So I know that not many people read these things, but I'm going to write it anyways. I know I'm slow on my stories, but seriously, I don't know where to go with them. Or I know what I want, just dont know how to get there. I'm at work right now (10 hours down, 3 to go!) and I just started writing this. So here it is, I may change the title because I'm not exactly sure where I want to go with this.

CHAPTER ONE

It had been three years since the Battle of Hogwarts.

The lives we lost had never been forgotten, but we had all moved on.

George Weasley still ran Weasley Wizard Wheezes in Diagon Alley, with Lee Jordan now. The buisiness was doing so well, they were thinking about opening up another shop in Hogsmede, Zonko's told George that they would sell they're shop to them, and despite Lee being on board, George refused. He never said why, but we all knew. He had too many fond memories in that shop with his late twin brother. George was dating Angelina Johnson now, they lived in a flat in Diagon Alley and seemed relitively happy. They never acknowledged it, but the reason that they had first gotten together was for Fred's sake. They both wanted to remember him in any way they could.

Harry and Ron were working in the Ministry of Magic, Aurors. Despite being only two years out of training, they were making their way up the ranks quickly. Harry and Ginny had gotten back together a few weeks after the Battle, when the loss at Hogwarts had semi calmed down and the funerals were over. She had been at Hogwarts for her last year when Harry had been in training. To nobody's amazement, she had been named Gryffindor Quidditch captain, and was recruited to the Hollyhead Harpies right out of school. Ron had moved into a flat with Lee, he couldn't stand being alone after the Battle. He had been the one to carry Lavender's body into the Great Hall, and had been plagued with nightmares ever since. Ever since her death, she had become quite an obsession of his, though not even I knew why.

That's why I had to break it off with him.

The kisses we shared on that fateful day, though we thought they were out of true love, with the months that followed, we realized that they were just out of desperation. We all thought we were going to die that night. I haven't spoken to Ronald much about us but I had had a crush on him for years, but there wasn't anything really there. We were too much alike personality wise to ever work. We were both stubborn, refusing to back down. And that's what ended the relationship.

I finished my final year at Hogwarts, staying in a special wing of the castle instead of in the Gryffindor common room. I was over seventeen years of age, therefore the magic of the castle wouldn't allow me to stay there. It was lonely at times, but I wasn't the only one in my year to return. A few Slytherins, those who weren't too delicate to deal with being shunned. A few Hufflepuffs and most Ravenclaws came back. But for Gryffindor, it was only me and Neville.

Neville.

He had changed a lot in the year leading up to the battle. It was hard to believe that the pudgy boy who broke his wrist falling off a broom in our first year, or who fainted at the barest sound of a Mandrake cry was the man he grew up to be. He was confident for the first time in his life. He was a hero, the one who pulled the sword of Gryffindor out of the Sorting Hat in front of everyone and destroyed Voldemort's snake. He was admired by many, a celebrity within our world. He had stayed at Hogwarts after I left, and was now studying under Professor Sprout to become the next Herbology professor. Not only that, he had gotten himself a girlfriend. One no one ever expected. The shy blond haired Hufflepuff, Hannah Abbott, who became a waitress at the Leaky Cauldron. She didn't return to Hogwarts after the battle, and instead got straight to work. She lived above the bar, working for food and housing, saving the tips she makes for the future. Those two had been going out for a year and a half now, I know Neville was thinking of proposing, but even though he was now known as really brave, he was still nervous about something like this.

As for me, I work at the Ministry of Magic, in the Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. I know it sounds boring, but it's actually fairly interesting. Right now, I'm working on Werewolf rights. Remus Lupin affected the battle, and those who knew him. He was a great man, a brilliant professor and a loving father. But because of the prejudice of his kind, he wasn't able to get the opportunities in life that he should have. Not all werewolves are good, Fenrir Greyback in particular, but those who were turned against their will shouldn't be judged over something they had no control of. I'm hoping to end up working in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement later on. Some of these laws about pureblood supremecy need to be stopped. I'm just working my way up there.

With everything that's been going on in the past few years, I've regrettably grown apart from my friends and family. My parents had stayed in Australia after I gave them their memories back, and I talked to them once a week, but the Weasley's were another story.

After what happened between Ronald and I, I felt awkward going to the Burrow, even though Ron no longer lived there. But tonight was Harry's birthday, and it would be celebrated there. I had been invited a few weeks ago, and I promised Mrs. Weasley and myself that I would attend, no matter my relationship with Ron. It wasn't about us, she said. Tonight would be all about Harry.

And that is why I left work early, at 4:00pm instead of my usual 6:00pm. I lived in my parents old home, which thankfully they hadn't sold before their memories were returned. Some of the furniture was the same, but I had made it my own. I now slept in my parents old room, my previous bedroom being turned into a library slash office. The walls were lined with books, all organized by subject and author. Though I loved organization and tidiness, my desk was cluttered, the tabletop covered with parchement and old leather bound books. It wasn't for work per se, it's just that in my spare time I like to read up on the laws of the British Wizarding Community.

I apparated into the kitchen of my home, grabbing a bottle of water as I made my way up the stairs and to my room.

I loved magic. Because of it, I now had a walk-in closet, which was great because of how many pant suits for work I have. Looking at my watch, seeing that it was 4:15pm, I stripped of my clothes, throwing them in the hamper beside my dresser, I pulled a clean towel from it's shelf and headed into my ajoining bathroom.

After a half hour long shower, I stepped out, pulling my wand off the sink and charmed my hair dry, a neat trick I had learned from a witch I work with. My hair was no longer the mass of frizzy brown curls as it had been in Hogwarts. I was still a medium shade of brown, cut just past my shoulders, but it was soft now. My hair was more wavy then curly thanks to magic. I looked at myself in the mirror. Anyone would be able to tell that I was tired, I had soft shadows under my eyes, sleeping hadn't come easy to me for some reason these past few months. I slept through the night, but still when I woke up, I was exhausted.

I brushed my teeth and washed my face before going back into the closet, pulling out a dark blue dress that stopped just above the knees. The sleeves were a 3/4 cut and the neckline was low, but not extremely so. After pulling on some black heels, I walked back into the bathroom and put on light makeup, just to get rid of the shadows below my eyes.

Once I was decent enough, I grabbed a light black jacket in case it got chilly, picked up Harry's birthday present from the kitchen table and apparated to the Burrow.

So once again, I'm writing to you. This can either be a...HermionexHarry, HermionexDraco, HermionexFred (Includes time travel), or any other HermionexCharacter story. If you like what you've read so far, favorite, follow, review. I'm going to post the next chapter after 5 reviews at least, with the character you'd like to see Hermione with. Thanks for reading, and I hoped you enjoyed my first chapter! :D