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Chapter 1

Hermione walked up the grassy hills. The weather was so warm. She loved being up here. She did alot of thinking here. She could be here for hours. Her curly chestnut hair blew in the calm wind. Her brown eyes shone in the sun.

Time went by and she didn't realize how long she had been sitting there. She heard the large church clock chime.

"Oh no, I'm late, again."

She ran off into the distance toward the church, her home for the past year.

She had moved away from England after the final battle. Her parents and her friends were killed. All of the Weasleys were killed when Death Eaters attacked their home Christmas Eve. Harry, realizing he was the final Horcrux, sacrificed himself for the wizarding world, killing Voldemort along with him.

It had been 12 years since the battle. Hermione was now 29 years old and she decided to dedicate her life to the nunnery in Scotland.

She was hit with a nasty spell during the war that made it impossible for her to carry a child in her womb. Her dream before the war was to get married and have a big family. That dream was taken away from her.

When Hermione arrived at the convent, she was told to go staright to the Reverand Mother.

So there she sat in her black robes, and training habit.

"Hermione, my dear, are you sure this is the path you wish to take in life?"

"Yes, Reverand Mother" she replied.

"I don't think it suites you, therefore, I am setting you free into the world."

"But Reverand Mother..."

"For one year my child. And if after that you still feel this is your path in life, then you are free to return and pledge your vows."

Hermione was scared. She didn't know what to do.

"How will I survive? Where will I go?" she asked quietly.

" Have set up a Goveness postion. You start tommorow. You will be living with the father and his seven children, which you will be taken care of"

"Seven children?! Thats a bit many don't you think"

"I'm sure you will be fine."

"What about their mother?" she asked.

"Unfortunatly she died a few years ago due to illness. The lord runs his house like a militay. He took it very hard"

Hermione nodded.

"I better get rested and packed. Good Evening Reverand Mother."

Hermione left the office, taking the address in her hand, preparing to set foot into the world once again.

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