A/N: New story, I randomly wrote this as a story for Luna but it just sounded to worldy for Luna, plus I don't think I could write a story for Luna, she is so amazing in the books as it is I don't want to put my mark on it. So Hermione it is, which is very fitting. Lets see how it goes. In Hermione's perspective.
Disclaimer: Don't own it, never have, never will!
We'll Do This Together
Chapter 1: Symmetry of Past Times
I am different, I am unique I'm considered weird and strange,
yet I was raised in the same world as you.
How can two people be so different yet so alike...
I closed my diary and bound it with a locking charm so as no sneaks would read, it didn't bother me if they did, I mean I wasn't ashamed of who I was but some things I just liked to keep to myself as a reminder that I am still the same person, the same girl with the same views in life and the same fears I had always had...of being alone, without anyone, no friends, no family, never being accepted in either world I lived in.
I look at myself in the mirror and see the same 11 year old girl, I had seen 7 years ago. Only I had grown, I was a woman now but with the same facial expressions and the same emotions stirring inside. My long brown hair was now managable to some extent with a simple potion or spell, it was left loose like it was on this day 7 years ago. I had grown into my body and wore more flattering clothes as my friends had reccommended, my teeth had shrunk thanks to an accident in 4th year. I was greatful, I was emotional and for some reason I was scared of going back, going back to where it all began.
"Come on Hermione" I encouraged myself "you can do this, you've done this every year with no problem so why are you scared?" To tell you the truth I'm petrified of the realisation of returning to school, I should have been left now, with top N.E.W.T marks, but last years events ruined that. How would I be able to concentrate at school now, I was a war hero, people looked up to me and cheered as I walked in the street, how could I focus on my school work knowing that so much stress was around me to be a perfect role model and having to face a world without the people I lost during the final battle.
My reflection showed my fear, a solitary tear escaped from the flood I had tried to hold back. I have to be brave. I wiped away the tear and put on some lip balm to moisterise my lips, I'd been biting them a lot lately, I was nervous of my new found fame and being asked so many questions (I've never been so stuck for answers in my life).
With a quick spell I shrink down my trunk and place it in my beaded bag, the real hero in the last year, it held too much memories for me to let it go and so I still carry it around as a security blanket, just until I find my way again. I then floo to one place I was dreading to go to most of all before my long journey to Hogwarts...the Weasleys.
A/N: Short but sweet and hopefully some chapters will be longer than this.
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