AN: So I know I haven't written in a long time. But I've decided to go a different direction and start over with my stories… Again. I recently got back into the Harry Potter craze, and have become enthralled with the Hermione/Snape fandom (don't ask me why, because I don't know myself) So this is the beginning of my story. I have purposefully made Ron out to be a total wanker, so don't hate me for it. Enjoy the story in the meantime.


Confessions


Chapter One:

Dear Miss Granger

It is our duty as leaders in the magical community to inform you that all eligible witches and wizards who have reached the age of nineteen are required to find a partner, and reproduce to keep up the magical population of the world. Please bear in mind that as a member of the magical community you are required by wizard law (Section 18, Sub-section 11 of, 'Laws in the Magical Community') to add another member to our race by your twenty-fifth birthday. Only in special circumstances are such laws revoked, but unfortunately as you have just left Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry these laws do not apply to you.

If under the unfortunate circumstances that a Squib is born to you, you have not yet upheld the law and are still required to provide a magical child by the time allotted. If you have any comments or questions, please submit them in writing by means of owl.

Lysandra Dolton

Head of Wizard Conservation

MoM

Hermione could hardly believe her eyes as she read the parchment before her. As if she hadn't had enough on her plate before she cracked the red wax seal on the front of this damnable letter. She scoured the words five or six times re reading it until her head began to spin.

As she read she had sat at her kitchen table, morning coffee forgotten and disappeared from the world until Crookshanks began twirling between her legs demanding his breakfast.

"This is utterly ridiculous!" she raged throwing the page down on the table angrily, as she rose to undo the lid on a can of wet cat food for her demanding feline. As she scooped the mashed meat into his bowl she could feel his yellow eyes burning into her back.

She placed it onto the cool tile beside his water dish, and slid to the floor defeated. Her bushy hair prickling the back of her neck from its ponytail, her head fell back against one of the cabinets she was leaning on, and she gazed at the kitchen fan.

Her life had been surprisingly dull since the end of her final year of Hogwarts. She had a rip-roaring romance blossom with Ron after the defeat of Voldemort, which had unfortunately brutally crashed and burned, in the end they had decided to remain close friends… Now she had found out that Ron had recently proposed to his new girlfriend of six months Tracie Everson, via a wedding invitation sent to her along with this letter.

After her relationship with Ron ended, Hermione left the Burrow, much to Molly and Ginny's disappointment and moved into a Muggle neighborhood closer to what was her childhood home. Being close to her parents gave her a sense of being involved in their lives even though they had forgotten her existence nearly two years before. She lived a quiet existence, still in contact with her friends and magical family, but content to stay in her apartment reading many books and magazines, during her year away from school.

Crookshanks had since finished his food, during her musings and now was upright on his back paws, kneading into her knobby knees. She reached her hand out to scratch his furry orange head and was rewarded with a content purr from him. Picking herself up, she brought her monstrous orange lump with her and walked to her large bedroom. Collapsing on her large bed, she felt her heart swell up, and tear well in her eyes, threatening to spill down her cheeks and onto the coverlet.

"Ron and I were together for six months, and he didn't propose to me…" her lip quivered and she brought the purring cat up closer to her face to dry her spilled tears. It was only nine thirty in the morning and already she wanted a large glass of red wine. She felt pathetic, so many years had brought her to the age she was at, so many dreams unrealized, and she felt a great sense of loss at her failed relationship with Ron.

Her phone let out a sudden piercing ring, and she rolled over to her side table, to grab the portable phone beside her.

"Hello?" She questioned, trying to sound cheery.

"Did you get this bloody message in the mail as well?" It was Ginny on the other line, and Hermione abandoned all pretend cheeriness.

"Which one?" Hermione rolled on her back, conjuring the two letters she had just opened into her open hand, "The demand to reproduce from some Lysandra in the ministry or the wedding invitation from Tracie?"

"The wedding invitation from that ugly git Tracie!" Ginny raged into the other end of the phone. Having married Harry after the war was over, all Deatheaters eradicated; having children was already on the list of to do's for her making the letter less scandalous.

Hermione grinned for the first time that morning, grateful she had taught her friend the simple muggle technology of a phone before she left the Burrow. Scanning the wedding invitation again, she could hear Ginny begin again.

"Dear Potters. You have been cordially invited to Ronald Weasley and Tracie Everson's wedding on July 5th at 11 o'clock in the morning at the Burrow. Reception will follow from 12am to 7pm, Black Tie attire is required for all. RSVP via Owl so we can save you a seat. The idiot didn't even ask Mum if the party could be held there, when Ron sent an Owl to her this morning Mum had no choice but to say yes because she already had the bloody invitation in her hand!"

Hermione glanced over the ivory invitation, where all the words were the same except for her last name screaming at her from the page. An image of a grinning Ron and his Fiancée moved along the page, laughing about something and Hermione's throat choked up again.

"I can hardly believe the nerve of that girl!" Ginny growled, "Poor Mum was totally put on the spot. What was she going to say? No? You know how she feels about having weddings at her house after the incident with George… And the poor woman's got her hands full already with Teddy. And with Harry and I living here it only makes things harder for her…"

Hermione had forgotten they still lived in the Burrow with Molly… Ginny was heading for her final year of Hogwarts, and Harry was still training to become a Auror, so although Harry had a vast financial safety net, Molly had pressed for them to stay living with her until their education was done, so not to add any more stress to their lives.

"I can only assume that Ron got his letter in the mail, and panicked, knowing this Tracie girl she took advantage of it, and is now demanding to be married to save him the hassle." Hermione enjoyed talking smack about her ex's new girlfriend, Even though her ex happened to be her best friend's brother.

"Ron is such an idiot for letting you go… I always wished you could become my sister."

Hermione could feel the disappointment from Ginny as she said this, but she couldn't blame Ron, it had truthfully been her, that had ended it, after she had found out her had been seeing another girl behind her back. They had told all their friends that the breakup had been mutual, even though it had truthfully ended when Hermione came across Ron with his now fiancée, in their bed. She had without a word fled the Burrow and stood outside in total shock.

Ron hadn't followed her, but the next morning at breakfast Hermione had gathered her things in silence, and packed them in her Carry-All purse explaining she felt it was inappropriate to continue living in the Weasley's home when she no longer was dating Ron.

He had gone green, and then a sickly gray, as she had walked to the fireplace, not bothering to see his face or the expressions of her friends as she floo'd to Diagon Alley, and then Gringotts, to transfer some money from her account into her pocket, only to have it then converted into Muggle money. Just enough to live off of for a few months while she recuperated…

"Are you going to come?" Ginny asked, the clattering of dishes in the background suggested she or Molly was preparing breakfast.

"I don't see why not. We might have broken up, but I can at least be civil about it. He is still one of my friends after all." She sighed and rose from the bed, pacing along the carpet in front of her mirror. " As long as I can get a stiff drink while I'm there… It's going to be the only way I can stand being around that bimbo for any long amount of time."

Ginny chuckled, "I'm sure Mum is going to need it sooner rather than later as well… There's less than two weeks to prepare for the damn thing, and both of them are flying over later this afternoon… Tracie says using a Portkey or Floo upsets her delicate stomach… She can be an absolute yank sometimes."

Hermione grinned again, before uttering a quick goodbye and hanging up. Staring at herself in the mirror she sighed and placed her hands on her hips. Her pajamas were loose against her thin frame. She looked more plain than usual, and it made her heart strings ache.

She wanted to be happy for Ron, but her own heart was furious at his betrayal. Had she become boring for him? Was she too plain? She took the invitation in her hands again and looked at the smiling couple. Tracy's hair was blonde and curly, the ringlets hanging underneath the Navy Blue Beret she wore. She was wearing was an expensive looking black and white coat, and a matching white fur scarf wrapped around her neck. Her lips were a perfect shade of ruby red, and her eyes were a lovely blue… In comparison Hermione was awfully plain…

Hermione frowned and tossed the invitation on the ground, while walking angrily into the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of cold red wine, with the snap of a finger, and turned on some inspiring music. Taking a long sip of the wine, she sighed to herself.

If she was going to do this, She certainly wasn't going to do it sober.


(AN: So this is chapter one of my story, I know it's slow to start but I have a plan for it, and I'm really excited to begin it! So subscribe to my stories, favourite and comment, and PLEASE keep posted for the second chapter!)