Summary: With Viktor gone Hermione must learn to love again.

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A/N: I really hope you like this one. My last story SUXED, hopefully this will be better.





Chapter one:

Fighting back the tears Hermione slipped into her dress robes, still unable to believe that she was going to the Yule Ball. She had gone to the Ball with Viktor the year before, but he was Gone now. The only person she had ever loved was gone, killed by Voldemort only a month into the summer.

Why? That was a question she had asked herself many times but had never been able to answer. Viktor was an amazing person, why anyone would want him dead was beyond her.

The funeral was huge; the cemetery had been filled with friends, family, and fans.

She found it hard to believe that anyone could grieve more than she was at that moment.

She remembered the single red rose she had dropped into the hole along with some teardrops.

But it was over now; he had been gone for several months. Everyone kept telling her that she would get over it, but how could they be so sure? As much as she wanted to she could not get over Viktor.

Hermione managed to push the funeral out of her mind and proceed with getting ready.

She had decided not to try as hard this year. Her hair remained bushy and she wore no makeup. Her robes were black out of respect for Viktor. She Knew Ron wouldn't care he somehow understood, although she was not sure how.

Someone knocked on the door, it was Ron. She smoothed out her Dress robes and walked some of the hardest steps she has ever walked, the steps to the Yule ball.





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