Ok! So this is one of my first fanfictions for a couple of years now... I hope it is good and I would just like to say that there will be more background info on The relationship coming further in the story. I hope you like it and I think I actually have something good going here... If it's confusing I'm sorry... I have this picture in my mind and I don't know it I described it well or not!

Big Girls Don't Cry

Chapter 1

It was about 3 o'clock in the afternoon and Hermione stood in the small, disorganized living room of their flat staring at all that was in the room. Each item brought back a memory. That sofa… oh how they had so many memories on that sofa…

Flashback

"Draco! Put me down this instant!" Hermione shrieked as Draco burst through the door holding Hermione bridal style in his arms.

"Not till you say it!" He replied with a bright smile on his face. He collapsed on the couch, Hermione still in his arms.

The moment became absolutely serious as Draco grey eyes bore into Hermione's caramel brown eyes. "I need to hear you say it Mya…" Draco's eyes dropped down to the hem of Hermione's shirt, seemingly mesmerized by the stitching. Hermione shifted herself in his lap so both her hands were free. She slowly placed both her hands on either side of his face and tilted it up so she was looking directly into his eyes. "I love you," she said, "and I will never leave you."

End Flashback

The thought of her promise to Draco brought tears to her eyes. She brought one hand up to her mouth to cover her sob as tears leaked out of her eyes. Her whole body racking with sobs. She turned her head away from the leather sofa hoping it would stop the image of Draco's happy face after she said those words from harboring itself in her mind. Her eyes fell upon a picture that lay forgotten on the top of a pile of books in the corner. She inched her way over to have a closer look. As she picked it up she almost collapsed under herself. It was a picture of her and her old friends the day she graduated from Hogwarts. Harry, Ron and herself all looked so happy. She looked radiant, eyes gleaming in the sun. Her brown hair framing her hair in perfect ringlets. She was looking up into the faces of her best friends as they laughed and smiled at the camera. She remembered that day like it was yesterday.

Flashback

"Hey boys!" Hermione exclaimed as she came trough to crowd to find her best friends.

"Hermione! You won't believe the joke Ron just told me! Ok! Here is how it goes…" Harry started to say, but Hermione was in another place. Just fascinated with how carefree they still were. They were about to enter the real world and the only thing on his mind was this joke… Hermione was snapped back into reality as Harry clapped her back, "Wasn't that hilarious?!?" Harry said almost doubled over in laughter. Hermione just smiled.

End Flashback

Oh how things had changed. Almost just two months after graduation the worst day of her life took place. It was August 2. Just after Harry's birthday. Everyone was still in a good mood. The gloom of the not so distant war was put to the back of their mind as they shared in Harry's joy. That's when he struck. It was a complete surprise and no one was expecting it, even the order had no clue it was coming. Voldemort and his followers swept upon them and destroyed everything. Harry might have killed Voldemort, but at a price. He lost his own life… and things only went down hill from there. The hours after the war were the worst of Hermione's life. She had been knocked out early on by a spell and woke up covered in ash and blood. Though most of it was not her own. As she stood up she noticed she was one of the only one standing. Gathering some of the only courage she had left she took gentle steps towards the surrounding bodies. Tears and pain filled her as she saw her loved ones lying there… dead. Harry, Ron, Ginny, Tonks, Lupin, Hargrid, Seamus, Dean, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, Bill, Fleur, they were all dead. Shock crept into her core and she found herself stumbling away from the site. Not once did she look back.

Staring at that photo of her graduation day brought to her eyes the shell of a person she had become. Dropping the picture she saw her reflection in the glass of the window. She was weak and cold looking. Her hair had been dyed black when she moved to America in hopes of not being recognized. She had on one of Draco's button down shirts, and it swamped her. It came down to her mid thigh, showing how thin her legs had become.

'How did I let it get this bad?' She asked herself. As she stood there in her cold living room she realized that somewhere down the line she went wrong. And It was time for her to fix it. She slowly blinked her eyes and wiped her tears away.

'Come on Hermione, get yourself together. Big girls don't cry.' Hermione said to herself. With that, she walked into the hall and down towards their bedroom, past all the photos of her and Draco together smiling and happy, past all the memories that each room brought back, and past the fear and failure that had gripped her for so long. She needed a fresh start, and it was starting now.

Well! I hope you liked it! I was thinking the next chapter would be more from Draco's point of view! And if your wondering I am going to explain in the story how she and Draco met and all that! Oh! I also would like to apologize for any errors that I missed... I am not very good at proofreading... and my proof reader is currently not home so I would hope it isnt that bad... and if it is I am really sorry!

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