Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter. If I did would Ron and Hermione really be together?
Hello Harry Potter people. I have been reading a lot of Dramione so I though that I would write a one-shot that popped into my head. Then I got to realizing that it would be REALLY long. So it is going to have only a few chapters.
This is after they graduate. Hermione lives in the muggle world for reasons in the story. So yeah. Oh and the characters are OCC because the war has changed them all not necessarily for the better. Let's pretend the epilogue never happened. Also I can't remember if the mudblood thing on Hermione's arm would ever go away or not so in this one it doesn't.
5 years after the war
"Get out of the way you dirty slut." A business man said pushing the brunette out of the way as she searched the ground for change. She found a pound coin and shoved it in her pocket. She went back into the alley where she and about 4 men had taken up residence.
As she put her hands over the garbage can fire, Hermione wondered how she had gotten here. 4 years earlier she had been the female of the golden trio. She scowled and spit at that. 'Golden trio my ass.' She thought.
After warming up her hands and took all the random change from here pocket. She had managed to find 3 pounds. Plus some other random change that she would save. She went to the closest store as it started to rain. It soaked through the old rob she had found before leaving the wizarding world. Her real ones were at her ex's, family's house. The ex in question was probably sucking up Lavander's spit right now as she gave birth to their 2nd child.
She got to the store and after avoiding some evil glares she bought the large bottle of beer she had found, left the store and started walking. She popped the bottle open and started to drink it as she walked down a familiar yet unfamiliar street. She sat on the soaked curb as cars drove by, splashing her more.
She took a glug and memories floated back from what had happened 4 years ago to bring her where she was today
Hermione was sitting on the Weasley's couch. Harry was reading a book about the in's and out's of the ministry. He had gotten a job their and was starting a few days later. Ron and Ginny came in arguing but when they saw their respective partners they settled. Ron sat next to Hermione and pecked her head. They sat there quietly talking when a crash came from the next room.
"What was that?" Harry asked marking his page.
"Somebody got here via the floo." Ron said as if it was common. "People came by all the time before the war. But they only really crash like that if they're stressed, angry, or that type of emotion." He helped up Hermione and they walked into the other room with Harry and Ginny close behind.
Lavender was standing their crying. Hermione felt Ron tense up as he asked, with hints of nervousness,
"What's up lav la-I mean Lavender?" He stuttered.
"It's horrible Ron. I'm pregnant." She cried. Ron was by her side in a second as Hermione stood dumbfounded.
"I'm so sorry Lavender." Ron said holding her. "I promise I will do this right. We'll get married soon and tell your parents together and-"
"Uhm Ron?" Hermione said obviously ticked off. "Weren't we suppose to get married next month?"
"Oh Ron, you haven't dumped her yet. Awkward." Lavander said backing away. Hermione heard Harry and Ginny try to leave the room.
"Harry, Ginny, did you know he was going to break-up with me?" Hermione said shocked. They started and mumbling something and she just started crying.
Hermione took off her ring and threw it at Ron's head. She ran out of the house crying. There was yelling behind her but she didn't care. She just wanted to get away from this awful place. After she had ran a few miles she stopped and started panting. Once she had caught her breath she started sobbing again. Where was she going to go now? She couldn't face the Weasleys any time soon. She decided to go to her old neighborhood. Then the shock hit her again as she remembered a letter from earlier.
The spell she had used on her parents was reversible. But the ministry wouldn't allow it because they had a whole new family in Australia. Hermione screamed. What was she suppose to do? She decided to go to Diagon alley, and try to fix things there.
She apparated there quickly and looked around. After everything the people had managed to rebuild. But her tongue got caught in her throat when she saw Olivander's. It was still in ruins as a memorial of what once was. She went into the leaky cauldron. It was dark and musky as always in there. She sat down and refused the offer of free food.
She didn't want free food just because she was a 'war hero'. Because there could be none. Nobody wins in a war. People on both sides die. People who were dads, brothers, moms, sisters, daughters and sons. You couldn't win a war if both sides had lost so many.
Hermione saw a ratty rob on the floor. She picked it up and wrapped it around her self as she left into the muggle world.
Hermione sighed as she finished up her beer. It wasn't fair, none of this was. She was once the smartest witch in her class. Beautiful. Kind. Why did she have to end up on the street?
As she sat alone in self pity, she heard a rushed person. He must have not seen her for he ran into her side and tripped over her. Knocking the empty bottle out of her hands and smashing it. But as his weight was quickly on her's the glass shards dug themselves into her skin. As she cursed under her breath the person got off of her and scowled.
"You should always get out of my way you-Hermione?" The man said shock in his face. The guy looked familiar but after many nights of drinking herself to sleep Hermione had forgotten a ton of stuff.
"Hermione Granger? What are you doing here? Everyone thinks you're dead!" The man said. She scoffed as she picked the glass out of her now bleeding hand.
"What's it to you who I am?" She snapped.
"Will you come with me? Please?" The man said holding his hand out. She sighed and took it. "Do you even know who I am, Hermione?"
"If it means I don't have to go back to those perverts then all fine with me." Hermione whispered shaking her head. When she had stood at her full height she came to the man's chin. He shook his head.
"Even in rags you manage to be pretty." He put his arm around her to keep her warm and started walking. He smelled like fancy cologne. Hermione liked it, mainly because of the familiarity.
They walked into a close by building. It was loud as expected on a Friday night. But as the man started walking the people got quiet. Mumbling was heard.
"Who is that with him?" "Some muggle maybe." "No he would never do that. She looks familiar." "Wait a minute. It's Hermione Granger!" Everyone got silent again as Hermione and the man walked. Then the place exploded.
"What is she doing here?" "You died!" "I knew Draco would never pick up a random hobo." "What happened to her? She's no more than garbage." And pictures started being taken. As they got out to Diagon alley the noise quieted. But Hermione was still stuck in her head. This was Draco? The man with her right now, was the man who made her life a living hell. What?
When out in the open Draco apparated (Taking Hermione with him) to his manor.
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They headed inside and Draco brought her into a living room. An excited house elf appeared.
"Welcome home sir. Would Master Malfoy like anything? Or Master Malfoy's friend?" It asked.
"Yes. Bring one of the extra robes I keep around. Also a towel. And this is Hermione Granger." Draco said taking off his jacket and putting it away.
"Yes yes sir. And let me say it is an honor to meet you miss. Dobby told me much about you before..." The little elf got sad and left.
Hermione looked around. The room they were in was familiar. Then it hit her. This was where she had been tortured. It had been changed a lot with paint, furniture, and curtains, but you don't have nightmares about a room every other night and not recognize it. Draco quickly realized this.
"Let's go to a different room this one is drafty anyways." He said trying to take her with him as he left. She shook her head.
"No. I have to change my memories of this place. So we stay." She said with a crackly voice. The little elf came back and handed Hermione the house robe and towel. Draco left the room momentarily so she could change. She peeled the robe off that she had worn every day for the past 4 years. Along with the other, now raggedy, clothes.
When she had changed Draco came back and sat in front of her. She was drying her hair off with the towel. Hermione didn't recognize what it was like to have really clean clothes after having to wash hers in a park bathroom for years.
"Thank you, Dr-Dr-Dra-Draco." She managed to stutter out.
"No problem." He whispered. "What happened? You just disappeared."
"What happened?" Hermione laughed dryly. "What happened? I'll tell you what happened. My world came crashing down in one day that's what happened." She started cackling like an evil maniac.
"Ron cheated on me, my so called friends knew he had cheated on me and didn't say anything, my parents don't remember me at all and the ministry won't let me reverse it, I have no money, no home, no friends, only half my memories, oh and every day for 4 years I got called a dirty slut, homeless wench, and or worse. Then every night I would eat leftovers thrown away from a fast food place, get hit on by drunk men, then have nightmares about what happened in this room! Oh and let's no forget my wonderful memory permanently marked on my arm!" She screamed. She sat back on the couch and broke into tears.
"I didn't deserve this. I tried so hard growing up. Now look at me. I pray to get enough money so I can drink myself to sleep and avoid the memories." She felt two arms around her, pulling her into his chest. She cried into it as Draco rubbed her back with one arm and just held her with the other.
After she had calmed down a lot she sat up and wiped her face. The dirt was smeared because of the tears.
"How about we talk more tomorrow morning?" Draco asked standing. "You're staying the night and possibly for a while. Now come with me and I'll show you the guest room. There is a bathroom you can feel free to use and some old clothes. They're baggy but they're better than nothing." By the time he was done talking they were in front of a door. Draco opened it and stood by the door.
"Draco this is really to much. I was never nice to you before and-"
"Quiet. I'm trying to make it up for you. My room is right across the hall. I have to go get something quickly but after that I will be back if you need anything." Draco said. He gave her a quick hug then left down stairs.
Hermione headed into the large room. She went straight to the shower and stripped once again. She started it and got in. The water was so warm. It rinsed off the dirt that had collected on her. She did bathe, but it was in a river, once a month.
After she had scrubbed her body until it was raw she started using shampoo. After rinsing and repeating about five times she went to the conditioner. Surprisingly it didn't take much for her formerly bushy hair to get untangled.
A few minutes later, or more like a half hour later, she got out of the shower. She dried her self off and went into the room where a fuzzy set of pajamas, and undergarments, were laid out. After tying her hair up she changed and sat on the chair by the window. After a couple hours she blew out all candles and laid down in her bed. She fell instantly asleep.
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