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Coming Home Ch. 1

Hermione looked out the window of her small flat, wondering how she could have possibly got herself in this position. She of course knew what she had done to come to this, but what she couldn't figure out was how she had been so careless. She had always prided herself in being the brightest witch of her age, until graduation night. Turning away from the window, Hermione went to sit on her shabby couch as her mind wandered to the night that had changed her life forever.

*Flashback*

Hermione looked around the Three Broomsticks, watching all of the people she had grown up around. All the Seventh Year students that had returned after the war had graduated earlier that day and were now at the Three Broomsticks, which McGonagall had surprisingly rented for them all for this night. It was the old witches way of telling them all to enjoy themselves for tomorrow their lives would begin. That was exactly what every person in the pub was doing.

Firewhiskey seemed the choice drink for everyone, including Hermione and her was the one night that no one cared about rules or control. This was the last time they would all be together and everyone was making the most of it. Needless to say Hermione had thrown caution to the wind and was now intoxicated.

The buzz of the music made her head spin and she let out a giggle at the feeling it caused. Ginny, who had snuck out of the school to join them all for their celebration looked over at Hermione, a smile on her own face. "Alright there Hermione?" She asked over the music, making Hermione giggle more.

"I just feel so great tonight is all." Hermione said, unable to control the giggles that were erupting from her. Ginny grinned back, knowing just how Hermione felt. They all felt that way tonight from the mixture of alcohol and excitement of being done with school. Hermione realized a moment later that her drink was empty and looked over at Ginny, Harry, and Ron.

The boys were both engrossed in something that had caught their eye and Hermione turned to see what they were looking at. Upon seeing Lavender and Padma making out, Hermione rolled her eyes and looked over at Ginny. She held up her empty glass and Ginny nodded, wanting to get away from the sight in front of her. Both girls got up as quickly as they could in their drunken state and made their way to the bar.

Half way there, Hermione and Ginny discovered they were too drunk to walk alone, so they held on to one another, hoping to make it there without incident. After what seemed like a mile, laughing and stumbling, Hermione and Ginny made it to their destination. The young bartender looked at the two of them before shaking his head slowly and refilling their glasses.

The girls made their way slowly back to their table, trying to keep their drinks from falling, only to see that Harry and Ron had made their way slowly over to the girls making out. Hermione rolled her eyes in disgust and looked back at Ginny. "Men are such pigs." She said, making Ginny giggle a little.

"That isn't always a bad thing though. It can be a lot of fun if your with the right guy." Ginny said with a wink. Hermione laughed hard, choking on her drink as her friend made such a remark. Ginny laughed with her, both feeling the happiness that surrounded them.

"What would you know about the right guy Weasley? You waste your time on people like Potter so how could you possibly know anything about that?" A voice said behind Hermione. Both girls looked up and the smiles slid from their faces. Blaise Zabini, along with Draco Malfoy were right behind Hermione, looking at the girls curiously.

Ginny looked at both of them hotly, "Like you know what it is Zabini. You two idiots couldn't please a girl if your lives depended on it." she said, making Hermione snort into her glass. The two Slytherins looked at one another before taking both Harry and Ron's chairs.

"What the hell are you two doing? We don't want your company thanks." Hermione said, feeling uncomfortable around the two men. True they had both switched sides during the war, working as spys, but they were both still as horrible as they were before. Hermione didn't want to spend her last night of freedom with these two idiots.

"Come now Granger, I thought that all of us were past hostilities?" Draco said, looking at her seriously. Hermione couldn't help but feel small under his piercing gaze. It had to be his eyes, there was no way around looking into the silver orbs.

Hermione cleared her throat, feeling the alcohol do strange things to her mind. "That never stopped either of you acting like little children, playing pranks on Ron and Harry. You still act like your better than everyone else that is around. Why would we ever associate with the likes of you two?" Hermione asked, trying to hide the way he intimidated her.

"We are better than Potter and Weasley. Them two idiots get off seeing two whores kissing each other. It is really pathetic actually." Draco said, a smirk on his face as he looked over at the small crowd of people that had now crowded around the kissing girls.

"It still doesn't explain why you are wasting our time though. Come on Hermione lets go dance and leave these two idiots to believe they are some sort of sex gods." Ginny snorted before grabbing Hermione's hand. Hermione giggled as they both almost fell as they left the two Slytherins alone at their table.

Both girls could feel their eyes on them as they started to dance, but soon the alcohol and music made both girls forget all about the egotistic men that had stolen their table. Since they were both intoxicated, they had to hold on to one another so they wouldn't fall, but it was still fun. It only made them laugh more.

A moment later Hermione felt someone come up behind her and grab her waist. She turned around and found silver orbs staring back at her. Hermione couldn't breath as he moved closer to her and began to move across the floor with her in his arms. It didn't matter that he was Draco Malfoy, all that mattered was that his arms around her while they danced held her tightly, keeping her flush to him, making Hermione's head spin in a way the alcohol couldn't.

That was the last thing that Hermione could remember from that night. The next morning she had woken in one of the Three Broomsticks rooms, laying naked next to Draco. She was not daft enough to not realize they had ended up having sex the night before. She had dressed quickly and quietly before rushing out the door without waking him.

*End Of Flashback*

Hermione heard a cry in the next room, bringing her from her thoughts. Getting off the couch quickly, Hermione rushed into the little bedroom that she shared with her daughter. She picked her up out of her crib and gently rocked the small girl. She looked down at her six month old daughter who so resembled her father and Hermione let out a sigh.

When she had found out that she was pregnant with Amelia a month after graduation, she had dropped everything and ran. She refused to tell Draco, who she had ignored since the night of graduation and she couldn't face any of her friends with what she had done. The only person that had known about Hermione sleeping with Draco was Ginny and only because she had slept with Blaise the same night.

Both girls had agreed not to tell anyone and to never speak of it again, so when Hermione had realized a moth later that she was pregnant, she had ran. For months she hid in London until a close call with Draco made her decide that she must go far away. She had traveled to Salem Massachusetts and started a life there. The owner of a private pub had taken her in and had given her a job where she still worked.

When she had Amelia, Gloria, the pub owner, had kept the pub herself for a couple weeks and then once Hermione had established herself as a mother, Gloria had found her a babysitter for the nights that Hermione worked, like tonight. If it had not been for Gloria, Hermione was not sure where her or her little girl would have ended up and it made Hermione sick to think about it.

At that moment, the doorbell rang and Hermione went to answer it, knowing it was Cami, Amelia's babysitter. When she opened it, Cami smiled at her brightly in greeting. "Hello Cami, I hate to run off like this, but I am running a little late and Gloria has a private party coming in from out of town. She may be getting a little hungry, but other than that, she should go back to sleep for the rest of the night. I will see you in the morning." Hermione said handing over Amelia to Cami.

Cami nodded as Hermione grabbed her purse. "Sure thing Ms. Granger, I will see you in the morning." The girl said as Hermione rushed out the door. Little did Hermione know that for the first time in almost two years, her past was about to hit her in the face. She had no idea that the one person she didn't want to see no matter what was right where she was going.

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