A/N: I have so many ideas for new HP fanfics, and this idea have been in my mind for a long time. Don't worry I haven't forgotten about my other fanfics and I'm going to update on Obscure Reality and the last chapter of Crush on Percy as soon as possible, I'm also going to update my Mass Effect one, Secunda Vita, but for now I just wanted this out here on (: I don't have a BETA for this (Not a native English) So the grammar might be wrong sometimes, and I might need a bigger thesaurus, but I still try to do my best. This is going to be a Hermione/Gregory/Seamus love fanfic. No threesome, but it's going to evolve a lot. There's not enough Gregory/Mione or Seamus/Mione fanfics out there (: Hope you enjoy! Take care and thank you for taking the time to read this! /Tess


Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter as I'm not J.K Rowling. She is the amazing author to Harry Potter, and I'm just using her characters in my own creative way. (This is rated M so warning for you who don't like that)

Chapter 1

A long lost dream.


Vivid images of past distant memories went soaring through Hermione's mind. Faces surrounding her, people she hadn't seen in ages. Her former friends that she no longer kept in touch with. One face in particular caught her gaze, turning her head to get a better view of the blurry shadow. She saw the person give a tooth wide grin and started making its way over to her. Hermione tensed up, her pulse quickened and she recognised the same nervous feeling every time she was near 'him'. Now more uncomfortable then she was before she tried to turn and escape the situation but felt she was unable to move, and now it was already too late for that.

Hermione was now face to face with 'him', why was this affecting her so much. Regarding the smile on his lips still lingering as he watched her. Hermione stared at him back, gazing into the beautiful shade of blue eyes that she had once loved to stare into. He seemed happy to see her but she couldn't really say the same as only guilt and remorse came up in her mind.

She saw him run a hand through his short brown hair. Detecting that he was just as nervous as she was. Hermione could feel the red blush build up on her face highlighting her cheekbones in a complementing way. Although she didn't have time to focus on how to get rid of the blush as she felt his cold and rough hand place itself on her cheek. To which earned a small surprised gasp slipping through her pink lips. The feeling wasn't new or uncomfortable but instead she was filled with an enjoyable feeling which she thought she would never feel again. Some seconds after she heard him speak.

"Where were you all the time?" his voice sounded disappointed, but mostly betrayed that she had left him. He soon removed his hand from resting on her cheek. Hermione regrettably missed the feeling of his touch immediately and she felt the pang of guilt for leaving him and everyone else that she cared for.

"I had to, I couldn't stay...So much happened. There were too many pained memories reminding me of how many we already lost" Hermione sighed and shook her head, trying to avoid the piercing gaze she received from him. "I know there is no easy way to describe this, but it was for the better. I needed time to think time to heal and it was-"

"So you had to be gone for five years because of that?! Time to think?" he cut her out shortly, maybe a little bit too harsh because he sighed and calmed himself. "I figured you were better than that. You were supposed to be the smart one. Not the one that avoided consequences' and then just left from everyone that needed you..-"his voice felt hollow like it had been gone through so much pain. His glance went down to the ground. "I-I-I needed you Hermione. Ever thought about that?" he asked quietly, more to himself than to her. He sighed and looked up once again. "Of course you wouldn't understand. Because let's face it, you never needed me back."

He turned on his heel and Hermione's lower lip trembled and she tried reaching out with her hand to grab his shoulder but was shocked when she saw her hand go right through him, only catching thin air. Hermione frowned and started panicking, giving more effort to grab his shoulder, preventing him from walking away. "No! Not now! Don't do this to me. Give me five more minutes. I need more time! This is-"

Before she was able finish her last words her tiredly eyes snapped open. Staring out to a pale cold wall. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly and she could feel the cold sweat running down her forehead. Hermione blinked as it downed to her reality that it was just another dream. The same dream she used to have two years ago, she thought it had stopped but apparently not. Placing her hand on her forehead to wipe the sweat clean off her, and then rubbed her eyes.

A sudden move from the left side of the bed and a hand on her stomach made her almost shriek and jump by fright, making her fast reflexes accidentally hit the person beside her on the nose.

"Ouch Merlin! Hermione what the fuck are you doing?" he cursed out. His hand immediately up to his bruised nose. Hermione widen her eyes by the whole accidentally scene and felt a tinge of guilt in her stomach. "Oh my. I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen. It's just that you startled me and I guess my instincts told me to defend myself..." hoping that would be a sufficient answer.

He just raised an eyebrow at her."It was your instincts to defend yourself? From whom? Me?" he asked her incredulous, still rubbing his sore nose. Hermione bit her lower lip and met his eyes while she gave a small role with her own. "Well of course not. I meant that, what if you were an intruder. I would have to defend myself in some way." Her words were lacking conviction and he just shook his head. Honestly not believing her, removing his hand from the pained nose and showed around the room with his hand. "The house is warded in every room, plus you're a witch. Don't you think you could've defended yourself a litter better than a small punch?" he rolled his eyes with a sneer plastered on his face. Leaning closer to her he gave a gentle kiss on her shoulder.

"Besides don't you think your husband would've taken care of that intruder if he tried to harm my beautiful wife?" He smirked.

Hermione quirked a brow and snorted. "Don't be too full of yourself Greg. I'm still the brightest witch of the age. I think I could've handled myself." Giving a smirk on her own. "But thank you anyway" she smiled and leaned down to his level and kissed him on the cheek. To which he just chuckled at and smiled when he felt her lips on his skin. Pulling her closer to him with his strong masculine arms, spooning her.

"Keep telling yourself that luv, if it makes you feel better" he chuckled and nuzzled his face into the wavy hair, but lifted his head up again."But I know it's not the truth Hermione, you were never a good liar, so tell me. Was it the dream again?" he asked but already knew the answer. Hermione frowned and sighed, turning around with her body so she was facing him but avoiding eye contact. "Well yes. I haven't had the dream since two years ago. So it was just strange that I got the dream now" still frowning and then felt a thumb on her chin making her look up to his eyes.

"Maybe it's because we'll be moving back to the Wizarding World tomorrow, and you're scared to face your old friends-"

"I'm not scared." She hissed out trying to pull her face down again but was stopped by his hand. He gave a short sigh caressing her chin. "Maybe scared was the wrong way to put it, but perhaps you're uncertain how they would react. I bet they have a lot of questions for you. You left for five years without a word."

"Is this conversation going anywhere? It's like you're blaming me for leaving like the rest of them! You know why I left Gregory, and you're not the one to talk. You left as well" she stated with a pout and crossing her arms, she knew that she was out of line. Gregory remained calm and just raised a brow. "I'm not blaming you at all. I was just explaining that they would be curious to why you left and where you left. Besides, I told my friends why I left and I kept in touch with them." He sighed again and released the grip of her chin and looked up the ceiling. "Maybe this is a bad idea. Maybe I should decline the job offer at the Ministry and talk to-"

Hermione widen her eyes and straightened herself and sat up. "No! You can't decline the job offer! This is a life time opportunity and you always wanted to work with animals, and Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures is probably the better departments out there. So there is no way I'm letting you decline this job offer, I'm sorry that I behaved like a child. We have to move, I promise that it will all work out" she told him, or more like ordering him. Gregory had this goofy smile on his face and then pulled her closer to him letting the small reality control vanish in a passionate kiss even if Hermione tried to pull away from him but soon relaxed in his arms and kissed him back. When the kiss finished she leaned her forehead to his panting a bit.

"Wh-what was that about?" she chuckled. Gregory laughed and pushed a strand of her hair back from her face. "That was me saying thank you, and telling you that I love you" Hermione rolled her eyes, but blushed nonetheless. She loved the spontaneous kisses from him that always took her by surprise.

"Honestly though, thank you Hermione. I know it must be difficult for you but if will all be fine, and if not I will be there helping you on the way." He reassured her and kissed her on the nose. Hermione bit her lower lip, she didn't know about that. She was quite sure it was going to be worse than they expected, but she didn't want to concentrate on that. She smirked and inched closer to his earlobe giving a soft nibble. "How about making our last night in this house something to remember about?" she teased and heard him groan in pleasure already feeling the growing bulge.

"Mmm you read my mind, I think that sounds rather nice actually" he said as lifted her off him and hovered above her, earning a small giggle from Hermione. "Now Mrs Goyle, were we're we`" he smirked and was about to lean down to her lips and kiss her when they heard the door slide open and stopped with their actions.

"Mummy, I had a bad dream. Can I sleep with you here?" the four year old girl asked, standing by the door-frame holding her blue teddy bear. Hermione sighed "Looks like our plan just backfired" she whispered to her husband, he just laughed and rolled over to his side of the bed smiling down to the girl.

"Of course sweetheart" she said with her gentle tone and the four year old girl gave a tooth wide grin running up to them both, struggling with coming up to the bed. With Gregory's help she managed and crawled over to the middle of the bed and placed herself under the duvet, cuddling up to them both. Her teddy bear still tight to her body. "Good night mummy" she kissed Hermione on the cheek. "Goodnight daddy" she kissed Gregory on the cheek. They both smiled down to her. "Goodnight Claire, sleep tight" then she looked over to Gregory and gave a weak smile for their night being drastically changed. Leaning over Claire to kiss Gregory on the lips. "I love you, goodnight" she breathed upon his mouth.

He smiled into the lips "I love you too Hermione, goodnight" as they both placed themselves back to sleep Hermione's thoughts went swirling on and on. Hoping that everything would go fine tomorrow, that she wouldn't meet Harry and Ron, they probably would never forgive her from leaving. She sighed and then felt her eyelids getting heavy and shut her eyes, falling to sleep.


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