Okay so I decided to delete my other story due to someone copying it and taking all of the credit for writing it, so this is sort of a fresh start!
This is M rated for future chapters and for some curse words, just to be on the safe side, you never know when I'll get carried away!
Later chapters may be NSFW - just a heads up :) Much love.
"Why are men such complete and utter arseholes?" Hermione yelled as she threw her engagement ring at the wall across from the bed.
"Not all men are arseholes Hermy, just the majority" Emily, Hermione's muggle friend, quipped while handing over some ice cream to the jilted bride-to-be.
"If anyone was supposed to have missed the wedding, it was me!" she mumbled as she shovelled a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth.
In all honesty, Hermione never did love Viktor the way she should have, she was only going to marry him to keep her parents quiet. But after being close to him for 2 years, she began to feel differently about him, not love, but there was something. Even if he did make her miserable a lot of the time.
"He could have at least arrived and then we could have gone on the honeymoon! Ugh! I won't get my money back for it now either! Stupid Viktor, stupid wedding" Hermione groaned and flopped back on the bed.
"Where were you going?" Emily laid down beside her best friend.
"Africa. I've wanted to go for such a long time!" She whined.
"Then go!" Emily poked her in the ribs.
"You know, that's not such a bad idea... If only I had someone to come with me... I don't want to be alone out there, what if I get abducted?" Hermione looked to her friend with puppy dog eyes. They both deserved a nice holiday, a chance to get away from the normal world.
"When do we leave?" Emily asked after a few minutes hesitation followed by Hermione's squealing.
"Oh my gosh thank you so much! It's going to be great, we'll soak up the sun, see the sights, meet the locals!" Hermione babbled.
"Hermione, when do we leave?" Emily repeated her question, she was answered with Hermione's face dropping.
"Shit" she muttered before jumping off the bed and running into the bathroom.
Emily sat and watched Hermione running around like a headless chicken for a few minutes until she stopped dead in her tracks, like a deer in headlights and stared at Emily.
"Go get your stuff! We have to be on the plane at 4am!" She shouted at her still shocked friend. Emily looked over towards the clock, it was drawing close to 9pm, they definitely needed to hurry if they were going to make it in time.
Emily drove over to her house to fetch her stuff while Hermione was still rushing around packing all of her stuff. She had just finished putting appropriate shoes in when she spotted a picture of her and Viktor, she looked at it for a while, holding it in her hands. Of course she liked Viktor but he wasn't the right man for her, he couldn't give her everything she wanted in life. She sighed and crumpled the picture up in her fist and threw it in the bin.
She needed this get away more than anything else at the moment, it had been years since she had seen anyone from Hogwarts, she hadn't really spoken of the wizarding world at all, she left that all behind after the war when things turned to shit with Ron when they discovered they were better off as friends.
No one really knew of her other life, Emily knew she could do certain things muggles couldn't do but she had no idea that her best friend was a witch. Hermione did miss her old life and friends, she missed all the adventure, but she was 22 now and she had changed an awful lot.
Hermione was no longer a shy bookworm, she was a radiant young woman with hair that reached the small of her back, she was thin but had perky curves which drove the men crazy when she would go out to clubs.
Hermione knew that if she went back to Hogwarts or Ottery St Catchpole to the Burrow for a visit, no one would recognise her, though this did make her upset she knew it was probably best not to interfere with their lives again.
Almost 2 hours later Emily arrived back at Hermione's house with 2 suitcases, a hat on her head, sunglasses over her eyes and her handbag hanging from her mouth. She gasped for breath as she dropped everything on the ground by the door.
"We have just under 4 hours until our flight. Nap time!" Hermione grinned as she set her alarm for 2am.
With everything ready for their trip to Africa, they easily drifted off into a light slumber.
I know where I'm going with this story, I've got it all stored up in my noggin! Reviews are welcome, much love.
