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First Sign Of Love

Hermione lay asleep on the sofa having fallen asleep watching the T.V. Her dreams taken by the wonderful days she had spent at hogwarts with her 2 best friends. She missed them so much, but she couldn't go trapsing back into their lives, they'd probably have forgotten about her by no anyway. Harry would probably be married to Ginny, and they'd have children, and Bill and Fleur would have children, it would all be happy families what about Ron. She'd think about hm everyday and night she loved him so much it hurt her, but knowing that he would probably be married by now she didn't attempt to contact him as she fout she would be 2 hurt by any relationship he might have.

She was awoken by the sound of sobbing. She rose up to see her 3 year old daughter Evie rcying into her blanket.

"Whats the matter dear" Hermione spoke rushing over to her daughter, and lifting her u into a cuddle.

"I had a bad dream mummy, that these big giant monster things were afta me, and dat they wanted my to die." Evie burst int tears again. Her mother gave her a tight squeeze.

"Do you want to stay in my room tonight," she asked.Evie nodded and Hermione carried her along the laminate flooring to her bedroom. After tucking Evie in, Hermione fell into an instant sleep so she could continue her thoughts about Ron, and about how she'd love it if he was tucked up in the bed with her and Evie now, with his arm wrapped around Hermiones waist, and his head peaked on her shoulder. She smiled in her sleep

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Hermione awoke bright and early next morning, Evie lay beside her, still in a land full of, hopefully good, dreams. She showerd and got dressed before waking Evie up dressing her, and carrying her off to playgroup so she could get to work.

She worked as an receptionist for a company which sold very expensive houses, arriving at work Hermione hung her coat up and got down to her computer work as she did everyday (apart from weekends).

"Aghhemm"

"Yes," Hermione said, still typing frantically

"Erm…yes I'm here to see Mr Jackson about a house he is selling me"

"What name is it?" Hermione questioned

"Errrr….Ronald Weasley"