Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and any other characters in that series.

Author's Note: Hey! I'd just like to say, this is my second try at making a good story, I have to admit that my last one was boring at first, but it got good after eight chapters. It got really twisted in all the plots, and I couldn't untangle them! This time, I'm sticking to my story plan.

The genre is romance, and it's between Hermione and Draco. I'm not going to start it yet though. This is about a difficult life, and how hate can lead to love.

Hope you enjoy this story!!

Chapter 1

17th June

It was all over. The horrific sight of hexed bodies' lay everywhere. The grounds of Hogwarts would be stained forever. Among the few who survived this war, were Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger.

Her robes ripped and slashed, right arm broken, and wounds across her face and legs, she stood with great difficulty and looked around her. It took a few seconds to take in the body, which lay strewn before her – Harry Potter.

Hermione had fought so hard, struggled with so much pain to save him, yet it felt like she had done nothing. Her knees became weak and she collapsed in a heap beside the man who was her best friend.

Ron opened his eyes and the black curtain faded only to be replaced by a disgusting view of distorted bodies. He groaned and slowly moved his gaze on the sole person moving. His two best friends lay in a heap beside him. He got to his knees and crawled towards Harry and Hermione.

"Hermione," Ron croaked into her ear softly, "Hermione, come on. We've got to get out of here."

Hermione lifted her face and Ron saw fresh salty tears streak through blood.

"He's dead," Hermione spoke in a low, but shaky voice, "He's gone – Harry Potter is no more!"

This war had killed Harry, Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Percy Weasley, Bill Weasley, and Remus Lupin, half the members of the Order of the Phoenix, Lord Voldemort, and some Deatheaters.

The Great War was over, and with it were many noble lives.

3 Months Later

Hermione was back in the muggle realm. Her life had turned upside-down that horrible night. The cruelty of it was still vivid in her mind. But she had to get over it; after all today she would be eighteen.

"Happy Birthday!"

Hermione smiled, "Hey Mum, Dad."

Her lounge had transformed from a boring, tidy office, to a…a boring, quite tidy office.

"I see you've used the straightener," Mrs Granger nodded in admiration of her daughter's hazel brown hair.

"I still think it was a bad idea," Mr Granger sighed.

"Now, now," Mrs Granger replied, "Honey, you look wonderful."

"Thanks Mum," Hermione hugged her parents.

Hermione stepped around her mother and walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, and Hermione! Someone's here to see you!" Mrs Granger called.

Hermione stopped in front of the door and groaned silently, that jerk her parents adored was here – Cal Hawk.

Of course her parents loved him, he was good looking (probably had plastic surgery), was rich (probably stole he cash), and had got a place in Cambridge University (probably bribed the headmaster to let him in).

Hermione sighed at the thought of university. So far, her parents had told her that they had sent an application for Cambridge. They thought that she could start a new beginning and lead a muggle life. She hoped she wouldn't get a place, not only would she have to see Cal everyday, but she would have to give up her magic, and magic was a part of her life.

She had gone behind her parents backs and sent off applications to some jobs in the magical realm, and so far had only received a copy of the Witch Weekly catalogue.

Hermione sighed and stepped into the kitchen. She was right.

"Hermione," Cal purred, "You look great."

He lent forward to kiss her cheek, but Hermione walked past him, "Is that the best you could come up with? Great?"

At that moment, Hermione's parents came in, "Hermione! You've got a place in Cambridge!"

Author's Note: Well, what do you think? Do you think this could be good, or just plain boring? Please let me know in a review, I accept anonymous ones too.