Hermione in Paris
I had just landed a job at the ministry of magic looking and working with muggles.
My first job was in Paris. I travelled by aeroplane, the muggle way. The meal was... interesting, I had a strange concoction, bangers and mash, which I then found out it was sausage and mash potatoes which were not nice. But I did get sweet champagne though; first class is very nice, with spacious cabins.
When I touched down, I felt exhilarated. I stepped out; I saw a monument, the Eiffel Tower. I whipped out my diary to check my schedule 7.00pm I was going up the Eiffel tower. Before I need to check into my hotel.
Whilst I was checking in I saw a flash of red hair, the same hair, and the sticky up hair which I have seen before but I can't remember where.
I had two hours free to look around the shops. Between Chanel and holster the alley drew me in. I walked though and held my wand close. I unknowingly walked into the wizarding world, I quickly retreated. Out of the wizarding world, the last thing I wanted was to be recognised after the second wizarding war. Voldermort put a spell on me, I can't remember anything.
With 1 hour to go, I wandered around Paris. Then it was time, up I go in the lift. It was bigger than expected. It had glass sides with a glass roof apart from the metal supports. There was a metre square in the centre of the floor which was glass.
I got to the very top and was taking photo's. When someone placed their hands on my hips and spun me around, a round smiling face gazed into my eyes, I stared back into his blue eyes his freckles layed perfectly on his noose, his red hair spiked up in a cute way. His pink lips gently touched mine. It all came rushing back
"Ron, Ron Weasley!" I exclaimed.
"Yes," he said. He was back; he had broken the oblivate spell. We stood and passionately kissing.
He walked me back to the hotel, without realising he was staying in the same hotel. We kissed goodbye in the lift.
The next day he was waiting for me in the lobby, he had organised a cruise on the river Seine. It was magical; he arrived with a bunch of red roses and a note
'I have been trying to find you, I love you, please come home to the Burrow with me'
Of course I said yes, I was back with the love of my life – Ron Weasley