Welcome to my world. I'm Hermione Layla Granger part of the famous Golden Trio and known as the know-it-all bookworm muggleborn. I love to read, there is no doubt about that but that's not the only thing I love to do. I'm a regular teenager that loves to party and have a good time. I like for guys to notice me just as much as any other girl, but I'm smart which can be my downfall and I want to make a difference. Okay, so maybe I'm not the "average" teenager but I try to be as normal as possible in the muggle world, because there people don't know me as they do in the wizarding world. It's the last day before my final year in, and when I say final I mean my 7th year which I am retaking due to the war. The war, yes an extremely depressing topic, especially considering only George is left of the Weasley Twins. Luckily, Harry, Ron and I are all still together along with the rest of the Weasleys, though so many lives were lost in the war. The Final Battle was one of the worst scenes imaginable, there was so much blood, so many bodies that were lifeless. That's besides the point though, I would prefer not to reflect on the past but look forward to the future. Harry, Ron and I will be starting our final year which prepares us for the "real" world, though I think last year prepared us enough. I'm excited, finally something to occupy my mind, though sadly as far as I'm concerned I haven't been made Head Girl which depresses me slightly. At least they repaired everything enough to be ready for the new year and apparently things should be better now, or so I hope.

"Hermione!" called my mum from the downstairs.

"Yes, mother?" I called back hoping for supper time, my stomach can't stop growling.

"Come down for supper!" she called back. I jumped up in joy of food, I'm starting to sound like Ron, oh for the love of Merlin that' s disturbing. I know you're wondering how my mother is back, I retrieved them a little over a month ago from Australia, and have never been happier to have them home and safe for once. I rushed downstairs to sit with my parents are the table, smiling at them both thankful that we were once again a family.

"Are you excited for school tomorrow?" asked mum.

"Yes, I can't believe it's my final year, it's amazing. I'm excited," I replied the thought alone making my heart race.

"My baby, all grown up," she replied.

"She sure is," replied my dad smiling fondly. Supper was eaten with conversation about the plans for next year. I ran back upstairs to my room to reminisce a little more before bed. I can't believe it's my final year, before finally going out into the real wizarding world. Voldemort is gone. Things will hopefully only get better from here. Ron, Harry and I starting our final year together, and hopefully having a few last good adventures throughout the year. Gosh, I love those boys, couldn't imagine life without them now. I pulled on my pajamas before climbing into bed and staring out the windows looking at the stars, before blissfully falling into my dreams.

"Hermione, darling it's time to get up!"

I rolled over to look at the clock that said 8:05. Must I get out of bed? I rolled over unwillingly, and somehow my legs seemed to drag me out of bed. I stepped in the shower and let the steam rollover before grabbing my favorite vanilla shampoo and washing my hair which was now mid-waist and luckily had grown out of the frizz, and now they were just long looser curls. I stepped out of the shower after thoroughly cleaning myself and looked in the mirror. I was now about 1,71 meters(5'6) and I had long legs which were left toned from all the running and a large B bust. I walked back into my room to choose a nice mid thigh white skirt and a black tank to match my black high top chucks. I made sure my desk was clean and everything was in my trunk before going downstairs for breakfast. My mum was standing their smiling at me with those eyes that were glazed over from unshed tears.

"Mum, I'm going to school for my last year, not dying. I'll be back soon enough," I said attempting to reassure her. I gave her a hug, "All will be well this year mum, if not amazing."

"I know, I just can't believe it. So soon…"she trailed off. I looked at my mum, who well I look like a copy of. Around the same height, and the same slim build and not to mention the facial features, we are very much alike. I sat down to eat my last breakfast at home, and cleaned up my plate putting it in the dishwasher.

"Dad, Mum let's go. I don't want to be late" I yelled and we all piled into the new Mercedes they had just gotten. We drove to the station, and got out and I was standing in front of the column I was supposed to run into.

"I love you both so much," I said while giving them hugs. I can't imagine life without them. They both gave me a kiss on the cheek before finally letting me run through 9 ¾ one last time. I arrived, and the hustle of bustle seemed twice as crazy as usual. The war had ended a few months ago, and so most were done publicly grieving and the cheeriness was starting to appear again. I hope it's this way at Hogwarts. Though there will be more memories there then anywhere else in London. So many lives lost.

"Hermione!" I heard a deep voice call, and before I turned I was pummeled by black hair.

I inhaled and immediately the scent of Harry hit me.

"Hi Harry," I replied comforted by his embrace. He finally stepped back from me, and I could see he looked a lot healthier than before. The worry lines that were there have been erased. He looks younger, and…happier. I'm glad that he's grieved and finally begun to get better. I need my happy Harry. "You look good," I said a smile filling my face. "The time you took off from everyone, did you well. Really well," I said my eyes glancing over his genuinely happy face. "Let's go find Ron and Ginny," I said grabbing his hand and dragging him towards the train with our trunks being dragged behind us. We started at the back of the train and began looking into compartments, before we finally found Ron, Lavendar, and Ginny in one. Ron and Lavendar, oh I hope they laid off the PDA since I've been gone. If it's anything like last year, I will puke. I shared a look with Harry knowing he was thinking something along the same lines. We stepped in and were greeted by hugs from two redheads. Ron who looked like he was over 2 meters by quite a bit, where as Harry sat right at 2 meters and then Ginny who was around the same height and build as me. I can't believe how much we've all grown up, and how much we've already been through. We all eventually sat down, and the summer discussions began.

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P.S. The italics are what she's actually thinking and if you haven't caught on this is from Hermione's point of view.