Hi everyone!! This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, and I must say, I love Dramiones. So I must warn you. This is not going to be a Ron/Hermione. If that is what you are wanting, I highly suggest you do not read this story, because I will not be fulfilling that desire. The more reviews, the quicker I update, which is pretty standard across the board I believe. If you would like to recommend Dramiones for me to read, I would be sure to read them. True with the Harry Potter series, I will not be writing K or K+. Everything will be T or M…probably closer to T. The rating of this story may change however as I receive more ideas. I am a busy high school student, so sometimes I may be able to update more than others. Stay with me please, and as long as I get good hit numbers and reviews, I will update as quickly and efficiently as I can without sacrificing the QUALITY of the story.

I'm not usually this long-winded, but it is only because it is the first chapter I promise. I will start each chapter with a quote or song lyric, which is just my little tradition. I used to have many other stories on fanfic, but I deleted them a few years ago. (Why I did so completely escapes me.)

Enjoy!! R&R!!

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Miss independent
Miss self-sufficient
Miss keep your distance

Miss unafraid
Miss out of my way
Miss don't let a man interfere, no

Miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne

Introduction

She was tired. Her legs could barely carry themselves up the front walk to the white, flowery cottage. She had caught one of Lord Voldemort's key death eaters still roaming around and doing damage, Rudolphus Lestrange. He had been grief-stricken by his wife's death in the final battle, and he sought retribution. She was quite glad to be rid of the burden he caused both the aurors and the ministry of magic as a whole.

The front door to the cottage was unlocked. "How peculiar," she thought to herself. She was supposed to be the first to arrive home. Her husband had received an Auror assignment in China and would not be home until late into the night. Suspiciously, Hermione quietly opened the door and listened for the sound of human movement. The idea of a hidden assailant out to silence her, though hard to fathom, would be quite possible. She was one of the most notable aurors of the times, second, of course, to Harry Potter.

A dull thud and high-pitched giggles could be heard on the floor above. She was puzzled. Who could that possibly be? She crept up the stairs, wanting to see first-hand the strange happenings on the second floor. She planned to surprise the objects of the noise and scathingly ask them, "What the hell are you doing in my house?" She really was not in the mood to deal with this.

At the top of the stairs, she could see her bedroom door ajar, and the giggling was growing louder. Now she could hear it. Not only was there a female giggle, but a lower male one was paired with it.

She knew the sound.

Anger pulsed through her like a demon. Forgetting her plots of surprise, she broke into a fury and dashed into the bedroom.

Lying there, wrapped in only a blanket was her husband and a women whom she did not care to know.

Astounded, she stumbled backwards, reaching her hand out to grab hold of something, anything for support. She had been winded by the heinous sight. However, her hand could not successfully grasp anything.

Down…Down…Down…

That was just the prologue. It is meant to be a memory. I will hopefully have the first real chapter up in about an hour. It will not be so unclear. I know this chapter is hard to review, so if you do not manage it, I understand. However, I hope to see some reviews starting next chapter. Please stick with me, Dramione fans will love this. I am sure of it.

XOXO,

Christine