Author's Note: Go Ahead, call me crazy, I know you want to. I just couldn't resist! I just had to start another story. My other story, Help Me, isn't going as planned. Don't worry, I'm not giving up on it! I'm just taking a break. I'm completely stumped on it. I'm not sure where I want it to go from where it is. So I decided to start another one. I've had this idea in my head for a while, since before Help Me, but I wasn't sure about it. This was supposed to be a one-shot, but it's going to be a couple chapters. Who knows, if people like the prologue, I might make it a really long story. Dunno. Maybe. Tell what you think of this prologue, if I should continue or not. This is just a sample of the story. If I get good reviews, then I'll write another chapter. If not, then I won't. It's up to you guys.. Okay. I'm dreadfully sorry for that extremely long Note. Now, go read!
AN2- Sorry! I almost forgot, it doesn't have a title yet. I can't think of one right now. I'd appreciate it if you guys could give me some ideas. And if I use yours, I'll make sure to give you credit. Okay, I'm really done now.
I remember when I was younger, I used to say "best friends forever" and I'd believe it. My picture of forever was until the earth itself died, when no living organism was on the planet, when people stopped breathing. As I got older, I realized that there isn't a forever. And if there is, it doesn't have a specific time. Forever comes when it wants to, when you're least expecting it, when you don't want it to. I'll never forget how I learned that forever had an ending, that forever really did come. It broke my heart, but it made me stronger. It made me realize so much in such a short time. I think that's when I changed, when I lost myself. That one summerthat short 2 month spanmade me forget who I was, made me lose myself, or perhaps it made me find myself. It depends on how you look at it. But I'll never forget that summer and all that I learned.
She sat on a bench, on a little hill in the backyard of her house, watching the sunset. She was at peace. Her black cardigan wrapped around her petite frame tightly, as if it were protecting her. Her eyes glued to the sky, hair and skirt billowing in the evening wind. Tears slowly fell down her cheeks at she remember her past, her ending and beginning. It wasn't that long ago, nearly a year, but it still made her cry as she remembered everything.
She walked out of the doors of Hogwarts for the last time, freely. She had no cares, no worries, no fears. She inhaled deeply, trying to store the smell of Hogwarts grounds deep into her memory. She knew she'd never come back; her school career was over, now it was time to grow up. She let her mind wonder, as she stood on the steps of Hogwarts entrance; thinking back to all the times she had in school. All the memories, all the trouble, all the fights. Tears leaked out of her eyes as she thought of the good times. She smiled as she stared up at the castle trying to mold its outline, every tower and hallway, every spot of the building, into her mind.
"Hermione! Hurry up, they're about to leave!" Ronald Weasley hollered out of the horseless carriage. Hermione turned around and smiled at Ron. She looked back up at the castle one last time before running off into the carriage to accompany her friends to the train. That was the last time she would ever look at Hogwarts in that way. For the next time she came back, she would be a completely different person.
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