"Heaven holds a sense of wonder"
by DarkBlueMoon
Pairing: Oliver Wood/ Hermione Granger (Wood), Hermione/ Draco Malfoy
Disclaimer: Yeah, I know I own nothing. (If I would why would I write this???)
AN: I will try to update as much as possible. Please, forgive me my mistakes, but English is not my native language. It would be great if you left, after reading the story, a little review. I need them, I love them, I want them!!! ;o)
Prologue
"Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total darkness sublime, Though this might take me a little time." (Auden, "The more Loving one")
It was a wonderful morning. The sky was bright blue and the sun shined bright through the window on Hermione´s face. She was still half asleep, when she heard a little voice, singing happily. She groaned, this was definitely too early. She just wanted to sleep. Put the pillow over her head and just sleep.
"Mommy" the voice grew louder.
"Shhh, Lily I told you not to wake your Mommy up. It´s her birthday, let her sleep."
"I know it is her birthday, but I want her to be up and play with me."
Hermione slowly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw were bright blue eyes, and the sweet little face of her daughter Lily. She smiled widely.
"Morning sweetheart." she yawned.
"Morning Mommy, daddy made breakfast, so you just have to get up and play with me."
"What did I told you Lily? About Mommy waking up? Now, let her at least get really up."
"Morning Honey, Happy birthday." Oliver Wood stepped to the bed of his wife and kissed her gently on the lips.
"Mhmmm, your kisses taste so good. Thanks."
When she got up, she was really happy. She had a wonderful daughter, an amazing husband and two lovely friends. Harry and Ron were going to come this afternoon with their wives. Ginny and Harry were married and Ron and Lavender also.
Hermione liked the four of them, but nothing was comparable to the friendship she shared with Harry and Ron.
But now they were gone, they lived far away from her and their visits became rare. Sure, she was happy if they were, but she still missed the time when they were together every minute. Harry and ron hadn´t become Aurors like they intended.
They had become Quidditchplayers in some little town league. Harry still dreamed of becoming a star. But everyone knew, he wold never make it. Ron couldn´t find another job, so he stayed at Quididtch. Both of them had to take care of a family., so their dreams were not the first priority.
So they were sometimes, let´s say desperate. When they visited Hermione all their hidden feelings came out, all of them were remembered of the time when everything was possible.
Hermione was the one who had the best cards. She was twenty-two now, happily married with a famous Quidditchplayer, worked as Auror (against the will of her husband) and had a sweet child.
The dream of every girl, she thought sometimes to herself. But she wasn´t as happy as she should have been. She missed something.
About her husband, her work and her whole life. Sure, Oliver was kind and everything of a gentlemen, but a thing they lost in their love was passion.
Her work had become boring, since Voldemort was defeated again, the Aurors just had to do paperwork, although outside were a lot of former and other Death-Eaters. Fudge had had the "great" idea about an new law, that gave former Death-Eaters a new chance. Kind of "back-to-life-for-death-Eaters".
Almost everyone of the Aurors was disgusted about this idea, but some people thought it would be a good new start.
So, everything Hermione had to do, when she was at work, was to read files and write reports about long "kissed" Death-Eaters.
She had lost her dream about help making a better world long ago. In her seventh year, they had defeat Voldemort again, but since then, Harry had become different. He wasn´t that heartily as before.
And he never spoke about his dreams again. It was like something had been broken, during the war. He lost the trust into the people as well as she did. It seemed like the world wouldn´t like to be a better place
Hermione would have been broken without Oliver as well. All the dead students everywhere, the screams of dying people in the air, the pain that laid over the battlefield. She lost her trust into the people.
The idea that someone was willing to kill the people around him, just for fun, almost killed her. Voldemort´s desire for power wasn´t understandable for her.
She just wanted to live her life and be happy. But he destroyed everything with his stupid and horrible war.
Two months after the "big war" she married Oliver. And another two months she got pregnant. But it wasn´t safe to be pregnant, four months after the "big war" and being friend with Harry Potter.
She had been with him and Ron on a week-end trip. Like they did every month. During this trip they got attacked by some Death-Eaters.
Hermione almost died, but instead of her, her unborn child died.
She had been very depressed after this incident. But somehow she and Oliver managed to get through this crisis. Three years later, at the age of twenty, she became again pregnant and this time, after nine month her daughter Lily was born.
She and Oliver were incredible happy. They made Ron and Lavender godparents. Harry and Ginny, too.
And now, Hermione should have to be happy. Sure, in some way she was, but sometimes she missed something, without knowing, what it was.
Buttoday is my birthday. I am not going to ruin this day, with sad and dark thoughts. It seems to me like something very bad is going on, I should call them again...... means thoughts
by DarkBlueMoon
Pairing: Oliver Wood/ Hermione Granger (Wood), Hermione/ Draco Malfoy
Disclaimer: Yeah, I know I own nothing. (If I would why would I write this???)
AN: I will try to update as much as possible. Please, forgive me my mistakes, but English is not my native language. It would be great if you left, after reading the story, a little review. I need them, I love them, I want them!!! ;o)
Prologue
"Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total darkness sublime, Though this might take me a little time." (Auden, "The more Loving one")
It was a wonderful morning. The sky was bright blue and the sun shined bright through the window on Hermione´s face. She was still half asleep, when she heard a little voice, singing happily. She groaned, this was definitely too early. She just wanted to sleep. Put the pillow over her head and just sleep.
"Mommy" the voice grew louder.
"Shhh, Lily I told you not to wake your Mommy up. It´s her birthday, let her sleep."
"I know it is her birthday, but I want her to be up and play with me."
Hermione slowly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw were bright blue eyes, and the sweet little face of her daughter Lily. She smiled widely.
"Morning sweetheart." she yawned.
"Morning Mommy, daddy made breakfast, so you just have to get up and play with me."
"What did I told you Lily? About Mommy waking up? Now, let her at least get really up."
"Morning Honey, Happy birthday." Oliver Wood stepped to the bed of his wife and kissed her gently on the lips.
"Mhmmm, your kisses taste so good. Thanks."
When she got up, she was really happy. She had a wonderful daughter, an amazing husband and two lovely friends. Harry and Ron were going to come this afternoon with their wives. Ginny and Harry were married and Ron and Lavender also.
Hermione liked the four of them, but nothing was comparable to the friendship she shared with Harry and Ron.
But now they were gone, they lived far away from her and their visits became rare. Sure, she was happy if they were, but she still missed the time when they were together every minute. Harry and ron hadn´t become Aurors like they intended.
They had become Quidditchplayers in some little town league. Harry still dreamed of becoming a star. But everyone knew, he wold never make it. Ron couldn´t find another job, so he stayed at Quididtch. Both of them had to take care of a family., so their dreams were not the first priority.
So they were sometimes, let´s say desperate. When they visited Hermione all their hidden feelings came out, all of them were remembered of the time when everything was possible.
Hermione was the one who had the best cards. She was twenty-two now, happily married with a famous Quidditchplayer, worked as Auror (against the will of her husband) and had a sweet child.
The dream of every girl, she thought sometimes to herself. But she wasn´t as happy as she should have been. She missed something.
About her husband, her work and her whole life. Sure, Oliver was kind and everything of a gentlemen, but a thing they lost in their love was passion.
Her work had become boring, since Voldemort was defeated again, the Aurors just had to do paperwork, although outside were a lot of former and other Death-Eaters. Fudge had had the "great" idea about an new law, that gave former Death-Eaters a new chance. Kind of "back-to-life-for-death-Eaters".
Almost everyone of the Aurors was disgusted about this idea, but some people thought it would be a good new start.
So, everything Hermione had to do, when she was at work, was to read files and write reports about long "kissed" Death-Eaters.
She had lost her dream about help making a better world long ago. In her seventh year, they had defeat Voldemort again, but since then, Harry had become different. He wasn´t that heartily as before.
And he never spoke about his dreams again. It was like something had been broken, during the war. He lost the trust into the people as well as she did. It seemed like the world wouldn´t like to be a better place
Hermione would have been broken without Oliver as well. All the dead students everywhere, the screams of dying people in the air, the pain that laid over the battlefield. She lost her trust into the people.
The idea that someone was willing to kill the people around him, just for fun, almost killed her. Voldemort´s desire for power wasn´t understandable for her.
She just wanted to live her life and be happy. But he destroyed everything with his stupid and horrible war.
Two months after the "big war" she married Oliver. And another two months she got pregnant. But it wasn´t safe to be pregnant, four months after the "big war" and being friend with Harry Potter.
She had been with him and Ron on a week-end trip. Like they did every month. During this trip they got attacked by some Death-Eaters.
Hermione almost died, but instead of her, her unborn child died.
She had been very depressed after this incident. But somehow she and Oliver managed to get through this crisis. Three years later, at the age of twenty, she became again pregnant and this time, after nine month her daughter Lily was born.
She and Oliver were incredible happy. They made Ron and Lavender godparents. Harry and Ginny, too.
And now, Hermione should have to be happy. Sure, in some way she was, but sometimes she missed something, without knowing, what it was.
Buttoday is my birthday. I am not going to ruin this day, with sad and dark thoughts. It seems to me like something very bad is going on, I should call them again...... means thoughts