(A/N- I know this chapter is short- but I wrote this quickly- and it is just the prolouge. Anyways- this is a HP Fanfic about Hermione looking through letters, pictures, etc. from her years at Hogwarts. I hope you enjoy!)
PROLOUGE:
I had the house to myself. Ronald took the kids out to play quidditch, and I had the house all to myself. As I sat on the big dragon leather couch in the living room of my small, cozy house, I wondered how to spend my day off. I pondered the possibilities. I could maybe meet some old friends at the Three Broomsticks for a butterbeer? Maybe read some more textbooks? Besides, one could never have too much knowledge! But then, a brilliant idea struck my mind- and I completely forgot any other possible ideas on what to do today.
I ran up the spiraling staircase to the door of the attic of my house. When I opened the door- I was greeted by a strong wave of dust. I wiped the dust off my face with the sleeve of my shirt- and proceeded to go into the attic, knocking various spider webs out of the way. After searching for 30 minutes- I finally found what I was looking for: a small chest. I couldn't believe I still had it, to be quite honest. The last time I looked at this- I just got married to Ron! It has been years...
I took the box back downstairs, to my bedroom. I took the key to the chest from a drawer of the nightstand, which sat next to my kingsize bed, and I slowly opened the box. Inside, there was various objects- mainly scrolls, pictures, and letters. As I took a deep breath, I began looking through my dearest memories.