A/N: Hey guys. first of all I apologize for the grammar or tense errors. I
already use the grammar check but maybe there's still mistakes here and
there. I'm truly sorry for this, because I'm not very good at it since
English is not my first language. So please bear with me in this one.
Second, this is one of my first attempts to write a Harry Potter Fan Fic,
so it may still sux.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. you hear me?! NOTHING! Well maybe this computer. but. Harry Potter and gang belongs to the one and only J.K. Rowling. So please don't sue me.. for I have little money.
Anyway. enjoy the first chapter!
Chapter One: Paris
Hermione Granger stepped off the limousine that has carried her and her luggage from the airport to the beautiful hotel that lay open in front of her. A young man with the hotel's uniform quickly grabbed her luggage and directs her to the lobby inside.
Hermione was grateful for the warm atmosphere inside the hotel. Outside, thousand of snowflakes have descended from the sky above and covered Paris with its pure whiteness. She turned and headed for the desk where she checks in and was inform where her room is.
A bellboy carried her luggage to her room while she went to the little drugstore within the hotel to buy a newspaper. Muggle newspaper to be exact.
She went up to her suite and was taken aback by the view that her room window held. The window led to a balcony where you can see the glittering light of Paris sparkling the night away. The Eiffel tower could be seen as a monument shining brightly by its many little light attach to its body. She opened the balcony door and a soft wind played with her now slightly straight brown hair. She brush away a strand of hair and sighed. It's all so beautiful.she thought to herself.
A ring came from her handbag breaking her thought. She went back in and grabbed her vibrating phone. Instead of greeting the other person, she simply switches her phone off.
" This is vacation. no work means no cell phone." She reminded herself.
She checked what time it is and decide that she wants to go to sleep early. She peeled off her clothes one by one as she dragged herself to the marble bathroom. She made herself a nice hot bubble bath and soon afterwards she welcomes the warm water.
She had grabbed the newspaper that she had bought earlier and read some of its articles. One article caught her eyes. It was about the killing that has been going around in the world. Strange killings. Each country blamed other countries for this attacks and thought that it was terrorism. Deep down, Hermione knew that it was beyond that. It was the act of dark wizards and witches.
All this thinking gave her a headache and she stops reading. She leaned her head back and her body began to relax itself for the first time in 5 years. She enjoyed her bath for another half an hour. After all of the bubbles have been popped, she came out of the bathtub and dried herself. She changed into her pajamas and went directly to the queen sized bed.
She expected herself to fall asleep as soon as her head hit the soft pillows, but instead she lay awake tossing and turning for an hour. Finally getting irritated that she cannot rest, she got up and checked what time it is. Her watch was glowing 12:30. She suddenly felt a weird feeling inside her stomach. A feeling, which she hadn't felt in a long time. She turn her attention over to the watch as she sat it down on the night table. But she knew that the watch has set off the feeling.
You see the watch was no ordinary watch. It wasn't a muggle watch, or shall we say a normal watch. It was a watch that is magical. It glows when the person wants to know what time it is and it tells you things that you should have remembered. The screen could change into a mini TV that would play a mini video of a time that you have saved in the watch. The person, who gave Hermione the watch, saved some memories inside this watch.
Hermione picked up the watch again and gently rubbed the screen. It twitched and finally a clear moving picture could be seen.
The picture was none other than her in between to very handsome boys. One with flaming red hair and a mischievous grin and to her right stood a boy with dark black hair and a loving warm smile. Hermione in between the boys stood with her wild hair and twinkles in her eyes and a smile of pure happiness.
Hermione caress the picture lovingly and wished that she could go back to the days where she would spent the day with both of her best friends avoiding troubles.
Hermione sighed and a small drop of tear has escaped and fell on the watch. 'Oh no.not again ' Hermione thought. She somehow always cries whenever she reminisces about the days when she had attended Hogwarts. Deep down in her heart, she knew that she has never been happier than when she was with her two best friends, Ron Weasly and Harry Potter. Not even her promotion in the Ministry of International Magic has boosted her happiness. Sadly, she has lost contact with Ron and Harry as her career taken off.
She broke away her attention from the watch because she doesn't want to cry through out the night. Instead she changed into comfortable jeans and grabbed a sweater from one of her two suitcases. She grabbed her sneakers and her keys as she headed outside and down to the lobby. She had decided that a nice cup of tea would do well to her weary body.
Just as she stepped off the elevator, she heard a familiar voice. As she rounded the corner she bumped into someone, knocking his briefcase open and paper flew everywhere.
" Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry." Hermione started to apologize.
" No, no it's alright Miss." The young man said as he grabbed the papers and shoved it back inside his briefcase, before the young lady saw what was written on the papers.
" No it's completely my fault, I should have watch where I was going, I'm truly sorry sir." she trailed off as she looked up to whom the young man that she had bumped into.
The young man stared back in shocked but broke into a huge grin as he realized whom the young women is.
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Well Thanx for reading! Please review. cuz it just make my day (
Disclaimer: I own nothing. you hear me?! NOTHING! Well maybe this computer. but. Harry Potter and gang belongs to the one and only J.K. Rowling. So please don't sue me.. for I have little money.
Anyway. enjoy the first chapter!
Chapter One: Paris
Hermione Granger stepped off the limousine that has carried her and her luggage from the airport to the beautiful hotel that lay open in front of her. A young man with the hotel's uniform quickly grabbed her luggage and directs her to the lobby inside.
Hermione was grateful for the warm atmosphere inside the hotel. Outside, thousand of snowflakes have descended from the sky above and covered Paris with its pure whiteness. She turned and headed for the desk where she checks in and was inform where her room is.
A bellboy carried her luggage to her room while she went to the little drugstore within the hotel to buy a newspaper. Muggle newspaper to be exact.
She went up to her suite and was taken aback by the view that her room window held. The window led to a balcony where you can see the glittering light of Paris sparkling the night away. The Eiffel tower could be seen as a monument shining brightly by its many little light attach to its body. She opened the balcony door and a soft wind played with her now slightly straight brown hair. She brush away a strand of hair and sighed. It's all so beautiful.she thought to herself.
A ring came from her handbag breaking her thought. She went back in and grabbed her vibrating phone. Instead of greeting the other person, she simply switches her phone off.
" This is vacation. no work means no cell phone." She reminded herself.
She checked what time it is and decide that she wants to go to sleep early. She peeled off her clothes one by one as she dragged herself to the marble bathroom. She made herself a nice hot bubble bath and soon afterwards she welcomes the warm water.
She had grabbed the newspaper that she had bought earlier and read some of its articles. One article caught her eyes. It was about the killing that has been going around in the world. Strange killings. Each country blamed other countries for this attacks and thought that it was terrorism. Deep down, Hermione knew that it was beyond that. It was the act of dark wizards and witches.
All this thinking gave her a headache and she stops reading. She leaned her head back and her body began to relax itself for the first time in 5 years. She enjoyed her bath for another half an hour. After all of the bubbles have been popped, she came out of the bathtub and dried herself. She changed into her pajamas and went directly to the queen sized bed.
She expected herself to fall asleep as soon as her head hit the soft pillows, but instead she lay awake tossing and turning for an hour. Finally getting irritated that she cannot rest, she got up and checked what time it is. Her watch was glowing 12:30. She suddenly felt a weird feeling inside her stomach. A feeling, which she hadn't felt in a long time. She turn her attention over to the watch as she sat it down on the night table. But she knew that the watch has set off the feeling.
You see the watch was no ordinary watch. It wasn't a muggle watch, or shall we say a normal watch. It was a watch that is magical. It glows when the person wants to know what time it is and it tells you things that you should have remembered. The screen could change into a mini TV that would play a mini video of a time that you have saved in the watch. The person, who gave Hermione the watch, saved some memories inside this watch.
Hermione picked up the watch again and gently rubbed the screen. It twitched and finally a clear moving picture could be seen.
The picture was none other than her in between to very handsome boys. One with flaming red hair and a mischievous grin and to her right stood a boy with dark black hair and a loving warm smile. Hermione in between the boys stood with her wild hair and twinkles in her eyes and a smile of pure happiness.
Hermione caress the picture lovingly and wished that she could go back to the days where she would spent the day with both of her best friends avoiding troubles.
Hermione sighed and a small drop of tear has escaped and fell on the watch. 'Oh no.not again ' Hermione thought. She somehow always cries whenever she reminisces about the days when she had attended Hogwarts. Deep down in her heart, she knew that she has never been happier than when she was with her two best friends, Ron Weasly and Harry Potter. Not even her promotion in the Ministry of International Magic has boosted her happiness. Sadly, she has lost contact with Ron and Harry as her career taken off.
She broke away her attention from the watch because she doesn't want to cry through out the night. Instead she changed into comfortable jeans and grabbed a sweater from one of her two suitcases. She grabbed her sneakers and her keys as she headed outside and down to the lobby. She had decided that a nice cup of tea would do well to her weary body.
Just as she stepped off the elevator, she heard a familiar voice. As she rounded the corner she bumped into someone, knocking his briefcase open and paper flew everywhere.
" Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry." Hermione started to apologize.
" No, no it's alright Miss." The young man said as he grabbed the papers and shoved it back inside his briefcase, before the young lady saw what was written on the papers.
" No it's completely my fault, I should have watch where I was going, I'm truly sorry sir." she trailed off as she looked up to whom the young man that she had bumped into.
The young man stared back in shocked but broke into a huge grin as he realized whom the young women is.
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Well Thanx for reading! Please review. cuz it just make my day (