A/N Hey guys! Please Read and Review. It's my first Harry Potter fanfic. This chapter might be a little boring for some of you, but I can guarantee the second chapter is much much better. This chapter is like some kind of introduction.

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Harry and Ginny are dating

Hermione and Ron are just friends

Voldemort is dead

Ron and Ginny are staying with their family at the Burrow

Harry is staying in an Muggle apartment in London

Hermione is staying at her own house, not with her parents

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Hermione stared out of the foggy windows of Gryffindor tower. Rain was smashing hard against the windows. It had been 3 years since she last set foot in Hogwarts. A year ago, Voldemort had been killed. She shuddered as she recalled back what had happened on that cloudless windy night.

Hermione was clutching her chest. She was running towards Harry from the other end of the field. The wind was tearing mercilessly at her robe and hair. Her hair was now covering her face. She couldn't see where she was heading to and tripped on a stone.

Hermione pushed her hair roughly out her face. She turned to stand up, just in time to see a jet of green light aiming toward Harry. Harry's back was facing it as he was fighting another Deatheater.

"Harry!" she had screamed.

A man ran towards Harry and knocked him flat on the ground. The curse had missed. As the man was running, he had shot a Killing Curse at Voldemort. The curse had hit Voldemort square in the chest. Silence fell as Voldemort hit the ground.

People were crowding around Harry and the unknown person. Hermione walked closer to the spot and saw that both of them were still alive, not a scratch visible in sight. The man turned to face Hermione and Hermione's mouth fell open.

Draco Malfoy, the deadliest Deatheater of all was staring right at her. He had saved Harry's life, risked his own and most of all killed the Dark Lord. Some people were applauding, others, like Hermione, were staring opened-mouth at Malfoy.

"But why?" Hermione had asked herself.

Later on, when all remaining Deatheaters who hadn't fled in time was captured, Draco Malfoy was dragged into the court room. Less than a quarter of the DA Members voted for him to go to Azkaban. All charges were dropped when Harry announced that Draco Malfoy was to be freed.

"He had killed Voldemort and most of all risked his life to save mine!" Harry had said.

"But why would he do that?" a DA Member that had wished he would be sent to jail asked.

The courtroom turned to face Malfoy.

"Because I'm not like them!" Malfoy replied loud and clear. "I don't kill for fun. I killed because I am forced to. I couldn't break my 'family tradition' when all the Deatheaters were planning attacks. Because then, I would have been killed and there wouldn't be a good soul left to control the evil."

Applauses burst out inside the courtroom. From then on, Draco Malfoy was no longer known as a Deatheater.

"Miss Granger?"

Hermione broke away from her thoughts. She looked down to see a tiny boy tugging at the hem of her shirt.

"Could you sign this for me?" the boy looked up at her expectantly with big dark eyes that were almost black. He held up a huge notebook that seemed too heavy for him to carry.

"Of course, dear," Hermione replied.

The boy smiled and flipped to the first page. Hermione saw Harry's, Ron's, Ginny's, Neville's and many other signatures already filling up the page. She added her own between Harry's and Ron's. The boy ran off to join his friends after she signed.

The DA Members had become incredulously famous after that night Voldemort was killed.

Hermione smoothed out her pink, sleeveless silk dress and got ready for the dance. All graduated and current Hogwarts students had been invited back to Hogwarts for a reunion to celebrate the victory of those who fought their hardest to defeat the Dark Lord. The dance was sort of like the Yule Ball for the Triwizard Tournament. The DA Members had been invited to dance first before the others. Draco Malfoy had been invited back as a special guest. He had been known throughout the wizarding world as the one who saved Harry Potter's life and killed the Dark Lord.

Footsteps were heard outside the common room door. The portrait moved aside to let them in. Hermione looked up and expected to see more Gryffindor students but instead, she saw Ginny, Harry and Ron walking into the Gryffindor common room. Harry and Ginny had been dating for over a year but neither of them had mentioned anything about marriage. Ron was just the same old Ron and they both had made sure they remained as just friends.

"I never knew I would miss this place so much!" Ginny said, looking around as old memories flashed across her eyes.

"Of course you would miss it, silly. This is where you have stayed for seven years," Ron told her.

"Yeah, it is my home," Harry continued, sort of dreamily.

When the seventh year ended, Harry was worried about where he would stay. He certainly wasn't going back to the Dursley's. His first decision was to go back to Grimmauld Place. Mrs. Weasley had given him the key when he turned seventeen.

However, Harry didn't really prefer to stay at Grimmauld Place. It reminded him too much of Sirius. Grimmauld Place was a mess anyways. The floors dirty, wardrobes full of dust, beds creaking. So, when he received a letter from Mrs. Weasley, he was more than happy.

Dear Harry,

We are happy to invite you to stay at The Burrow with us. We understand that you are facing some difficulties about where you are about to stay right now. Please do not hesitate. You are welcome anytime. Just owl us back!

Mrs. Weasley and family

He replied immediately. Within a week, he had moved himself to The Burrow. He was greeted warmly and treated as part of the family. But Harry knew that it was not a permanent home. So, he started to search for affordable houses nearby the Weasley household.

But a few weeks after that, things started to get nasty. Attacks on the Muggles and Muggle-borns filled the front page of the Daily Prophet everyday. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley who were aware of Hermione's safety owled to invite her to stay over at The Burrow as well.

So, a few days later, Hermione arrived on the Weasley's doorstep together with her belongings.

"I don't think you would be going soon, dear," Mrs. Weasley had told her. "I wrote to your parents and insists that you stay with us until the attacks end."

Nearly everyday, Malfoy's face appeared in the Daily Prophet. News spread that he was planning attacks on all wizarding families. When a 60 year-old witch, Mrs. Dermont had been attacked and killed, Harry, Hermione and Ron decided to start their search for Draco Malfoy at the same time destroy as many Horcruxes as possible.

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Hermione snapped her fingers in front of Harry's face and he was drawn back to reality.

"Hey, lets go down for the dance," Ginny Weasley said. "Everyone's waiting."

A/N How's the chapter? Second chapter coming tomorrow. PROMISED!! But I need AT LEAST FIVE REVIEWS!!!

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