped that they would always be best friends, but they couldn't be boyfriend and girlfriend anymore. And then she told Athena to fly it out to Ron and she sat and waited for the answer to come, and she was really nervous because she had forgotten that Harry was staying at the Weasley's during the summer, like he did every summer, and she didn't want them both to be mad at her. She didn't even want Ron to be mad at her, she still wanted him to be her friend. Hermione was so nervous and worried that she didn't even finish the homework she was doing.
Finally, after a really long time, her little owl came flying back with a new message attached to her leg. And Hermione nervously unraveled it and gasped when she read it. But she was really happy. Ron had written that he was really glad that Hermione had had the guts to tell him that she didn't think their romantic relationship was going to work, and that he had wanted to, but he was worried about her reaction. And he said that he thought that it would be a great year next year with them just being the great friends that they had always been. Hermione was so glad that she almost laughed aloud, which would have been really bad because her mother was upstairs sleeping off her hangover from the night before.
The last time Hermione had woken her up, she had had a really bad headache and had come storming downstairs and had almost beaten Hermione up. She had gone around with a black eye the whole day! Her father didn't like that his wife drank so much and he thought that his daughter was a freak, so he avoided them as much as possible. He stayed at work as much as he could, and then when he came home he went into his study and he didn't move from there until he thought that everyone else had gone to bed, really late at night, and then he crept upstairs to the guest bedroom, since he refused to share a room with his drunkard wife. And besides, the guest bedroom was the room furthest from 'that freak's room' as he referred to his daughter's habitation. And so Hermione had no one that she could share her happiness with about the awkward romantic entanglement she had gotten herself into being solved so nicely. It was just like her happiness about being Head Girl this year; she had received an owl the very first day that she was home on summer vacation, and Harry and Ron had responded enthusiastically to her letter, with warm congratulations that she knew were sincere, but it wasn't as though any one at her house had cared. She hadn't dared share the news with her father, and even if she had, she knew she would have gotten nothing more than a snort- if she was lucky and he was in a good mood. If not, she might have received a slap or a punch. And it was the same with her mother, because even though her mother wasn't particularly hateful about her daughter being a 'freak', she didn't like the child to bother her. Hermione had been a mistake, and she had caused her parents to have to marry and settle down. Her mother had even told her once, when she was in a half drunk stupor, that it was all Hermione's fault, and she had no reason to not believe her mother. So Hermione worked really hard at school to prove that she had at least some worth, even though her parent's didn't think so.
Well, then Hermione went back to her homework and finished it all up, even though she had to work all late into the night. It didn't matter, since no one was around to hear her. No one was around to care.
Okay, so like, this is just the prologue, really of my story, I don't know why I didn't make it one!! There's going to be a lot of cool stuff going on in the school year, and there's gonna be romance and stuff. I hope y'all like it!! Please, pretty pretty please leave me a review and tell me how ya'll feel about it cause I would love to know and I promise that it will help me write more and faster and stuff. I migh be able to even get the next chapter out tomorrow, if I write more tonight, which would be really cool, huh? So, yeah, please review and I hope y'all liked it. Oh, and I promise that you'll be meeting Snape soon, and it'll be really cool.