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Author's note: This is my first real try to write romance, and I'm not to sure I can manage. I'll give it a try, and then you'll hopefully review, and if it's okay I'll continue.
Chapter 1 – Memories
Miss Granger,
It is my pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted as a Muggle Studies teacher at Hogwarts. Please appear at platform 9¾, Kings Cross September 1st at 11 o'clock.
Yours sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry
Hermione read the letter once more. She just couldn't believe that she was going to return to Hogwarts. She hadn't been there for the last five years, and life had been so different then. Her parents had been alive. Harry and Ron had still been her friends. Hermione and Ron had been engaged.
When the trio graduated from Hogwarts they had been traveling around the world, fighting against Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Then the day had arrived, when the prophecy had come true. Harry Potter, The boy who lived, defeated Lord Voldemort. But he was also defeated himself. Hermione would never forget the sight of the two flashes, appearing out of each wand at exactly the same time, unite into a huge sphere, and then letting out two new flashes, causing both Harry and the Dark Lord to drop dead.
Hermione had spoken at his funeral, since she was his closest friend attending. Ron had disappeared, brokenhearted by seeing his best friend sacrifice his life to defeat the Dark Lord. Hermione had tried to contact him several times, but Ron said he needed time. She felt insulted, since they were engaged. He'd said they were going to share everything. The ring was still lying at the bottom of her drawer, beneath some shirts which she wasn't using anymore.
Author's note: I know this chapter is really short. I'll try to write longer ones later, but this was mostly history. Please review; feel free to correct grammatical mistakes as well. Thanks!
Author's note: This is my first real try to write romance, and I'm not to sure I can manage. I'll give it a try, and then you'll hopefully review, and if it's okay I'll continue.
Chapter 1 – Memories
Miss Granger,
It is my pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted as a Muggle Studies teacher at Hogwarts. Please appear at platform 9¾, Kings Cross September 1st at 11 o'clock.
Yours sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry
Hermione read the letter once more. She just couldn't believe that she was going to return to Hogwarts. She hadn't been there for the last five years, and life had been so different then. Her parents had been alive. Harry and Ron had still been her friends. Hermione and Ron had been engaged.
When the trio graduated from Hogwarts they had been traveling around the world, fighting against Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Then the day had arrived, when the prophecy had come true. Harry Potter, The boy who lived, defeated Lord Voldemort. But he was also defeated himself. Hermione would never forget the sight of the two flashes, appearing out of each wand at exactly the same time, unite into a huge sphere, and then letting out two new flashes, causing both Harry and the Dark Lord to drop dead.
Hermione had spoken at his funeral, since she was his closest friend attending. Ron had disappeared, brokenhearted by seeing his best friend sacrifice his life to defeat the Dark Lord. Hermione had tried to contact him several times, but Ron said he needed time. She felt insulted, since they were engaged. He'd said they were going to share everything. The ring was still lying at the bottom of her drawer, beneath some shirts which she wasn't using anymore.
Author's note: I know this chapter is really short. I'll try to write longer ones later, but this was mostly history. Please review; feel free to correct grammatical mistakes as well. Thanks!