Oh Hey guys so this I legit started at like idk 3 in the morning because I have insomnia and it just kind of popped into my head haha and no I know that I do not own harry potter haha okay please review!
Chapter 1:
The sun is gleaming in through the thin shade, making bright shining spears on the opposite wall. The light maroon walls were tall and covered in newspaper clippings and moving photos. Nobody would blame you if your thought this was a Liberian's room, as all the walls had a book shelf filled to the brimmed lying against it.
In the king size bed and under the tangled covers and sheets lies none other then Hermione Jean Granger. Her beautiful face looked peaceful and her surprisingly tamed auburn hair lay peacefully beside her. Taking a closer look at the wall on the far side of the room, some of the photos where torn and ripped. This was not her doing but she figured that they had become feeble in the years that's they hung there.
It was 6:47A.M and Hermione was already up, although she refused to rise from bed. She reluctantly glanced at her door, on which hung her old St. Mungos' uniform. After the war was over, Hermione become a healer at St. Mungos and Ron and Harry went on to become aurors. Ginny surprisingly enough did not have a magical job, and went into the muggle fashion business. Harry and Ginny were still together despite their rough patches and were now living on a flat together. Unfortunately Hermione and Ron were not as lucky and their romance ended rather quickly after the war.
Seeing as it was almost 7 o'clock now, Hermione got out of bed slowly, picked up her wand and magicked the St. Mungos uniform away.
"I quit that job for a reason" she said tersely to herself and continued to the bathroom to take a quick shower. After she was done she combed her shiny hair, and rubbed tiredly at her dark brown eyes. She was on her way to her closest when she heard a loud pecking at her window and she flicked her wand as to let the bird in. The bird was a tan color and Hermione didn't recognize it. She gave the bird a cat treat (which it didn't take lightly) and tenderly uncoiled the parchment from its leg.
Dear Miss Hermione Jean Granger,
I recently heard about you decision to leave your position at St. Mungos as a healer. As much as I am sure that you will enjoy your free time, I'm sorry to admit that I would like your services at Grimmwald Place. Things have gotten quite out of hand lately and it would mean a great deal if you could step in for us at our time of need. I'm sorry for the short notice but we will need you to be here
by September 5. Thank you for your cooperation, and please send your answer as quickly as possible. My sincerest apologies,
Mr. Neville Longbottom
Hermione frowned down at the letter with confusion written all over her olive face. 'What in merlins beard could Neville need my help for in Grimmwald Place? That last I checked it was just a safe haven for those who need one' she thought to herself. She decided she better ask Harry, it was only logical that he, the owner of the house would know what it was being used for.
She got dressed quickly in dark jeans and a light green shirt. She walked cautiously over to the window and received the slight chill she was expecting. 'Note to self, before I walk anywhere today put as much layers on as possible' she sneered to herself and turned swiftly on her heels and out her bedroom door. She smiled kindly as her ginger cat rubbed against her legs as a good morning testament. 'Sorry Crookshanks, I need to go see Harry and he leaves pretty early in the morning, I'll be back I promise' she whispered and the cat plopped down in front of her as if not wanting her to go.
She walked out into her kitchen and took a quick sip of ice tea before grabbing her bag, turning on the spot, and appartating right into Harry and Ginny's living room. At first Hermione was shocked that the room wasn't occupied but then realized she'd have to be crazy to think Ginny was up and about at 7:20 in the morning. She placed her bag on the table and searched frantically for any sign of life.
"Harry!" She only raised her voice ever so slightly because if she learned anything it was not to wake Ginny up. An odd noise came from the kitchen and with it a voice followed.
"Hermione? Bloody hell! Would you mind telling me before you pop in? You nearly gave me a heart attack! Blimey." Harry met Hermione half way and although he sounded annoyed he had a huge grin in his face and gave his best friend a huge bear hug. Hermione hugged him back and immediately started laughing thinking about how many times she scared him when she popped in without telling him.
"Sorry Harry" she giggled uncontrollably for a minute "old habits die hard. Now make me some breakfast with a side of fire whisky would you? You know it's quite early." Harry shot her a look of death but abide by her wishes with just a flick of his wand.
"So what brings you here?" Harry said politely as he sipped his butterbear and gave her a weary smile. It was obvious that his job was wearing off on him. His face was gaunt and he always haunted eyes were red and small compared to normal. Harry Potter obvious wasn't getting much sleep and for once Hermione actually thought he looked vulnerable.
"Well I was wondering what is going on at Grimmwald Place." Harry gave her a confused look and she took the note she had gotten earlier out of her pocket and handed it to him. "Neville sent me that this morning and I have no idea what he could possibly need from me. I'm obviously going to help him either way but I would like to know what I'm getting myself into" she finished and sighed, for she had forgotten to breathe while uttering that sentence.
"Well 'Mione, the last update I got from him said that he was starting an orphanage for all those kids who are abandoned or even ran away." Harry placed the note back on the table and Hermione noticed a sense of pride that Harry had when speaking about Neville's achievements.
"And they need a healer why?" She was starting to worry.
"He never said he needs you to heal people maybe he just can't handle the kids with the few people he has." Harry said wisely sensing that Hermione jumped to the worse conclusion when she connected the children and her old job as a healer.
"Few people?" He gaze hardened "I thought I was just Neville..."
"'Mione relax! He's not doing anything illegal! He hired a few people to help him out. He's not dumb, he knew he couldn't do it by himself" he stated reasonably but Hermione was already in attack mood at learning the information she thought she should've been informed of.
"And whom exactly did he hire?"
"Err..."
"Harry!"
"Okay he hired Luna, Dean, and err..." He paused and looked up at her as if questioning if she needed the last name. Boy if looks could kill Harry would be dead right now. "And errr...Malfoy" he whispered this.
So? How'd you like it? Just so you know I cut this chapter in like three different places until I finally made a decision haha!
