Ok this is my first ever story Im not Jk Rowling so I don't Own anything, please review even if you think I suck,anything is appreciated. love ya'll
Waking up from her strange dreams a young woman finds herself at a familiar looking station, she opens her window to glance outside the sleepy little village, visualizing her younger self, indulging in all the history that surrounded this magical area.
Nothing had changed much, honeydukes still looked inviting with acid pops and chocolate of ludicrous tastes , to the hogs head where she swore she could hear madam Rosmerta throwing someone out of her fine inn, as her eyes scanned hungrily from one house to another, suddenly she had forgotten that the train had stopped, deciding that it would be a good idea to freshen up first, she conjured up a full length mirror, inspecting every inch of her face, she allowed a small smile on her face, she had changed, her once recognizable bushy brown hair had been straightened and coloured blonde with red tips, she had matured as her body had indicated, the only thing that hadn't changed was her intelligent light brown eyes, something she prided herself in, men whom she dated always commented on her eyes, they were the one feature she truly believed made her look different.
Yet her face showed all of the burdens in the world, for Hermione Granger life was just about to begin again.
It all started two weeks back, when Hermione was sleeping soundly in her new house she purchased three months back, to her and her alone she finally felt at home without her two best friends by her side, a three bedroom house with two bathrooms, it was cosy and smelt of old parchment, coffee and strangely enough lilac. The master bedroom where Hermione rarely slept, held a queen size bed with mahogany draws on the side, photo's of all her loved one's had been placed on top of her draws, smiling or waving in some photos at her.
Thousands and thousands of books lining her walls in every room of her house, not even the bathroom was spared.
The second room was always for anyone who would pop up unannounced, which Hermione secretly loved showering attention and affection on those she considered close friends.
Her study was a sight to behold, three times the size of a normal room, (extension charms gor bless) piles and piles or half written paper scattered everywhere on the floor, one would have thought that a mad man lived there.
Screeching was heard from her kitchen when Hermione finally woke up, wand steadily in her right hand, "had I fallen asleep again" she thought as she silently checked every room until she reached the kitchen, being an Auror really was a paranoid job, constantly looking to see what and who your enemy is, as Hermione was ready to fight to the death, she noticed a snowy white and black owl scratching her window by the toaster but only one word came out of her mouth "Lily" she said quietly, her brain quite not catching up with what she had just said, without realizing what she was doing, her mind and honed on one thing " what's wrong with Harry"?
Un latching the window the beautiful owl soared above her head to rest on her shoulder nibbling Hermione's ear affectionately, with trembling hands she undid the letter that was attached to Lily, the tiny scrawny writing addressing her was so familiar Hermione couldn't help but grin, her Harry had written to her as she put the kettle on and sat herself down on her only chair in her kitchen she started to read her letter
"Hey Hermione" it said
"Long time no see, I know myself, that every two years isn't enough to catch up but ya know how is it, Ron says to say hi and come for a visit him and Cho are expecting their first and Molly has a feeling that it could be twins, don't know where she gets that idea but Cho's not too happy about that" after reading that statement Hermione laughed so loudly that Lily flew over to the window to await Hermione's reply
"any who George is ok he's opening up a new WWW in Australia right now with Angelina, if you ask me their both mad as a hatter, you cant help who you love right? Ginny is still playing for the head holly harpies, apparently she's the best chaser since gwenth jones but that's just the daily prophet and you know what their like, Arthur and Molly and great, The burrow is growing even bigger what with bills Charlie's and Percy's kids.
Neville and Luna have set a date for their wedding which is why I'm writing to you, Luna thinks you'll say no but please can you come home, I know why you left and he was an asshole Mia, but Malfoy shouldn't be the reason why we don't see you.
If you're coming I'll get Hagrid to see you at hogsmeade, if not I'll see you in two days to pick you up portkey style Being headmaster of Hogwarts has its perks.
Love
Harry.
Hermione looked at Lily and knew that it was time to go home.