Hello. This is a rewrite of You Came Back. Some of it will be the same and some of it will be new. I have added more chapters and the plot line will not move so fast and hopefully it will be better.

Disclaimer: Anything you recognize belongs to JK Rowling. Everything else comes from me.

Hope you enjoy the rewrite :)

You Came Back

It was almost six years after she had graduated from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was sitting on the back porch of Grimmauld Place, the home of her best friends, Harry and Ginny. They had just got engaged and the last party guest had finally left. She was watching the sun go down when Harry came out and sat by her. She laid her head on his shoulder and they just sat in silence for about five minutes before Harry finally broke the silence.

"Mione, are you okay? You seemed really out of it tonight."

She kept her head on his shoulder and replied, "Yeah. You know how I get when it's this time of year. It just brings back memories."

"I know."

She lifted her head, "I was going places, Harry. I was going to become a healer. I was going to be working at the most respectable wizard hospital."

"I know. Do you no like how your life turned out?"

"I want to hate it, but I can't. What happened ruined what I had planned for my future. But no, I don't hate any part of it." She laid her head back on Harry's shoulder. It was silent for about thirty seconds.

"Mummy." She turned her head and looked at the patio door. There standing in the doorway, was a little girl crying.

"What happened, sweetie?" Hermione asked as her daughter ran into her arms.

"Zander took my dolly and wont give back."

"Oh Alice, it's okay." She set her daughter on the ground in front of her and wiped her tears, "Why don't you go color and I will have a talk with your brother later, okay?"

"Okay. Bye, mummy. Bye, Uncle Harry." With that, she went back in the house. Her blonde curls bouncing as she ran to her room.

"So, you have no regrets?" Harry asked.

"Yes I do. I regret getting pregnant at eighteen years old, but look what I got, two wonderful kids. Sure it wasn't what I had planned for my life, but I couldn't be happier."

"If you say so."

"It's true. I love those kids more than anything in the world. I would do anything for them."

"Anything?"

"Yeah, why?"

Harry got up and knelt in front of her and took both of her hands in his. He looked her in the eyes, "Look, you're going to hate me when I say this, but I think you have to tell him."

Hermione's eyes widened, "NO! No, no, no, no!"

"Mione…"

"No, Harry, I can't do that. You know I can't do that."

"C'mon, Mione. Alice asked me the other day after I read her a story where her daddy was. You can't keep this a secret for much longer. Those two kids are getting older; they are going to start asking questions. You have to tell him. Even if it is Malfoy."

"Ahh!" he screamed as he felt a bucket of cold water get dumped on him. "What the hell was that for!?" he heard laughing and turned to his left. "Damn, Blaise. What are you doing here?"

His friend laughed. "You have been in this bed for the past three days."

"Well it was a hell of a party, and I had a hell of a hangover."

"Well the prophet just came. You might want to see it." Blaise threw the paper at Draco and sat on the window seat in Draco's room. Draco sat up and picked up the paper. His eyes widened at the front page.

''The Boy Who Lived' to Wed'

He franticly started to read the article, looking for a certain name. When he saw Ginny's name, he let out the breath he had been holding in and threw the paper down in relief.

"You okay, Draco?" Blaise asked.

"Yeah."

"You thought it would be her didn't you?" Blaise questioned his friend.

"Yeah," Draco replied, looking at his hands.

"You have not been able to get her out of your mind for almost six years now. What is up with you?"

"I don't know. I just can't stop thinking about her, ever since our repeat of 7th year. God, I can't believe I ended things with her the way I did."

Blaise looked confused. "Who are you, and what have you done with my best friend? You used to not care what happened to the women you dumped."

Draco had laid down on the bed and put his arms over his eyes.

"Okay. That's it. I'm taking you out tonight. Mandy has some muggle friends that know of this very exclusive club. Only the elite get in."

"Blaise, I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to stay here."

Blaise was fed up with his lazy attitude, so he walked over and pulled Draco out of his bed. "We are going to meet a girl and get Granger out of your head. For good!"

Draco didn't want to fight with his friend, so he agreed. They got ready and apparated to Mandy's loft.