This would be my very first Dramione story on this site. I have read several here but never dared write one and finally after having a very serious mental argument with myself I decided to create this account and share this idea I have had egging me on to writing here. I hope you like it and leave a review, I'm not the best writer but I try. Anyways on with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these character, unfortunately but the Queen JK Rowling does, if you haven't read any of her books, which I doubt I would recommend for you to go read them because they are WONDERFUL just like the characters and story inside them.
Hermione sat in the Burrow next to Harry and Ron waiting for something out of the ordinary to happen. It had been over a year now that they had taken off and started their journey to hunt Horcruxes and now they had a feeling a thought that everything seemed to be too peaceful, it had been five months since the Battle of Hogwarts. Harry and Ron had received positions to be automatic Aurors, no training needed. Of course they didn't need it, they had helped destroy Voldemort. Hermione had been offered the position, but being Hermione she decided to finish her education and join Ginny in their final year.
Ginny and Harry's relationship had picked up where it had once been before they left to hunt Horcruxes. They had a distant relationship but they worked it out. Harry visited her on the weekends when they went to Hogsmeade. They spent every spare moment holding hands, talking about themselves, enjoying their relationship, right now Ginny wasn't here because she was helping Molly in the kitchen getting everything ready for their Christmas feast.
Ron and Hermione had been something else. They had argued about the kiss they had shared in the Chamber of Secrets with everyone who had been in the Burrow listening afraid that they would start jinxing each other. Luckily they had figured it al out and decided to stay good friends, much to Molly's disappointment. Ron and Hermione pretended that the kiss had never happened and whatever feeling they had had was nothing but a crush that was proven wrong when they kissed.
It was Winter Break, Christmas Eve. Everyone was here, Charlie, Bill, Fred, Angelina, Fleur, Victoire, Percy, Audrey, Molly, Arthur, Ginny, Ron, Harry, and Hermione. They were one big family who loved each other. Out of a sudden Hermione felt a pang of sadness develop in her chest. She should have been with her parents who had loved her with all their hearts.
A week before returning to Hogwarts she, Harry, and Ron had gone off to search for her parents in Australia, instead of finding her living happy parents she found their tombstones. They had been killed by Death Eaters who weren't well known but had been given the dementor's kiss for going off on a killing spring, killing both Hermione's and Lavender's parents.
Over the past few months, Lavender and she had boded, forgetting whatever tension they had between them. She confessed she still had feelings for Ron and after overhearing a conversation between both girls Lavender and Ron had gotten back together and did just the same as Harry and Ginny. Lavender wasn't here tonight, she was with her uncle and aunt who had opened their arms to her, but she had promised Ron she would be here tomorrow and celebrate with their family Christmas once more. For the couple in meant introducing Lavender to Ron's parents once more and spending time together, but for the rest of the family it meant more food.
Hermione didn't feel out casted when she went out with both couples, they both tried to have her in several conversations they were having. She really hadn't thought of having a boyfriend or relationship right now and she had stopped going when them when she had received a deal from Aberforth, the Hogwarts's Headmaster, to help her with her career path as a Healer in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. She had accepted and spent the weekends helping Healer Ruiz, a tall woman with dark red hair and dark brown eyes. She had been given the weekend off and was spending it with the Weasley family.
"Everyone in the kitchen," Hermione heard Molly's voice say from the kitchen causing her to snap out of daydream of what it would have been if Voldemort had won, of course she didn't wish. She wouldn't have lived past the first day, it was horrible really thinking about it. She shook her head shaking the thought away knowing she shouldn't be thinking of such things.
She stood up following Harry and Ron into the kitchen. Everyone was already in there huddled around the kitchen. There was a great feast on the table, the kitchen had been expended after Ron had gotten his first payment as Auror. He wanted to make his mother happy and he had asked her to ask for something she wanted and she responded with a bigger eating space. Two days later she had enough space to fit the whole family including their partners and Hermione. Molly had been ecstatic about it.
Everyone sat down at the table and started to serve themselves food, everyone thanking Molly as they did. Molly blushed and sat down in between Arthur and Percy. This was the first time Molly was meeting Audrey and from how things were going she was approving nodding her head at everything she was saying. If she had been with another of her children she would have been shaking her head. She knew what every son of hers' liked and knew when and who was perfect for them. Fleur across from her was shaking her head mumbling something in French trying not to look mad.
"So Ronald when exactly am I going to know the identity of this mystery girl you have been dating for four months now, it must be serious if it's been so long," Molly said and the whole room quieted to hear what Ron was about to say. Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Harry put their heads down. They had sworn to Ron not tell Molly who he was dating. He didn't want to her to know yet and neither did Lavender. They were afraid of what she was going to think. Everyone clearly noticed this and held back their laughter. "Well?"
"Molly, I think Ron would prefer to tell you when the time is right. Anyways tomorrow is only a few hours now. She just wanted to spend some time with her family tonight. She'll be coming over tomorrow to meet you properly," Hermione said looking up into Molly's serious face who seemed taken aback that Hermione had been the one to speak.
"I know, but why all the mystery. Can't you just tell me the girl's name?" she asked looking at Ron. When he didn't answer she continued. "Very well, I can wait until tomorrow, but if she doesn't show up I will not give her a chance."
Ron, next to Hermione, gulped down the piece of chicken he had fed himself before his mother had started to talk. Everyone awkwardly went back to the conversations they had been having before Molly's question.
Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Ginny all smiled at each other. Molly noticed and rolled her eyes at them. Hermione knew where Ron was coming from, in a way. She wouldn't have wanted her parents to meet Victor Krum, especially since it hadn't been serious but she still kept in touch with him, especially now that he found out her parents' had died. They wrote to each other daily. He had a girlfriend who understood their relationship and he had invited Hermione to spend Winter Break with them especially after he hinted that he had a single Bulgarian friend. She had denied of course.
She had gotten everyone presents, including Victor and his girlfriend. She had gotten Harry a new wand(he was still using Ron's extra spare), Ron a new broom(nothing too expensive), Ginny a green emerald necklace, etc. After eating dinner they all headed to the living room where everyone sat down drinking butterbeer, pumpkin juice, and in Charlie, Ron, and Arthur's case firewhiskey.
Neither of them were completely drunk when the clock struck twelve and everyone hugged and started to pass out their presents. Harry had been thankful for his new wand, new set of potions kit, clothes(including the traditional Weasley sweater), shoes, and Auror robes. Ron had been foolishly grateful for his broom, his clothes, Weasley sweater, French treats, and room posters.
Hermione had received Molly's sweater, Ron's weekend getaway tickets(which to her luck were refundable), Harry's scrapbook of pictures of them ever since first year, Ginny's red velvet dress, Fleur's blue hairpin in the shape of a butterfly, Victor's diamond earrings which she knew he wouldn't take back. Everyone had been excited about the earrings but they knew from whom they were and knew it was a friendly thing. She missed her parents' gift that she received every year but knew there would never be one. She missed what should have been the perfect day but ended up only being half as good.
"Hermione, you have one more gift. No name tag," Ginny said reaching in all the way to he back of the tree and grabbing a crimson red box. Nobody was paying attention to her at this point so she opened it freely. Inside the red box was a green velvet box. She opened the box and inside it stood a diamond ring on a platinum band. She closed it immediately going pale. Harry had noticed.
"What's wrong Hermione?" he asked staring at he green velvet box in her hand that she held so tightly her knuckles were becoming white.
"Nothing, Harry. I think I'll just head upstairs early, tonight," she said getting up.
"Goodnight Hermione," every said when the noticed her leaving.
"Are you sure?" Harry asked looking concerned.
"Of course," she nodded grabbing the red box and rushing upstairs. She went into the room and fell into her bed. She opened the box once more and looked at the ring. It was beautiful she couldn't deny it, especially as the moonlight hit making it a light shade of blue. She took it out of the box afraid that she would drop it and it would break into a million little pieces. She looked inside the red box and inspected something to be in it and found a small rectangle card. Something was written in the best calligraphy she had ever seen even better than hers.
Meet me tomorrow at Nick's Café at eight in the morning.
She turned it around and after inspecting it she founds two words carved into the inside of the band in green ink.
Mon Amour
My Love
Draco sat in front of he fireplace, his mother had gone to bed early tonight, the past four Christmas had been dull. Ever since Voldemort had returned his family had gone upside down. His father had died in the Battle of Hogwarts after he was fatally wounded by Bellatrix to Narcissa's disappointment. The Ministry had cleared them of all charges after they found out that they had been forced to do all the awful things to stay alive.
Two weeks ago he had been informed by both the British and French Ministry that he was to be deported back to France if he didn't state he was going to be married in the next year. Because of the war and helping out his mother around the manor he had forgotten he had to renew his contract and be allowed to stay for another four years in England and he didn't want to leave his mother alone, not right now with the death of his father.
He had thought about Pansy but she was with Theo. Then there was Astoria but she was with Blaise at the moment. Then there was Astoria's sister Daphne who was unfortunately with Goyle. He was screwed and he knew it. He would be deported and would leave his broken mother behind. Maybe he would come back an illegal immigrant, it would take years to get another contract to come back to England.
Finally after days he thought there was some one who might want to give it a go. Hermione Granger might be his last hope. He knew that wizarding marriage was not a year or two, it was forever. There was no divorce like in the muggle community. Hermione Granger, muggleborn, no it all. There might be a chance and after all she wasn't with Weasley anymore. Word had it he was back with the Brown girl. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Potter and Weasley who he had to spend seven, eight now, years with her.
He always thought of her annoying and not necessarily pretty but she was worth a try. He hadn't seen her since the war. He had gone back to Hogwarts to finish his school year but never laid eyes on her in class, she was all the way across the room with several other people in between them and he never thought of her constantly so there was no watching her from afar. During dinner he would eating the kitchen with the house elves not wanting to be looked at while he was eating. Pansy and the rest of the group had understood and didn't push him.
He had been hesitant about it for a long time now and didn't know how to ask her. He had come up with the brilliant idea of giving it to her tonight, but anonymous. He liked to have a little mystery when it came to engaging oneself with someone they have never spoken nicely to. He would speak with her tomorrow and he hoped that she would say or else he would have to say goodbye to everything he had known all his life.