(A/N Something is wrong with the computer when I'm saving so there might be words missing. Enjoy!)
CHAPTER ONE
The year was 2020. Hermione had signed the divorcement papers and left that cold and gloomy place. "I should be happy," Hermione thought with sorrow, "I'm a free woman and yet I'm the most depressed I could be right now!"
Hermione had loved Ron for many years, but he had changed in the past 3 years. He had been going out and getting drunk and had been very demanding. She was sick of it and not going to let her children stay with him any longer!
She and her children had been staying with her friend, Luna (Lovegood) Scamander. Luna and Hermione were sitting at her table one day chatting. "Luna, what am I going to do? I'm 40 years old and I'm probably not going to find love again!" "Well…..You could always plant a garden and talk to the plants. I hear it's good for plants when you talk to them." Luna replied. Hermione giggled but then realized she was being serious.
Hermione started feeling pain. "Ugh.." Hermione leaned over in agony. She had fell and started to pass out. The last thing she remembered was Luna slowly walking over to her.
She later woke up to find she was at 's hospital. She tried to go back to sleep until she heard the door make a tiny squeak. Her eyes opened immediately. She was VERY surprised by who she saw.
There stood Draco Malfoy in a healer's uniform. The last time she saw him was three years ago when they were loading their children on the Hogwarts express.
He looked at her. "Oh you're up." he said tiredly. "Am I dreaming?..." Hermione asked him. "No. 'fraid not Granger. Yes I know, it's a surprise to see me healing you."He said casually. He was flipping through papers on his clipboard. "Do I have a cure yet?" she asked worriedly. His silver eyes looked at her brown. "Well, not yet. We know it's some muggle virus. Have you been stressed lately?" She squinted at him as if she was trying to determine what to say. He sighed. "You don't have to tell me why." He said impatiently. "Yes. Very." She replied.
He was walking out the room when he turned to her and said with his old smirk, "You've aged well."
He was right, she had. She didn't really look 40. Maybe 30 ,but 40? Not a bit. She didn't have very many wrinkles and if she did, they were very light. Also, she didn't have the frizzy hair she had when she was younger. She had voluminous waves now.
"Thanks I guess..." She said awkwardly. He nodded, closed the door, and got back to work.
Hermione went back to sleep and started having a nightmare which seemed more like a memory.
(A/N Dream in italic's) ~
Hermione was back at her and Ron's old home. It was 2:00 in the morning and Ron wasn't home. Hermione started to panic. She apparated to Ginny and Harry's home. Hermione banged on the door.
Harry came to the door. "The hell...What is it Hermione?..." Harry asked sleepily. "Where's Ron?! Was he with you at work today?! Have you spoken to him?!" Harry sighed. "Can't we talk about this in the morning?" Hermione slapped him hard. "FINE! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" "ANSWER MY QUESTIONS!" Harry looked her directly in the eyes. "I really don't know. He hasn't been himself lately." Harry responded sternly.
Somehow she found Ron passed out at a bar. She ran over to him. "RON! RON! ARE YOU OKAY?!" Ron looked at her with bloodshot eyes. "G-Get away from me woman..." He told her ,giving away he was completely wasted. He started to doze off again. "Ron! This isn't okay! You have two children!" He glared at her.
"Ron,Please..." She started to beg. "W-Wwwww..." He was going to say something, but he was way to drunk to even complete a word. Hermione tried to pull Ron up, but he was too heavy. "RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY! GET UP!" She screamed at him. "WHAT IF I DON'T WANT TO BE WITH YOU ANYMORE WOMAN! YOU CAN ROT IN HELL FOR ALL I CARE!"
She stopped pulling and stepped back with her eyes watering. She processed what he had just said.
Hermione woke up with tears in her eyes. She realized the dream she had was what she pretty much had to deal with for three years! "Hermione,Calm down." she thought to herself, "I don't have to deal with him anymore! Ron was an ass that let alcohol solve his problems, not me!"
She sat up and thought for a few minutes about the dream she just had. Her mind was racing a mile a minute when Draco walked in again. He looked at her and saw the bothered face she had. "Granger, Do I have to give you anxiety medicine?" She glared at him. "Why do you still call me Granger? I could be married and have changed my last name!" He gave her a weak smile. "Hermione...I know what happened between you and that weasel. Luna told me when she brought you here." "I'm sorry. It's just that...I feel like the old Ron died and was replaced by a monster." Draco looked to the ground as if he was having depressing flashbacks. "Hermione, my wife died a year ago and-" "Oh Draco! I didn't mean to offend you!" Hermione panicked. "I wasn't finished. I was just gonna say,I know how it feels to lose someone you loved." "I'm sorry Draco...your lost is much worse than mine." They were both silent for a minute. Draco broke the silence saying "I better get back to work ,Hermione." "Draco! Wait!" He turned to her immediately. She smiled. "Call me Granger. It makes me feel like I'm young again." He smiled and shook his head. "Bye Granger." "Bye Malfoy."