A/N Harry Potter and the wonderful wizarding world in which these characters live are created and owned solely by the very wonderful J.K. Rowling. I am merely gifting them with some different scenarios to roam.
Prolouge
The young girl frantically paced back and forth along the corridor, willing with all her heart for a place she could break down and no one would know the wiser. "I require a place of tranquility and comfort" she thought as she turned for the third time to walk past the large expanse of blank stone wall. As she reached the edge of her designated path and began to turn around the faint sounds of a rumble could be heard, she paused to watch as the heavy oak wooden door of Hogwart's Room of Requirements formed. Quickly she dashed too the door and pulled it open with a hard pull on the thick brass ring which served as door handle and slipped inside. As the door fell shut the young girl leaned back letting all her weight be held up by everything but her legs. A small quiver of lips and hot tears that began to glide down her cheeks were the first tidings of the wave of despair to follow. Having lost the will to go any deeper into the room she slid down to rest on the floor where the sobs that had been held back for so long were finally set free.
The young man walked brusquely towards his destination wanting to waste no time in finding solitude from the ever-growing demand on his person and the unfortunately need to act so very opposite for how he truly thought about the way things worked in the world he had been thrust into. Hogwarts had been the place where he was to build his reputation and make acquaintances with all the right people, or so he had been told by his father. The young man had long since lost the desire to emulate his father, feeling rather that it was wasteful to count out so many aspects of life the way he had over the years. He felt deeply that knowledge was power and that influence was built through allegiances between various forms of people and races. "I require a place where I can just be myself without pretense. Someplace I will be free of the charade I have been forced to continue." Just as it has done countless times before the blank wall shuttered and a rumble was briefly heard as a large oak door appeared. Moving with a grace and ease the young man yanked the door open and stepped inside. Prepared to be alone for the time he was very surprised to find that there was already an inhabitant in the room.
"Hermione…?" he whispered
My apologies to any one who has received an email about this chapter more than once. I have been attempting to get the chapter formatted the way I wanted it.
