A/N Enjoy the story nothing much to say here.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything.
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Chapter One
He looked at the figure sleeping next to him. Her naked body was covered up with the bed sheets.
He smoothed out her ruffled hair and brushed them out of her eyes. She was sleeping so soundly like the silence of deep snow. Nothing in the world could wake her up now, not even his disappearance.
He slowly got out of the bed and put on his robes. Then with a final kiss on her lips, he left.
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Hermione slapped on some ham and cheese on the sandwich she was making.
"Mommy, is it done yet?" A childish whine came from a seven year old girl.
"Just a minute now, Audrielle. Please be patient," Hermione said exasperatedly to her daughter for what seems like the twelfth time.
Finally Hermione smacked on the top bread and handed the sandwich to Audrielle.
"Mommy is going to leave soon. Your babysitter will be coming any moment now, I want you to be a good girl and not cause any trouble for Mrs. Kashino," Hermione carefully explained to her.
"But mommy, where are you going? You're always gone," Audrielle whined.
"Well, mommy is going to an important banquet in my honor."
"Why can't I come?"
"Because you'll get bored and want to come home after a few minutes. Besides you like Mrs. Kashino don't you?"
Audrielle nodded.
"Then go play in the living room while mommy get ready," Hermione gave her a little budge.
She trudged upstairs into the master bedroom. The fancy evening dress she picked out for herself lay on the bed. Hermione put on the black strapless gown that flowed down to her feet. Then she applied makeup and added a few accessories and finally put on black pumps to match her outfit. Last she draped sheer silver shawl over her shoulders to complete the look.
Hermione walked downstairs into the living room and looked around.
"Mrs. Kashino's still not here yet, I wonder what happened to her, she's never late," Hermione stated.
"Maybe she's too busy with Mr. Kashino," Audrielle replied.
Everyone in the city knew about Mrs. Kashino's famous motorcycle husband.
"I hope she shows up soon, I'm going to be late," Hermione sneaked a glance at the clock; the banquet was going to start in ten minutes.
"Why don't you go mommy, I can take care of myself until Mrs. Kashino comes," Audrielle offered.
"But, honey, I hate leaving you alone; you're still just a child."
"But, mom, I've been by my self plenty of times. I'm a big girl now!"
Hermione laughed at her daughter's stubbornness, it certainly came from her father. Hermione winced involuntarily as she remember Audrielle's father.
"Are you alright mommy," Audrielle sounded worried.
"I'm fine honey."
Hermione looked at the clock again then back at her daughter.
"Oh, I really don't like the idea of leaving you alone. But if I don't go soon, I'm going to be late," Hermione slowly, running through possible choices over in her mind, "I hate doing this, but I guess you can stay here alone until Mrs. Kashino comes."
"You can trust me mommy!" Audrielle said proudly.
"I know I can, you're my daughter after all," Hermione smiled lovingly at Audrielle, "Alright then, I guess I better get going. You have fun with Mrs. Kashino."
Then with a tiny last kiss Hermione apparated out of the house.
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"Is everything ready to go?" A cold voice asked.
"Yes sir, we've waiting for her to go," A second voice replied.
"Alright then proceed with the plan, and I'm warning you, do not screw it up, your life is at stake."
With a short bow, the second man apparated onto the streets of a silent neighborhood. He positioned himself in the shadow of a maple tree. The houses around him were very well built featuring many European styles. Maple, mahogany and birch trees lined the side walks casting a sheet of darkness over the road hiding any possible movements. Across from him was a large two story Spanish styled house complete with a courtyard.
He waited there for five minutes before a young woman with blonde hair strolled up the street in a hurry. The girl clutched her worn out purse by her side protecting it from potential robbers. The street light reflected on her face showing her annoyance.
He observed her for several more steps before he pulled out his wand and carefully aimed it at her. With a silent whisper, the woman fell to the ground without disturbing her surroundings.
He then transferred her body into a crowd of bushes, concealing her body. The man waited for another ten minutes until an owl few over the house. That was the signal.
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Hermione stepped into the great ballroom of the ministry of magic. A rush of people greeted her; she wasn't surprised at all this was her night. Well you might be wondering what Hermione did to deserve such a great audience. Well it was simple, Hermione, being the brilliant person that she was had invented a self spelling wand.
The dinning hall was decorated with her favorite colors, blue and silver. Plates of real silver gleamed under a stately chandelier. She sat down at the head of the table and soon was joined by many of her colleagues.
After they finished the seven course meal, Hermione's boss stood up on the raised platform to introduce Hermione.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I thank you for coming here today to celebrate the truly historical moment."
Loud clapping.
"I'm sure that you all know the reason why you're here. Some came for the expansion of knowledge. Some to make business deals and others came for the free meal."
Scattered laughter.
"I remember when Miss Granger was a newly graduate of Hogwarts. She was a fine and mature lady back then as well. When she came here searching for a job, I knew the moment I laid my eyes on her that one day she would go down in history, and now she will. Without further ado I introduce to you the one and only Hermione Granger."
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He walked across the streets and knocked loudly on the door. A sound of running feet greeted him.
"Who is it?" A girl's voice asked.
"I'm a friend of your mommy, she forgot something at home and she asked me to get it for her," the man replied.
On the other side of the door Audrielle bite her lips in frustration. Should she open the door, her mom always taught her to never open the door to strangers. But then the man said he was a friend of her mommy. What if her mom really did need something that was important? Audrielle stood there and stared at the door for a few minutes before reaching her final decision.
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Clapping erupted in the great hall.
Hermione stepped onto the platform and kissed her boss on both side of his cheeks, it was tradition. She looked at the many faces that were waiting for her to speak; she looked down at her notes and began.
"I am most honored to be here this evening. For years I wanted to make the wizarding a better place for all and now I have done it. When I was a seventeen year old girl, I searched for a job that would challenge me. I didn't want a regular job like everyone else; I wanted to do something that would be worth while. Then one rainy day I stumbled onto the Research Development Center for Magic, that moment I knew it was right to me."
"I stared out like most people, working on magical analysis, then one day my boss, Mr. Finley, appointed me as the head researcher for his new project. I was so excited at the things I could learn and produce. It took a long time, nine years to be exact, but I finally did it. Ladies and gentlemen I've invented the first self spelling wand!"
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He could tell the girl was trying to figure out whether she should open the door or not. He waited patiently; finally he heard a tiny click signifying the lock has been opened. He grinned to himself, children are so easily fooled.
Before the girl could say anything, he whipped out his wand and muttered a spell. Immediately the girl collapsed lifelessly in his arms. He looked down at the girl's fair features. Her skin was fair with a little of an olive tone to it. Her hair was strawberry blonde styled in ringlets that fell to her shoulder blades. Her face was shaped... just like her mother's. With a glance up and down the street he apparated with the girl.
A woman with dark hair was waiting for him.
"Good you have the girl, what should we do now?"
"Continue with the plan you know where to go."
The woman tossed the girl into a muggle car, perfect disguise for a kidnap. Then she was gone.
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Hermione finished her speech and stepped down from the platform. The dancing started in the center floor.
Hermione sat there watching other couples get up and dance. They looked so happy to be in each other's arms. It was a long time ago since Hermione had been like that. For some reason after her last relationship Hermione could never convince herself to go out again. Something stopped her from doing so, a deep secret in side of her.
"Miss would you like to dance with me?"
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The man went back to the girl's house. The door was wide open as if welcoming him into their home. He stepped inside and closed the door shut, and thus began one of the greatest kidnap cases in the history of the magical world.
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Hermione looked up a saw a god standing there. His natural blonde hair lined the side of his face. He had a rich caramel colored eyes, and peach colored lips. Even though he was wearing a tuxedo Hermione could still she his well fined built. He looked strangely familiar to Hermione, but she couldn't remember where she had seen the man.
"Um...sure," Hermione said hesitantly.
The guy swept her into his arms and led her to the dance floor. A slow dance began. The guy put his arms around her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Hermione blushed as she felt the warmness of his skin. Seeing Hermione's embarrassment he shot her an encouraging smile which Hermione returned.
When the dance ended he led her back to her seat and engaged her in a conversation. The end of the party came all too soon for Hermione, she didn't want to stop talking to the wonderful man.
"Where do you live, do you want me to take you home?"
"It's alright I'll just apparate, but thanks anyways."
"I really enjoyed spending time with you Hermione, could I see you again?"
Hermione knew he was going to ask her that. Part of her wanted to kiss him and say yes, but the dark side of her reminded her of her little secret. Hermione looked at him and sighed.
"I'm sorry, but I can't."
The man gave her a short nod then excused himself.
Hermione watched the handsome man weaved into another crowd leaving her alone in the corner. Then she realized that she didn't even ask him for his name, but it's not like it mattered.
Just like that another man had disappeared from her life just like all the others.
Hermione sighed and picked up her purse. She walked over to her boss and bid him goodnight despite his attempts to try to get her to stay.
Hermione concentrated on her house and her daughter and with a pop she arrived outside her house. She took out her keys and was about to put in into the lock but the door swung open.
"Hello Hermione welcome home..."
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A/N I hope you guys liked the first chapter. If you think this story is hopeless please tell me, I don't want to end the story after ten chapters because no one is reading it. Thanks! R&R