A/N : Hey everyone just letting you know this is my first ever fanfiction. My amazing twin sister has been helping me out when writers block hits and even helps with editing and writing. I hope you all enjoy XD
Chapter One
(1999 may)
It was a breathtakingly beautiful autumn day down under; Australia was absolutely perfect just as I imagined it to be. Finally after two lonely months of searching had found me in Sydney stumbling across my parents; after undoing my memory modification charm I had placed on them before my two best friends and I ran off in search of Horcrux's. The past 6months were grueling consisting of being constantly on the run, searching and destroying the Horcrux's we stumbled upon. Finally ending up at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the final battle between my best friend of seven years; Harry Potter the boy-who-lived and the most feared dark wizard of all time he-who-must-not-be-named, Lord Voldermort. Harry's triumph over Voldermort was the most awaited event of all time. In his defeat my boys and I, 'The Golden Trio' were awarded as War Heroes at the Ministry of Magic in a big ceremony. Our beloved school and home of the past six years; Hogwarts was under reconstruction; nearly all my friends were staying to help in the rebuilding. Leaving me to my own mission.
So two months has passed since I have left my friends in search of my parents, here I am, in beautiful Bondi, Sydney. After backpacking throughout Australia, I finally located them and was amazed at where they were living. It's a breathtakingly amazing three storey beachfront mansion. It has a big massive wrap around veranda; the east side fully glassed facing the beach with amazing views. A floor just for studio work on ground level, the middle level was a massive well stocked library. Leaving the top floor for the bedrooms, and living spaces. The land my parents owned was on twenty acres consisting of a mysterious almost fairytale forest, their own private beach and a massive oak tree with a beautiful wooden swing. With my parents new identities they had decided an occupation change should happen with their dream move, so instead of being well know dentist that had disappeared from my hometown in London. Rachel and Graham once Granger was now going by the name of Hawkins. They are now the most sought after as the hottest modeling agency, not only in Australia but the whole of the muggle world. Yes I miss my friends but I'm glad to finally have my parents back in my life. Since being in Australia contact with my best friends has been limited,
Harry and Ginny, I had just found out, finally picked up where they left off and were planning on marry after we all graduate. Ron's and my relationship lasted only a month after the war before we decided to end it on mutual terms agreeing that it was better off being friends only. He was now dating Lavender Brown again and Neville and Luna eloped just last month. Our letters from Hogwarts arrived and nearly all the students who would of finished the year of the war where coming back as year eight's to complete their schooling. Much to my parents delight I got awarded with Head girl and would be staying in Australia and staying till a month before school was to resume.
(1999 20th July)
Heading down to their private beach my parents were doing a photo shoot for their Magazine 'Yolanda Blancc', which just happened to be the best and most desired fashion magazine, anyone who was anyone was featured in this amazing magazine. Only the most sought after models from around the world represented their countries and the most renowned designers amongst the glossy pages. You could say I was intrigued. Today was to be the photo shoot of a new designer named David Mitchell the brand was Daffodil Dragon.
Reaching the beautiful secluded piece of paradise that was the private beach,
Graham was just finishing off setting up, Adriana Lima was booked to do the shoot but due to an electrical storm she couldn't make it. Rachel was on the phone to David as soon as the news arrived about the delay.
"Is there any girls available to be able to attend today?" David asked
Rachel was just checking the books when Hermione arrived on the set
"Unfortunately all of our girls are booked. But if you would like I have an absolutely gorgeous daughter who I can ask if she can stand in today?"
"I trust your opinion if she is even an ounce of how gorgeous you say she is, that's fine by me," he simple stated
"Ok, I will run the idea by her then let you know how we go" Rachel said before saying goodbye and hanging up
Rachel walked upto her daughter and decided a guilt trip was in order
"Hermione lovely, could you do your dear dad and I the pleasure of photographing you for our new designer? Our model has unfortunately been delayed for this shoot and unfortunately we can't reschedule. This shoot was riding on her" Rachel's plan worked as Hermione gave in wanting to please her parents and knowing how important this shoot was.
Indy who was the IT girl for hair and make-up, called Hermione over to start getting to work. A half hour later, her once bushy hair from 3 years ago was now in luscious silky waves down her back. Her eyes had been done in a smoky effect making them almost pop; a light pink blushed her cheeks and her lips looked irresistible with a slight hint of gloss. She looked breath taking.
Hermione dutifully changes into the skimpiest bikini that she has ever worn. Before exiting her room to go down to meet the designer's assistant and do the shoot for her parents, she takes one last look in the mirror. Her once bushy hair is extremely de-frizzed and is hanging down her back, her brown eyes wide in both fear and excitement, her body is one of curves and tone, the very little red and black lace bikini is the perfect contrast to her fair skin and her brown hair. Although there is very little left to the imagination, she admits she looks rather good.
Shyly she wraps a towel around her before heading down to the beach. Looking down upon the sand is her parents and a very handsome though very familiar man standing deep in conversation. Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, she reassures herself that things are different now and he wouldn't dare cause trouble in front of her parents. As she is slowly walking forwards she catches her mothers' eye, beckoning her forward to them. When she arrives it is none other than the Italian stallion Blaise Zabini, the look of recognition goes unrecognized by both her parents
"I'd like to introduce our daughter, Hermione" Graham said proudly.
"It's wonderful to see you again Hermione" replied Blaise
"You too Blaise, it's been a while" Hermione said. OMG I can't believe that he is being nice, not to mention actually using my first name.
Snapping out of it she is just in time to hear her mothers' question "so how do you both know each other?"
"From school mum"
"Oh how lovely, now if you don't mind seeing as the pleasantries are done do you mind if we get down to business" said Graham.
"Okay no problem. Now Hermione I'm going to have to get you to remove the towel just so we can make sure it fits right" leaning over to her "It's okay I won't bite" Blaise whispered in her ear jokingly.
She couldn't help but slightly shiver from the unexpected action. Shyly she removed the towel and felt a blush from the awestruck man in front of her, his mouth slightly opened from the sight of her body, her curves and the little amount of flesh the bikini was covering.
Wow Draco is going to be kicking himself for missing this; I'm going to have to owl him when we finish just too slightly rub it in. Blaise thoughts covered with the smugness of getting one over on his friend. Damn when did she get so attractive, killer curves, though why her why now?
Throughout the rest of the photo shoot Blaise kept looking over at Hermione wondering how he hadn't noticed her in that way before. Deciding it doesn't really matter, as he knew his girlfriend would freak at the way he was thinking about this beautiful and utterly desirable woman; besides he had to focus on his job or he'd lose it. At the end he thanked both Rachel and Graham for their hospitality and the stoke of brilliance of using Hermione for the shoot. Hermione came back down from getting changed and handed back the swimwear, which Blaise declined saying that it was a gift for her stepping in today and saving the shoot. After saying thank you Hermione went back inside to divulge herself in her new private library all the while thinking of how Harry and Ron where doing at the school and how Ginny was. She missed the boys but it was Ginny that she missed the most.
Later that day, Blaise sat down at his desk and wrote a letter to his boss and longtime friend Draco Malfoy. Calling his owl Metis he ties the finished letter to his leg and asks him to deliver it to Draco for him, as he watches Metis fly away he lays on his bed to continue pondering the great Granger mystery.
Draco was walking around the grounds of the manor when Metis interrupted him, untying the letter he gave Metis a treat, before taking off he offered Draco an affectionate hoot. Sitting under the old oak tree he read the words that sat before him.
~D~
You won't believe who is the Hawkins' daughter is it's little Miss Granger herself. I know shocking right; I don't know what happened after the war but boy oh boy she is FINE. You'll have to check out the spread it is getting printed as I am writing to you. It'll be in circulation tomorrow morning, so if you want to know what I'm talking about I suggest getting hold of a copy. You will be utterly surprised by her trust me I know I was. Your friend
~Z~
Draco couldn't grasp that Granger was the Hawkins' daughter, Oh Merlin that would make her muggle royalty. This could be bad. Oh fuck. The next morning Draco awoke way before his father and mother, which is not normal at all; looking over at his clock he notices that it is before five am. Laying back he tries to remember why he awoke but he couldn't remember, though all he could recall it had to do with a dark haired girl. Closing his eyes he tried to shut off his mind and will for sleep to overcome him again. Sleep eluding him he finally decided to get dress and go see what all the fuss was about. A slight excitement arose within his core; trying to ignore it he goes downstairs to the kitchen to grab something to eat. Walking outside the wards that covered the manor he apparates to the leaky caldron and slips outside into muggle London. Rooming around the streets until he found a newsagent, he only had to wait twenty minutes until it opened. Time seemed to take so long and he was trying to squish the excitement he feels, knowing that soon he'll be able to understand what has his friend in awe.
Come on Draco, there isn't anything to be excited about is there its not like you haven't seen anyone in your creations is it? Granger isn't so special you'll see soon. Now stop this excitement at once, you're a Malfoy not someone who would be interested in a muggle-born. Get a grip.
When the store opened he asked the clerk behind the counter if the Yolanda Blancc magazine had arrived yet; to his luck it had buying two he leaves and returns home. When he returns his mother is up; he hands one to her and leaves her and goes to his room. Opening it up to the spread he sees a beautiful woman in the smallest amount of fabric. Seeing it really is her, he thinks of how is this possible. How can she be that desirable, that beautiful; feeling as if he just wants to undo the ties on the bottoms and the top, he catches himself longing to touch her. This can't be happening.