Someone Like You.
My life in the rearview, I'm running from jesus.
Don't know where I'm going to.
I've got nothing to lose, I'm fighting my demon's.
Been looking for someone like you.
I've been looking for someone like you.
Introduction.
"Bella, please stop touching things. If you break it, you buy it." Hermione spoke to her 6 year old daughter. As she looked down at her, she saw Arabella staring up at her with the same eyes that mirrored her own. She had slight freckles across the bridge of her eyes, and her eyelashes were a deep natural black. Her hair was a lot tamer than Hermione's ever had been, but it had the same rich chocolate brown color that Hermione's held. She had that look of pure innocence, one that she probably got from her mother as well.
Hermione was 25, she had Arabella when she was 19. She attended Beauxbaton, and in her fifth year she got into a relationship with Jake Hartman and it was pretty serious. She ended up getting pregnant once they got out of Beauxbaton. Shortly after, they split up. Hermione had learned Jake had lied throughout the whole relationship, and he wasn't at all the person she thought he was. And here she was, shopping at the new wizard grocery store they built in Knockturn Alley. She'd moved a few months ago, wanting to get away from her old life and start on a new clean slate.
"Mumma, I'm not breaking anything, I promise." For a 6 year old, Arabella spoke perfectly. Hermione was the top student in her class, and pretty much the whole school, and Arabella was lucky enough to have her brilliance and common sense.
"I know love," She started, her eyes glancing across all the different tomato sauces. Sometimes she didn't see the difference, but then when it came down to it, if you didn't have the right sauce, the whole plate of pasta would be a disaster. "I'd just feel better if you stayed by my side."
"Yes mum." Arabella replied, her eyes rolling slightly before walking over to stand beside her mother's hip. Just as she was about to tip toe away, while her mum was too busy looking at jar's, a small red-headed girl came skipping down the isle. "Hello." She greeted, an awkward smile on her face. She wasn't supposed to talk to strangers, but the girl looked the same age as her. She was in the clear.
"Hi." The red-head replied, her eyebrows raised curiously as she pursed her lips. She looked up at Hermione, tugging on the end of her shirt as she spoke. "Has you seen my dad?" She asked, her head tilting to the side as she widened her eyes with hope. Hermione took the time to glance down to see the little girl's bright blue eyes shinning up at her. Her red hair was tied back into a low ponytail, and her freckles covered her whole entire face. She had slight dimples planted deep on each cheek, and Hermione felt herself smile before responding.
"Well, what does your father look like hunny?" She asked, kneeling down to meet the little girl's height. She was about the same height as her own daughter.
"He's this tall!" She pointed to the fourth shelf, standing on her tip toes as she did so. "He haves red hair like me, and he's wearing a blue shirt." She spat out, her eyes glossing as she continued. "I can't find him anywheres. He told me to stay with him, but then I saw the balloon stand." She pointed over to the other side of the store before continuing, "And Uncle George told me that balloon's bring happiness, and I wants my dad to be happy!" She stomped her foot, her face suppressing in anger, "But then the man told me it was 1 galleons! I don't has that much!"
Hermione couldn't help but smile. This little girl was a character, and absolutely adorable. The way her face changed with each word she spoke, it told it's own story. "I can help you find him if you'd lik-"
"Serena! There you are!"
Hermione immediately stood as she watched the little red-headed girl, Serena, run to the red headed guy with open arms. She took this time to look at the guy who was now holding the lively girl. He had red hair, just like Serena had said, and he was wearing a navy blue shirt. His eyes matched hers as well, but a brighter blue, if possible. He had dominant jaw lines, and his smile was to absolutely die for. She felt herself smiling.
"Daddy! I was trying to get yous a balloon!"
"I know, I figured you must have wandered off to the balloon's, and then the guy told me he had to send you away because you were trying to naw the string off one of the balloon's." He narrowed his eyes as he looked at his daughter that was currently in his arms, leaning down to set her back on the tiled floor.
"I didn't has a galleon! He wouldn't give me for free!" She spoke, her arms crossing across her chest as she narrowed her eyes right back at him.
"The nerve of him." He spoke, his eyes rolling before he looked up at the lady and the other little girl who his daughter had talked to before he found her. "Thank you... for not kidnapping my daughter." He smiled again, that gorgeous smile as he stuck out his hand. "Ron Weasley, and this is my daughter Serena."
Hermione took the time to look at his extended hand, noticing their was no ring, she assumed he wasn't married. But he could have a girlfriend. Not that she was exactly looking.. though it would be nice to start talking to people again. If not a relationship, she needed some new friends around. Life could get boring. She slowly shook his hand as she sent a smile back.
"I'm Hermione Granger, and this is Arabella." She slowly let go of his hand as she watched Bella hide behind her leg. "She's.. quite shy, at first." She looked back down at her daughter, watching Serena inch closer to her.
"You donts have to be scared! We donts bite!" She exclaimed, raising both of her hands and then holding them to her stomach as she giggled. Arabella immediately giggled back quietly, but stayed hidden.
"Serena, you do bite." He told her, recalling what the balloon vendor had told him. Clearly, she was a biter.
"Dad! Dont tell her that! You're so stupids!" She slapped both of her hands against Ron's legs as she let out a slight grunt of annoyance. Hermione placed a hand over her mouth as she tried to hide a laugh. She hadn't met such a little girl that was so outspoken.
"I know, I'm stupid." He let out a fake sigh as he glanced at Hermione and shook his head. "Serene, we gotta get going before Grandma let's Thomas blow his candles out without you."
"WITHOUT ME?! But I has to help blows them out!" She spoke loudly, Ron immediately covering her mouth with his hand, lightly.
"I'm right here, no need to shout." He stood back up as he looked back over at Hermione. "You live around here?"
"Yes, I just moved here. Well, a few months ago." Ron nodded as he took Serena's hand, smiling once again.
"Then I should see you around, hopefully." Hermione was silent, watching as he kneeled down, waving slowly at her daughter. "Bye Arabella. Will you at least wave goodbye to me?" After a few seconds, Arabella finally waved, giggling as she did so. "Thank you." He then stood back up. "Bye, Hermione." He spoke, a small smile before turning around with Serena.
"Bye Hermione! Bye Arabells!" Serena called out, skipping beside her father as they walked out of the store.
Hermione felt herself smirking as she let out a small laugh. They had to be the two most lively people she had met yet. They were friendly, and outgoing. And obviously had no problem talking to strangers. He was right. Hopefully they did meet again. But she quickly shook the thoughts out of her head as she continued shopping, getting small snacks to put in Arabella's lunchbox for the new daycare she was bringing her to the next day.
I know it's short and all, but it's just an introduction of the first meeting. Obviously, they'll be meeting again. Small world, aye? REVIEW!