Forgiving The Past

by AlastairLove

Hermione's mother always told her to forgive and forget,which sometimes leads to love and happiness. She never really understood the truth behind her words til she is forced to work with an unwilling Draco, to help rebuild the Ministry. Then something starts to happen between the two, that neither wants to admit. Something far more magical then any thing else in their world. R&R

1. Prologue

~Prologue~

One Year After The War

Hermione held onto both Harry and Ron, her eyes filling to the brim with tears. her emotions running wild with a terrible mixture of happiness, sadness, fear and loss. So many lives were lost, so many buildings and home destroyed, and so many families broken beyond repair, all for the sake of purity. It was stupid and now the only people she had left were leaving and starting their own lives, they were moving on.

Harry was starting a family with Ginny and Ron was leaving to study Dragons with his brother in Romania. It didn't seem fair to her. She didn't know what to do now, her, Hermione Granger, the girl who always had a plan, the girl who knew everything, didn't know what to do with herself. She began to cry as she tightened her grip on Harry's tuxedo, her tears threatening to stain the collar.

"Hermione. Please stop crying. Ginny and I won't be far, should you need us." Harry said softly.

"I know Harry. It's just. It was always just us three, us three against the world. And now, bloody hell, now its just me." She began to sob harder.

"Bloody Hell, Hermione. We aren't dead. We are just..." Ron sighed between sentences. "We are just moving on. We need to." He pulled back and looked at his friends.

"Besides this is what owls are for, eh?" He smiled sadly.

Hermione smiled, released her grip on Harry and wiped her tears. She was dressed in a light pink cocktail dress with red lace on the bottom. The dress was nicely tailored and gathered around her waist, it showed off her curves nicely as well as hiding a little chub she had gained in the past year.

"Suppose your right. I just don't know what I should do... with myself... now."

"Maybe I can help." A female voice rang out from behind the Golden Trio.

"I am Belinda Thornwood. I work in the Ministry." She smiled and tilted her head a bit to show respect.

"I am currently looking for people of high standing, such as yourself Miss Granger, to help us rebuild the Ministry... In more ways then one. If your interested that is." Belinda held out a piece of paper with a small grin to Hermione.