It all started ten years ago. I remember it like it was yesterday and still it seems like a lifetime ago. It is funny that when time passes people change. You change. Well let me tell you my story:
When I turned 11, I got the pleasure of attending the finest school in England, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The first couple months were torture in the social department because I really did not have any friends but soon I became one of the most famous group of students in the wizarding community. Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and I were the dream team. We fought in the war against the worst wizard, Lord Voldemort, and believe it or not we won. After the war is when everything changed though. Harry went on to school to become an Auror. Ron of course followed. But what did the great Hermione Granger do? Well quite simple, I ran. Everyone was different after the war. Harry, who spent seven years fighting Voldemort was now free and he relaxed. Ron changed the most though, he started to care. He took his work seriously and lived life to the fullest, but at the same time he kept to himself and pushed everyone away. Ron and I always had a weird relationship. I guess the truth is I have always loved him and when he pushed me away I could not cope with it.
It has been three years since I left the wizarding world. I moved to the south of France, and live in the town of Nice. I love it here but it is not my home and has never felt like it. I still keep in touch with Harry and everyone else from Hogwarts. I have even heard that Ron is coming back to his old self at least that is what Ginny is saying.
The reason I am writing all this down is because a big event is coming up. The boy who lived is getting married. Ginny is so nervous but I would be to if I was marrying the love of my life. So I have decided to go home for the wedding, it will be good to see everyone, including Ron. Leaving my job will be hard….I didn't tell you what I do did I? I am a healer at a hospital here, and I mostly work with children. They are so innocent and I love working with them. Oh well, C'est la vie! I know that it is time to go home.
"HERMIONE! OY, HERMIONE" I look up and see a mass of red running toward me.
"GINNY, oh how I have missed you" I hug my best friend tight, wanting to remember this moment forever. We pull apart and I can finally see her for the first time in three years. She is the same to be maybe a little older and always stunning with her red signature hair and her stylish teal robes.
"Wow, you have changed bookworm. If I did not know better I would not have recognized you."
"Gin not that much has changed." I knew that was I lie, my hair calmed down and was now perfect curls down my back. I have more curves thanks to all that free time for exercise, and of course I had friends in the fashion world that would only let me out of the house if they accepted the outfit. So I guess my appearance has changed.
"You look wonderful but let us talk at my flat instead of the middle of the train station. How was your trip?"
"Wonderful actually, I managed to finish two books. I can not wait to see your flat. God it feels funny to think that we all live by ourselves."
"I know. I still sometimes want to go to The Burrow instead of my flat. Harry is dying to see you Hermione. He will no doubt be there when we get in."
"How many people know that I am coming in for the wedding?"
"Just the two of us, Harry said you were not ready to see everyone yet. My question is: are you hiding from Ron?"
"I honestly don't know. I mean I know I will have to see Ron, but for the moment I want to absorb all England has to offer me before returning to the past."
"That makes sense I guess. You know he has missed you though. I think you should tell him you are here sooner than later."
"Misses me. Well he should have thought about that before he did what he did."
"Well you must be exhausted. Let's just go home and we can talk in the morning."
We arrived at her flat and Harry was there to greet us. We hugged and I got a good look at him. If I didn't think of him as a brother I would be envious of Ginny. He still has that untamed black hair but he is tall and more muscular than he was in school.
"Hermione you look wonderful. I have missed you!"
"Harry it is wonderful to see you and I want to spend ages chatting but could we do it in the morning?" I said to my best friend, ending the sentence with a yawn.
"Of course. Your room is down the hall first door on your right." I walked down to me room and put my stuff on the floor. I was so tired I fell on the bed and drifted off to sleep.
I jumped out of bed. I felt someone staring at me but when I opened my eyes I didn't see anyone. I looked at the clock and it was 3:27 in the morning. Maybe it was just a bad dream, I thought. I went to back to sleep when I heard the voice:
"Well, well, well, look who decided to come home at last"