Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, and I don't get paid for doing this.

A/N: Hello there my lovely readers! This is my very first Dramione fan fiction! This will be fluffy, angsty, funny, and smutty! Beware of the words that will be used in here! The epilogue doesn't exist in my world! I hope you enjoy my story as much as I enjoy making it! Don't forget to leave a review!

Dearest Mum and Dad,

It's me again, your daughter. I miss you two so terribly. I apologize for my lack of letters for the past months. I have been really busy with trying to put my life back together now that the war is over. I do promise to visit you there in Australia when everything gets calmer in here. The last time I have seen you, Mum's having a handful of grey hair and Dad had gone through another trip to the hospital because a man has bitten him while performing a surgery. Do you think of me too? I know you have not yet forgiven me for erasing your memories. It was the best idea at the time, and as you have put together now, I have panicked. You might not understand the intensity of what was happening with my world but I do know for a fact that you are aware of the seriousness of it all.

Enough talk about the past. I am currently living with the Weasley's and Harry. They lost a son in the war. Fred, do you remember? He was one of the twins. The family—including Harry and I—are devastated. George hasn't been himself since. We are just trying to keep him sane for now. It might take time but at least he's talking again.

I have told you before what was Harry's part in the war. Can you believe he died and was resurrected? I know we were not really a very religious bunch (and this is hardly a religious act), but it was like a miracle, shall I say? But as the saying goes: everything is possible with magic. Harry is trying to be a normal—as normal as a magical person could be—teenager now. It is actually hard for him to not worry about anything. He thinks relaxation is a myth. Can you believe that, an almost eighteen year old man who actually anticipates death every single day? Anyway, I might bring him to our childhood world one of these days. I might also bring Ron and Mr. Weasley (as he is still addicted with all things muggle).

Ron is doing fine too. The scar on his left arm (due to my own carelessness) has completely healed. The scar is still visible, and I think it would not fade away soon. Pity, really. He has real attractive arms. But I guess the scar has an added effect because all the young ladies from Hogwarts have been flocking on his side asking about how he got it. Every now and then someone would ask if they could touch it. It's hilarious and annoying at the same time. I sound like a jealous girl friend, don't I? I am not, by the way. This is somewhat embarrassing, but I have neither seen nor talked to you both for so long that I am willing to talk to you about my love life. We tried to be together but I guess it's too awkward for us. We see each other as brothers and sisters and the kiss that happened during the war was just out of excitement.

As for me, I'm helping others with the best that I can. The war happened in Hogwarts. The castle was in shambles right after. It was a little depressing to see eleven year old children to run for their lives. I would hug them all if I could. I might too, when I come back to Hogwarts this school year. Yes, the school is opening just months after the war. You might think that would be impossible with how most of the castle was destroyed, but magic can do real wonders. So Professor McGonagall decided to open the school back. She is also the new Headmistress. Gryffindors are ecstatic!

Anyway, I'll end my letter here in hopes you'd find this a little uplifting. I am really fine. I'll write to you when I get to Hogwarts and until then, I'll wait for you to write me back.

I miss you and I love you. You know I won't do anything to put you in danger.

Your daughter,
Hermione x

Hermione Granger re-read her letter for the fifth time. She hasn't seen her parents since she gave their memories back and it was a tense reunion. Her parents had been cold even though they have said they understood. Hermione understand them completely. Her parents were not aware of how powerful magic can be and the thought of their own daughter making such a huge change in their lives freaked them out. She's just waiting for the miraculous day that they can forgive her so she could live with them again. She's still afraid to be alone and being with the Weasley's is a huge help for her. It's a good thing Mr. and Mrs. Weasley are kind enough to adopt her and Harry for a while.

"What are you up to?" A male voice suddenly said from her back. Hermione turned around to see Ron Weasley leaning on the doorframe with an unopened chocolate frog box on his left hand.

Hermione smiled and went back on tying the parchment at her owl's foot. She bought an owl for herself because she doesn't want to kill Errol by sending him off to Australia. The owl has been through enough, she thought. "I'm just sending Axelia to Australia and deliver my letter."

Ron didn't respond and sat on Hermione's bed. She's sharing rooms with Ginny and she doesn't like anyone sitting on her bed other than their parents (but they never have sat there, and always use the small couch at the foot of the bed, instead). Even Harry gets a small beating whenever he forgets he can't sit there. He watched Hermione tie the parchment to the owl's leg and send her off. When she closed the window, she sat beside him and took the chocolate frog from him, opened it, and split the frog in half and gave Ron the piece. He muttered thanks and they shared a companionable silence.

"Do you think they'll respond this time?" Ron suddenly asked.

Hermione shrugged. "I'm not sure. A girl can dream. I just wish it comes true soon, I'm losing it, I tell you."

Ron laughed. "You've been losing it since we were kids. I guess it's time for you to snap!" She rolled her eyes and punched his arm playfully.

It was times like that that Hermione truly feels that darkness has been defeated. They could finally do silly children things and not think about dying every single day. They've had enough of that for seven years. Hermione has always been known for being prissy and being a little McGonagall (as Seamus would say) but now that there aren't real dangers anymore and she knows she could take care of herself, there's no need to be a rule stickler forever. To be honest, she's getting hurt with what the people would say about her whenever they thought she's not there to listen. Even Lavender and Parvati were stupid enough to assess her while she was "sleeping".

"What are you thinking about?" Ron asked, snapping her back from her thoughts.

"Just thinking. About school, about life…" She replied.

"It will be a very different school year for us."

"I don't know… the forbidden forest still has a lot of those dangerous creatures."

"Hell no! I won't be going back in there even if you cut off my right leg!" Ron exclaimed. Hermione laughed loudly which resulted to a snort. She stopped laughing and looked at Ron who suddenly burst out laughing and made her laugh again. Ah, she thought, this is the life!

"Where's Harry, by the way?" Hermione asked when their laughter subsided and they're now wiping their tears of joy.

"He went to get Teddy. He's baby-sitting today so Andromeda could go with Mrs. Malfoy to Azkaban."

"They're visiting Lucius?"

"No, they're visiting Pettigrew! Of course they're visiting Lucius!"

Hermione pushed him hard from the bed. "Ha ha, very funny!"

Ron just chuckled and sat beside Hermione again. "Why isn't Draco visiting him then?" Hermione asked again.

"Beats me. I guess he's still angry with his father. I would too, if I were him."

Hermione didn't reply and just went thinking again. They've established a truce with the Malfoys after the war because of what Narcissa Malfoy did for Harry. They were grateful and helped her and Draco win over their sentence. Lucius wasn't very lucky. It wasn't really lose on Draco but Narcissa was and still devastated on what fate brought to her husband.

The Golden Trio are civil with Draco. It was a miracle Ron got over the past quickly and managed to offer his hands on an almost friendship with Draco. Same with the blonde-haired boy. Maybe he was tired of being bitter and evil, or maybe it wasn't the real him or maybe he was just using them but he was eager to be on the good side of the three. It was a win-win situation that both sides were happy about.

"Hermione?"

"Hmm?"

"I was thinking…"

"Oh Ron, that's a first!" Hermione mocked exclaimed.

"Shut up," Ron murmured but chuckled.

"Go on, this is interesting!"

Ron pushed her lightly and rolled his eyes. "We should live together after Hogwarts."

Hermione's face became serious and pale. "W-what?"

"It's not what you think!" Ron said after he realized what he just suggested sounded like. "What I mean was we should live together. You, me, and Harry!"

Hermione let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. "Merlin, Ronald! That was scary!"

"Oi! What's wrong with living with me!" Hermione let out a laugh, still feeling her heart thump loudly.

"So what do you think?" Ron asked again.

"I don't know. Let's talk about that when Harry gets here. Besides, we don't know what'll happen after eight months. You might find a girlfriend and move in with her. My parents might have forgiven me then, and then I move in with them. Or Harry and Ginny might get married after."

"My little sister's not going to marry Harry! She's just turning eighteen then, and she'll still be in school!" Ron nearly shouted.

"Don't get worked up! I'm just stating possibilities here." Hermione defended.

"Whatever. I won't let them marry that early." Ron pouted.

"Oh please, as if I'll let you stop me." Hermione and Ron turned their heads to see Ginny coming in to the room.

"Why the hell are you guys talking about my love life?" Ginny asked as she gets her broom at the back of her door. She doesn't keep her flying broom with the others because they were careless. Living with boys isn't really a luxury.

"Your brother asked me to live with him," Hermione carelessly said, not thinking of how it sounded like.

Ginny gaped like a fish. "I thought you aren't together?"

"Oh, Ginny!" Hermione laughed. "He's asking me and Harry, really."

Ginny sighed. "For a second there I thought you're keeping a secret relationship!"

Ron laughed and Hermione turned red. "You'll know if ever that was true and Mum finds out she'll both have our heads!"

"I know! If what I thought was true, you should be hiding by now so Mum won't marry you off!" The three of them laughed. "Anyway, we're having a Quidditch match in 15 minutes. Do you guys want to play?"

Hermione shook her head and Ron immediately stood up. "Come play with us, Hermione!" Ron said. Ginny nodded.

"I'll just watch at my usual spot and take photos," Hermione said and smiled.

"Oh yeah! You take good photos! I always look lovely whenever you take them!" Ginny praised.

Hermione just chuckled and put on her sandals. Ron already went downstairs to get his broom and shoes. Before going down, Ginny hooked her arms with Hermione and whispered, "By the way, Draco is coming."

Hermione doesn't really know why, but her heart just began beating faster than normal.

A/N: So what do you think? The story is currently set in summer (same time as now so I won't get confused) and then will move in time until they go back to school and then the title will make sense. Eight months will cover their last Hogwarts year. Do you get what I'm trying to do? If not, I'm a terrible writer and that will make me sad. Anyway, please review! The next story will be posted tomorrow!