Have you ever had something, a belonging, which just sat in a corner collecting dust? I do. That belonging to me is my wand. Ever since the day after I left Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I haven't used my wand. That was three years ago.

After I left Hogwarts my life had already changed drastically. The first major change was during the summer between my sixth and seventh year (I hadn't been made Head Girl) I learned a lot about being a teenage girl. I went back to school a very different person. Not just my experience had changed, but I had a new outlook on life. I had spent the summer in the state of California in the United States. I met many witches and wizards at the Magic Academy of Santa Cruz. The friends I met there changed me so much I was barely recognized when I moved back to London. I had been taught all the charms possible for hair. I could straiten, curl, lengthen, and color my hair in a matter of seconds. Not only hair spells, but makeup ones too. I looked plastic because over the summer I became anorexic like all my friends, had plastic surgery on my chest, and had gone tanning everyday.

When I got back to school people started noticing me in different ways. I had learned the plastic walk, and the plastic way to talk, and the plastic way to get guys. I was no longer the bookworm; I was a sexy bitch, just like my friends had taught me. With the new attitude I attracted all types of guys. Not only had my best guy friends tried to come onto me, but everyone from Colin Creevy to the Slytherin Prince himself.

After shopping around for the hottest guys in the school I came up with the king. That was none other than Draco Malfoy. We ended up dating actually. I thought I was madly in love with him. So, we ended up proving our love for each other in a very intimate way. One thundering day close to the end of our last year, Draco and I went to the Room of Requirement and proved our love to each other.

Nine months later I was alone and with my new born daughter Pyxis Volans. Pyxis is a constellation that shows in March, the month she was born. Volans, her middle name is another constellation of March. Draco had disappeared a few months after he found out that I was pregnant with his daughter. I am sure he is alive, but I am never going to look for him, since he left me alone without anything or anywhere to go to since my parents had died.

Right now I am sitting in the corner of the public library in Santa Barbara, California with a stack of books on one knee and Pyxis on the other. Everything is quiet, just how I like it. Pyxis is asleep and I have my eyes closed. The library is empty except my daughter and me.

"Hermione Granger?" My head snaps up.

A/N: I know this chapter is very very short, but I wanted it this way! I'm not sure if I'm going to finish this story, but rr please! Love you all a lot! Melie!