(Unfortunately, I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters. The wonderful J.K Rowling is the only one with that privilage)

Ok, so here's my first chapter. It kind of short, but it's just a chapter to get the back drop of the story. I know many people porbably hate the whole "Hermione changes" thing, but I like, you cna her in more fun situations now shes a tad OOC. Anyways, please please please review. It would mean the world to me to know someone reads this!

Enjoy =)

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I looked at my clock. 4am. Sighing I rolled over onto my side to, no doubt, lie awake for another 4hrs. I still couldn't believe that they were gone. I was so alone. It was horrible loosing father to the car crash, but to lose mother so soon after as well, it just didn't seem fair. Why? Why did it have to happen to me?! I know it sounds selfish but I can't help it, I miss them so much
"IT'S NOT FAIR" I wailed into the silence.I still remember the day it all happened…

**FLASHBACK**

I stood my mothers sickbed. Her breathing was shallow and she was clutching a photo of her and father on their first date. I remembering thinking how perfect they looked together.
"I'm so sorry Meme [As was her nickname for me]"
"Mam ssshhh, it's Ok, it'll all be OK, I promise"
"Meme, listen. I want you to remember something that my mother told me before she died; Be yourself. Find out who you really are and embrace it. Never hide your true self, for that is what makes you truly beautiful. I know I always gave out when you played your loud music and wore your dark clothes, but Meme, I never loved you any less. I loved you for you, not for you perfect grades and smart clothes and I'm so sorry that I made you feel like you had to change yourself for me." I saw a tear roll down her eye and she tried to hide her sorrow.
"Mam, please, don't cry. You didn't force me to change, I did OK. I was the one that chose to because I wanted to make your proud of me. It's not your fault, OK?"
"*sniff* Either way, I'm sorry. Will you do me one favour please?"
"Any thing mum, anything."
"Remember me-"
"Mum, you know I alw-"
"No Meme, let me finish, please. Remember me for being your mother, for being your friend. I want you to remember the good times we had, not mourn for the times we didn't. I don't want you to cry, I want you to laugh, you always had such a sweet laugh" She began to cough harshly at this point, and her eyes start to droop. "And remember that I will always be with you" Her speech was barely audible at this stage. And I could feel heavy tears welling up and running down my face.
"I love you mum, and dad"
"I love you too sweety" With one last smile and squeeze of my hand she was gone. I broke down into loud sobs, refusing to let go of her hand. I couldn't believe she was gone. I was alone, for the first time ever, I had no one.

**END FLASHBACK**

Getting up out of bed, I wiped the tears that were slowly falling down my face from remembering that night. I went down to the living room, left exactly has my parents had it. I grabbed a cold bottle of Miller a blanket and the limited edition copy of The Jungle Book for about the 70th time that month. It was my favourite Disney movie and my parents had bought it for me for my 18th birthday. I remember their happy faces at my joy over such a small gift.I had been thinking a lot about what mam had said the night she died. I began to think back of my days of fun with friends at the park, arguments with my mam about my clothes, I loved them days. I decided that she was right, and that it was time to live up to my promise. Tomorrow I will go shopping, get a makeover and maybe get some ice-cream. Tomorrow will be the start of the true Hermione Granger.