The 50 Year Wait
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Verona, Italy
1964
50 years ago
I was walking around Verona dreading the decision that I know had to make. Even though, it was slowly killing me on the inside. Years from now looking back I know that this was the moment that would define my entire life. This is a choice that would take me away from Sienna, from my beloved. I was starting to cry when I sat down on a bench in Juliet's courtyard. I got out a pen and a piece of parchment. I started to write as the tears started to fall down my face.
I couldn't help the tears that spilled from my eyes. I felt like my heart was breaking. Before leaving for home in London I stopped at Juliet's house in Verona. I decided to leave a letter in hopes that it would heal my now broken heart.
I didn't go to him Juliet. I didn't go to Roberto. I left him there waiting for me. You see my parents don't approve. We wanted to run away together and get married. But I left him waiting for me under our tree. His eyes that where so full of hope, love and trust. I leave for London in the morning. My heart is breaking. Juliet, I beg you please tell me what I should do.
Love,
Aurora
I put it on the wall where I believed that it would be found. Unbeknownst to me that it would be fifty years before I received a reply and that it would change my family. More specifically my grandson and how it would change his life.
But maybe it was supposed to happen this way. Because Roberto Bianchi changed my life He also changed me. Mostly because he was a muggle born Italian wizard. And my grandson needed to meet the person that would change his. Or if he already did he needed the chance to make a second first impression.
50 years later
London, England
2014
I was walking throughout the ministry until I found the department I was looking for. "Hermione are you looking for Potter and Weasley?" Blaise asked. "Actually I am looking for my fiancée. Where can I find him?" I asked and we both knew who I was referring to. "He's in his office. But Mya please be careful this time." The former Slytherin asked concerned. "I will Blaise." I said. "But before you go what's this I hear about you two doing to Verona?" He asked.
"Well with him being the department head it's the only time we could get away. Plus he opens his restaurant in just three week. It's a pre honeymoon in a way. Plus on top of that his restaurant opens in a few weeks. So it's the only time that we could get away." I said. "Quite the other achiever, isn't he right?" He asked. "He is but really do need to be going." I said. "Okay sorry for keeping you. He's in his office. Good luck." Blaise said walking away.
I walked until I reached the head of the departments' office. I opened the door and walked towards Harry. "Harry, you in there you're zoning off into space." I said. "Oh, I'm sorry Mya." Harry said. "We leave in twelve hours for Verona and you haven't packed. Is it that late already? Shoot let's go. Goodbye London. Ciao Verona!" Harry exclaimed grabbing my hand and aparating on the spot. We aparated back to the apartment and he finished packing.
We left for the airport shortly. We decided that it was too far of a distance to apparate. And we wanted to keep all of our luggage…. And body parts. Though it wasn't Ron that was aparating us there. But still rather safe then sorry.
A few days later
Verona, Italy
After landing we were taken aback by the beauty of the city. I could not get over the fact that we were in one of the most historical and beautiful cities in all of Italy.
We were busy meeting suppliers for the restaurant that was opening in a few weeks. Harry had decided to call it Potters. We were headed to a vineyard in Tuscany. "So I talked to Cho." I said. "And how did it go?" Harry asked. "It didn't because I didn't talk to Cho. I need to stop checking facts and actually start writing." I said. "You're right you should do it it's your passion." Harry said. "While here we have so many places that we need to see. Like Lake Garda, the Trevi fountain, Juliet's house, the Spanish steps, and the Sistine Chapel." I said. "Yea, yea you're right." Harry said.
The rest of the day we sent at the Vineyard tasting some of the wines that Harry was going to use at Potter's. Which were beyond fantastic. As the time went by, the more annoyed I got with him. I felt we were only doing what was on Harry's agenda. And what I wanted to do was on the back burner. I knew it was only a matter of time before I blew up at him. Unless we did something that, was not about Potter's Italian Eatery.
When we got back to our room at the Hotel we made love to each other. As fiancée's and people in love should. But for me it always felt like something was missing. I still could not tell what that was as I lay awake long after Harry fell asleep. I could even hear the gears of my brain turning.
When I woke the next morning and Harry was nowhere to seen. I looked around and saw a light coming out of the bathroom. "Baby are you awake?" Harry asked as soon as he heard the bed move. "Yes, I am." I said getting up and putting my robe on. "I just got off the phone with senor moraine and he has tickets to see the most beautiful truffle. It's like only a hundred kilometers." Harry said. "Why would you want to go 100 kilometers to see a mushroom." I said with malice. "It's not like miles Hermione and it's a truffle." Harry said.
"I have an idea. How about you go see the truffle and I do some sightseeing?" I asked. "Yeah, that's cool win-win." Harry said grinning going to call senor moraine. The man responsible for organizing this trip.