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Eh. This is my first fanfic. It's weird, but whatever. Comments are appreciated of course D.
Yes, I know I stink at writing.
Chapter 1: Little Infuriating Things
Hermione's POV
No matter how many times I had told myself throughout the summer, that the way I was thinking was unacceptable, I could not bring myself to forget. It tortured me day in and day out, and the memories kept flooding in.
I was unable to even enjoy our family trip to India, my childhood dream. Instead, I found myself wondering about the matter even more so.
How fast the summer seemed to have passed, for I find myself awaiting my final year at Hogwarts. It lies a week away and I only hope that matters would settle down by then.