Disclaimer: I don't own this character's nor this literally world. All credits go to J.K Rowling.
On the first anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts we celebrated the victory of The Chosen One, Hary Potter who boldly won the Dark Lord Voldmort and reassured the wizard community, ending the seven years of fighting and dark times of persecution and death by the well-known Death Eaters. A year later, the magic community remains attentive to the exploits of war heroes, including the acclaimed Golden Trio featuring Harry, Ron and the brilliant Hermione Granger, who provided key services during this adversarial war period. As such, we remain attentive to what the future holds for the famous magicians, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley followed a brilliant career as Aurors, fighting other crimes in the world. Unfortunately, Hermione Granger did not know the same future, nor the same success. During the war, the young wizard was the victim of a powerful and unaware black curse that took away all the magic. In the months following the war, the medical community at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries has tried everything to reverse this unfortunate condition, after several months of experiments and trials, doctors give up hope of reversing Miss Granger's diagnosis.
The whereabouts of the young sorceress is unknown, and so she is believed to have returned to her Muggle residence where her family lives. It's a pity the fate that followed this young hero, who expected a bright academic future, since Hermione Granger was known at Howgarts School for her insight and for being the best of her class, and perhaps one of the best that this world has known.
By: Rita Skeeter
Hermione Granger wanted to rip the newspaper. Of course it would only be a matter of time before they discovered their condition, and by irony of fate it had to be written by the leech that was Rita Skeeter. One positive aspect was that they did not know where Hermione was, which meant she still had some dignity. Hermione re-read the news one more time and another, perhaps by a masochistic tendency or as a sadistic exercise of acceptance of her reality. Since joining Hogwarts for the first time, Hermione had fought for her magic, fought for a place within the community, struggled so that her muggle background did not imply turning into a failure of a wizard. Hermione Granger struggled for seven years of her life to gain a place in a world where she was not very well received. And now, she spent the last year struggling to regain her magic.
After all, the circumstances of her awful condition were well hidden, bullet-proof from the infallible and cruel Rita Skeeter, and that gave some comfort and even a sense of power to Hermione. Hermione was currently in London in a small apartment she rented for an indefinite time. His parents were still in Australia and safe. Although all her friends advised her to find a way to reverse the obliviate spell, Hermione did not want to face her parents no matter how much she missed them. She did not want to be seen like that. No magic. Impulsive. Angry. Like Ginny said, she was deep-shit crazy. Hermione had promised to return to them when she returned to herself.
But it's been a year and she's no closer to finding the cure than she was a year ago. After exhaustive readings in various libraries, after talking to her teachers and other magical acquaintances, Hermione faced a dead end. Maybe it was time for her to go beyond her limits, maybe the solutions were not in the usual books but in dark magic books and circles. She did not like the hypothesis of approaching black magic, but if it was something the war taught her, it is that she did not win with common spells, and when life is at risk, there are certain limits that must be overcome, however much your consciousness weighs and awakens you in a frenetic state of nightmares. There are some things that are worth it, no matter the costs. In truth, it was because of this that she was here: paralyzed and without magic.
And she knew where to start.
The doorbell interrupted her thoughts and Hermione opened the door to find Ginny watching her, ready to receive her in a tight hug. Since the end of the war, Ginny and Hermione got close and Hermione was happy to have Ginny as her friend. In spite of loving the boys, Hermione realized that there are certain things that unite and make friendships between women and that make it a necessary good for their sanity. Ginny had been with Harry since the end of the war, although they had faced some obstacles in the months that followed, eventually they got through them. Ginny had helped Hermione in recent times, especially by giving her books from Howgarts's library, since the young wizard had to finish her last year. And besides, on the nights when Hermione slept on her own, Ginny kept her company, and they ended up falling asleep to see the muggle programs that enchanted Ginny.
"Well, you look better. Loved the hair" Ginny said taking a look at her. "Love the wicked and sensual vibe there."
Call it her need to control her reality or a mechanism to handle everything Hermione decided to paint her hair dark brown. Maybe it was not the best idea, but it served the purpose.
"Thanks Ginny." Hermione smiled leading them to the couch "So, news?"
"Neville is having girl problems with Luna. He's unbearable really."
"Poor guy, he cut that awful snake's head off. He deserves acting like a teenager boy."
"Yea, I guess so." Ginny said in a low tone.
"How's Harry? And Ron? I never heard from him anymore." Hermione asked genuinely. She missed the boys and their friendship. She missed when things were easier.
"Ron's trying to adapt to this Auror life, it's not as easy for him as it is for Harry. Even Harry has his doubts about his career and, well, he's Harry."
"I was thought that Harry would be a good teacher."
"I don't think we thought that much about your future because we were in war, but everyone had to choose to do something with their time, I guess. For the sake of our sanity." Ginny confessed in a sober tone. "Anyways, how are you? Truly. No bullshit."
"I'm fine." Hermione said looking at everyone but Ginny. "I think I found a new way."
"What?" Ginny asked enthusiastic
Hermione looked at Ginny like a scared child that ruined momm's dress "You are not going to like this but… This is a black curse, so the only way to revert this thing is by dark magic."
"What the fuck, no way." Ginny got up immediately "Are you out of your mind?"
"There is the only way, it's been a year Ginny." Hermione tried to control the tone of her voice, not to express what she was really feeling. Her fists were closed to prevent her old friend from seeing that she was shaking. "Honestly, I don't care. I want one way out."
"What about Malfoy?" Ginny asked, almost proudly, as if she had a secret cart in her sleeve that would get this idea out of Hermione's head.
"What about him?" Hermione asked, knowing full well what the problem was and what her friend was trying to say.
"He knows?"
"No. Not yet."
"Do you really think he would let you do this? Of all the people in the world, he is the last person who wants to see you using black magic."
"I'm not going to use black magic like I'm crazy. I'm not Voldemort." Hermione said and noticed that her friend still shuddered when mention his name. Hermione could not care less about that maniac. "I'm going to figure out a safe way to do this, Ginny. You have to trust me."
"Hermione, I know the last year has not been easy but did you think that maybe ... should you accept this?"
Hermione laughed roughly. "You've always had magic, you've always lived surrounded by magic, you do not know what it is to lose something that you loved deeply. It's who I am, Ginny, who's Hermione Granger without magic? "
"Hermione, I know the last year has not been easy for you but you already think that maybe ... should you accept this?"
Hermione laughed roughly. "You've always had magic, you've always lived surrounded by magic, you do not know what it is to lose something that you loved deeply. It's who I am, Ginny, who's Hermione Granger without magic? "
"I do not want to lose you to some black spell that can go wrong, really bad, Hermione, you know it's a dangerous terrain." Ginny almost begged. "Let me talk to Harry."
"I think Harry will not be able to save the day this time." Hermione said. "And he would do the same as me, if he was me. He understands."
"Maybe, but Draco will not let you continue with this and you know it."
"He kind of owes me." said Hermione, laughing. Ginny gave him an uncomfortable look. "I'm kidding. I know why I'm here and why it happened to me."
"You never really talked about it." Ginny said carefully, as if she were talking to someone who was too fragile.
"You know what happened, Ginny." Hermione said wearily. She did not have time to relive what happened, she needed to recover her magic.
"Not totally, I just know it involves Draco and yours relationship."
"It was Lucius who did this to me."
"Care to elaborate on an old friend?" Ginny smiled. "I want to help you Hermione."
"Good, so help me convince Draco that this is the right choice." Hermione said a little desperately. "He'll be back shortly from work."
"Okay, I'll help you." Hermione jumped a little. A part of Ginny felt happy that her friend did not lose her joyfull essence. "But how about we get back to the past? A little memory lane trip?"
"Ginny, why?" Hermione sat in the couch again, dramatically.
"Because you never told me and you always avoided my questions, or Harry's or Ron's. It'll make you feel better, I promise."
"I doubt it." Hermione said bitterly. "Do you want the short version?"
"Hell, no." Ginny sat down comfortably on her friend's couch. "Details. Honestly, I'm curious about you and Draco."
"It's been one years and you're still curious?" Hermione asked amused.
"You never told me the details. Don't spare me anything, not the juicy ones "Ginny said smiling. "Besides, you know everything about me and Harry."
"Jesus Christ. I do not think I should ever have shown you the Kardashian shows."
"Draco is almost home, right? You're wasting your time."
"Fine." Hermione grumbled. She honestly did not see the purpose of going back to the past, but a part of her always liked to remember Draco in her memories. "It all began in the sixth year."
a/n: hey everyone. this is my first fic, so don't be too harsh on me :) i'm sorry if there is any grammar errors (english is not my first language), Also, if the characters in this chapter seem a little OOC, it is because after the battle of Howgarts and in the face of new circumstances it is natural for them to have some changes. Naturally, this story ignores epilogue. The writing takes place in the 6th year, I'll try to keep the characters loyal, especially Draco and Hermione, so it's going to be the romance between them going to be slow. Hope you liked this chapter! xx