Right, my first time writing and posting a fic here, so...don't be so harsh on me alright? =) And yes, I'm gay thus the gay fic but that doesn't mean I don't write straight stories as well. *EPIC SMILE* I hope readers enjoy it.

Disclaimer: The only character or characters I own are those I create, anything else belongs to J.K Rowling. I'll be listing the characters that I've created so that no one gets confused.

Creations: Main - Chance Skyler (Female)
D.O.B 6th December (well she's supposed to be 18 years old going on to 19 in my fic just like Harry, Ron and Hermione)

A little introduction before you begin:
Chance Skyler is a half-blood witch from England (like most of the Harry Potter characters are). She's half chinese and half english. Meaning, Asian Muggle mother and English Wizard father. Best duelist in her year and best friends with Ron, Harry and Hermione. So I do ask of you readers to imagine her as part of the gang whenever there are references back to the years they were at Hogwarts. i.e Book 1-6. Chance is an orphan since the first Wizarding war when her muggle mother was killed by death eaters for being...mudblood and her father dies when he wanted to avenge Chance's mother. Also, Chance now lives with Hermione after the second Wizarding war. She used to have permission from Dumbledore to stay with either Ron or Hermione during the holidays or breaks but now that she's of age she chooses to stay with Hermione.


A Harry Potter Fanfiction

-Life After Voldemort's Death-

WARNING: Contains Lesbian Themes and May Contain Crude Language

Love with an L.

Chapter 1 – Hermione's feelings

"Mione?" Chance called out. Hermione was sitting with her back against her in the dark and Chance couldn't make out what Hermione was thinking about or how she felt. Closing in, she heard sobbing and paused briefly before stretching out to put her hand on Hermione's shoulder."Hermione, what's wrong?" this time, Hermione turned around, hugged Chance and sobbed even harder. "Shh, it's okay, I'm here." Hermione continued to sob and cry for the next forty minutes, stopping only when air was needed.

When things calmed down, Chance asked again, "Hermione, what's wrong?" wiping the tear marks off the brunette's face with care and concern. Looking as though she might start crying again, Hermione answered softly, "It – It's Ron, he said he does – doesn't love me anymore." Chance's blood was boiling on the inside but she knew she couldn't show her anger for the sake of Hermione, the woman whom she had loved since the fourth year in Hogwarts.

"It's alright Mione, you've still got me and Harry, it's his loss, not yours so don't cry anymore." Chance said while still in embrace with Hermione. "I – I know, it's just, I'm not sure I care so much about him loving me anymore..." Chance broke away from the hug and looked Hermione with the utmost confusion on her mind.

"Hermione? What, What are you talking about?" Hermione looked away from Chance's curious eyes, "I don't know, C, I think, I've been in love with somebody else for years, I was just afraid of what it meant and what it would bring.." "Hermione, I – I thought you were in love with Ron for the past four years and now that the war is over, the both of you could be together."

Chance was even more afraid, she didn't know who Hermione was talking about but she knew, that she would rather Hermione be with Ron – her best friend, than with somebody else. "I thought so too but ever since we were together after the war, things hasn't been working out well between us. We fought more, and worst of all, I didn't seem to have anything real for him." "Mione, if it's not Ron, then who is it?" Chance enquired, this time a little more forcefully because of the fear that was building inside of her.

Hermione opened her mouth, wanting to answer Chance's question but seemed to decide against it. "Mione?" "I can't say it right now Chance." "But Mione! I'm your best friend! You know you can tell me anything." "I know, but I'm not ready to say it yet alright?" Chance's heart sank like the titanic, the fear she had inside of her, right now, was ready to manifest itself in the form of tears. "Alright..." Chance tucks herself in bed and falls asleep not long after.


Really short chapter, I know, I promise the others won't be as short as this one. =) Still tweaking things here and there to make sure it all fits perfectly. And readers, reviews are truly welcomed.