A/N: My first fanfic, please go easy on it!!
Disclaimer: HP belongs to JK Rowling, i don't own it, so don't sue me.
Summary: [D/Hr] Hermione Granger decides to change a little after her father has passed away. Little does she know, it'll have major effects on a certain someone...
Power to Change, Accept, and Love.
Chapter 1: New home, New life, New me.
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~~~Flashback~~~
"Hermione." Mrs Granger nodded at Hermione sadly at King's Cross Station at the end of her 6th year at Hogwarts.
"Hey mum." Hermione greeted her back with a hug and just as sad.
"I'm sorry I couldn't make it back for dad's......you know..."
Mrs Granger trembled and wept silently.
"Don't worry mum, he's only gone to a better place, and he'll always be watching over us."
Mrs Granger just smiled weakly.
~~~end Flashback~~~
Hermione's father passed away while she was still at school. She didn't have the time to return home, or to attend the funeral, her being prefect and all. She was terribly angry and depressed. More depressed than angry though, as its obviously not her fault the school was in chaos, with Voldemort attacking just before school was out, and the casualties lost on both sides.
She was depressed, for she couldn't even see her father one last time before he left the world. But she knew his time has come for him to leave and she knew, even though someone you love has died, he/she will stay in your heart forever. Her father suffered from a terrible disease before she had begun her 6th year. Hermione knew he didn't have a long time, but she didn't expected it to be before she came home.
It was now two days before she will have to return to Hogwarts. Sitting in her room with two letters in hand, she recalled the day at the station. She and her mother both left the town they used to live in, when her father was still alive, to the outskirts of London. There they settled in a large apartment area with three bedrooms. The summer has been rather quiet and quite different to her past summers. Her mother, if she weren't working at her new job in a nearby hotel, she was mostly locked in her room, leaving Hermione to cook and clean for herself. (Not that she isn't experienced.)
She looked down to the letter in her hand. One was left from her father, the other was from Hogwarts. She reread the first letter.
Dearest my one and only daughter Hermione,
I suppose by the time this letter has reached your hands, I would have left the world already. I know won't be able to see you before summer starts. Don't worry, I don't blame you in the slightest, due to you being prefect and all. I know your mother will be depressed, so please look after her for me, won't you? I hope you will study hard and make our family proud. Not that we aren't already. Some things are destined to happen, we can't make any changes. Please take care, and remember that I'll always love you. I wish you well for your future and hope that it will be filled with happiness. I'll always watch over you.
Love you always: Dad
Here she sniffed. *Don't worry dad, I'll be alright* She looked onto her other letter, from Hogwarts.
Dear Hermione Granger,
We, staff of Hogwarts, hereby are proud to announce that you have been made Head Girl of Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, for the upcoming school year. You will be working alongside the Head Boy, Draco Malfoy of Slytherin. Congratulations Ms Granger for the hard efforts you've made.
Albus Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
*Great* she thought. *Malfoy is Head Boy, just what the world needs*
Hermione Granger looked at her reflection in the mirror. She has changed. Her brown hair is now straight down to mid-waist and streaked blond and her clothes are the hipster type. Along with her new look, her attitude has changed alittle too. She is not going to lose her temper this year. Well, at least she'll try not to.
*Enough thinking, I'll just go grab something to munch on.* She left her room and wandered out into the hallway. Too lazy to cook tonight, she decided to go down the street to buy something to eat. She walked passed her mother's room, which was locked as always.
"Mum, I'm going down the street to grab something for dinner, do you want anything?"
No reply.
"Mum...?"
"A cup of coffee with choc-chip biscuits please , Hermione"
"Alright"
She grab her purse, a cloak, and a pair of sandals before slipping out the door. She sighed, *Its not as if I haven't tried to talk to her. She just doesn't listen. I suppose if she wants to stay in her room all day, she can.* She walked passed a newsagent, where she purchased a magazine; a hair salon, where she got her hair done two weeks ago; the docters; a supermarket; Pavillion Hotel, where her mother works, to Cammy's Corner Cafe, where she bought herself a chicken salad burger, a strawberry milkshake and a cup of coffee with choc-chip biscuits for her mother. She looked across the road to where a huge shopping mall was. *Sure busy around here, even late at night.*
She walked back the way she came from to the supermarket where she stopped to buy bread, milk and cereal for breakfast tomorrow morning. On her way home, she passed a white house with lime green window shutters. Outside the house were two children running around the garden, both aged 6.
"Good Evewing, My-nee!" the children chorused.
"Good evening to you both as well, Chels and Cam!" Hermione smiled down at them.
Chelsie grinned while Cameron piped up, "My-nee! Mummy wanted to see you!"
"Did she? oh alright."
They nodded, giggled and took off again around the garden.
Hermione walked up the front steps to the door and pressed the bell.
A middle-aged woman opened the door with a smile. "Good Evening Hermione! I was just about to come round to your place."
"Evening Mrs Repenson, I was down by the cafe and on my way home Chelsie and Cameron told me you wanted to see me."
"Ahh, yes, I was wondering if you have time tomorrow? I was hoping you were able to watch over Cam and Chels for me."
"Oh I'll be delighted, what time should I come over then?"
"As early as possible until 10pm, if thats ok. It my husband's and my 10th anniversary tomorrow. I was hoping we can spend the day alone."
"I understand, okay then, I'll be round as soon as I finished breakfast."
"That will be lovely Hermione, I'm really sorry for all the trouble."
"That's alright Mrs Repenson, I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"Have a great evening love."
Hermione walked down the cleanly swept steps towards the front gate. "I'll see you tomorrow Chels and Cam!"
"Bye My-nee!" they yelled in unison.
She sighed again as she headed home. *A lovely way to earn money and to have a good time. Chelsie and Cameron are the sweetest kids around here.* She walked into Millenium Apartment. *I never would have been the one to babysit for kids.* She nodded to Trisha who works in the Lobby area, and smiled at Mrs McWinterston who was checking her mail. *But now I find it terribly fun.* Well, as fun as babysitting could get. She took the stairs up to the second level and walked to her front door where she fumbled around for her keys. *But until I find some other job, helping neighbours is a grand idea.* Upon enetering apartment 202 she kicked off her shoes, placed her keys and purse on the table and headed to her mother's room.
"Mum, I'm back with your dinner!" she called. *If you can actually call this dinner*
The bedroom door opened to reveal a middle-aged woman with should-length auburn-coloured hair, pulled back into a bun, and dressed in a turtleneck sweater along with pyjama bottoms and slippers.
"Thank you 'Mione."
"No problem mum." With that she closed the door and locked it.
Hermione headed back to her room and settled in her mini-lounge as she called it, consisting of an armchair, small side table and a tall floor- lamp. There she started eating her 'dinner'.
Tap, Tap, Tap. Just as she was finishing the last of her strawberry milkshake, she turned her head towards the half-drawn curtains to see a snowy-white owl perched on the windowsill outside.
*Must be a letter from Harry or Ron* she thought, since Harry was staying the last three weeks of summer at The Burrow. *Or both.*
She stood up and stretched before walking towards the patiently wating owl. "Hello Hedwig." she cooed. Hedwig nipped her affectionately on the hand as she untied the scroll of parchment on the owl's leg. She unscrolled the parchment and read:
Dearest Hermione,
Hey, how's the last few days of summer? Two days left till school. Funny how time passes when ones having fun. *Fun?* she thought. *If you actually call moping around the house all day fun* I am writing to say that we'll meet at King's Cross on the 1st since we didn't see you at Diagon Alley yesterday. Guess who who bumped into? Malfoy. And as usual, we got into a fight. I know what you're going to say, so don't bother. 'Fighting again? lucky school hasn't started yet, or else you'll be doing detention'... hahaha. I was only kidding, didn't mean to imitate you or anything! Anyways, hope you are well.
Your friend, Harry.
Me too! -Ron
Yes, she didn't go to Diagon Alley a few days ago, having already bought her things a while back. Fighting with Malfoy? Well, that sure isn't a first and never will be the last. She grabbed a nearby sheet of paper and scribbled back a reply.
Dear Harry and Ron,
Sorry I couldn't make it a few days ago at Diagon Alley. I was occupied. Fighting with Malfoy again? yeh, you ARE lucky school hasn't started yet, or else you WILL be doing detention. Anyways, I'll see you on September the first at King's Cross then.
Hermione.
She tied the letter onto Hedwig and watched her fly off into the moonlit sky. She then drew the curtains close and made her way to the bathroom, getting ready for bed.
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A/N: Theres chapter one up! I hope you'll enjoy it, but to me it sounds bad. I figured I should start writing, so I spent days thinking up something to write. I haven't got the other chapters figured out yet. But please tell me how this one went, and please read and review!
~Soft Blue Kisses~
Disclaimer: HP belongs to JK Rowling, i don't own it, so don't sue me.
Summary: [D/Hr] Hermione Granger decides to change a little after her father has passed away. Little does she know, it'll have major effects on a certain someone...
Power to Change, Accept, and Love.
Chapter 1: New home, New life, New me.
***********************************************************************
~~~Flashback~~~
"Hermione." Mrs Granger nodded at Hermione sadly at King's Cross Station at the end of her 6th year at Hogwarts.
"Hey mum." Hermione greeted her back with a hug and just as sad.
"I'm sorry I couldn't make it back for dad's......you know..."
Mrs Granger trembled and wept silently.
"Don't worry mum, he's only gone to a better place, and he'll always be watching over us."
Mrs Granger just smiled weakly.
~~~end Flashback~~~
Hermione's father passed away while she was still at school. She didn't have the time to return home, or to attend the funeral, her being prefect and all. She was terribly angry and depressed. More depressed than angry though, as its obviously not her fault the school was in chaos, with Voldemort attacking just before school was out, and the casualties lost on both sides.
She was depressed, for she couldn't even see her father one last time before he left the world. But she knew his time has come for him to leave and she knew, even though someone you love has died, he/she will stay in your heart forever. Her father suffered from a terrible disease before she had begun her 6th year. Hermione knew he didn't have a long time, but she didn't expected it to be before she came home.
It was now two days before she will have to return to Hogwarts. Sitting in her room with two letters in hand, she recalled the day at the station. She and her mother both left the town they used to live in, when her father was still alive, to the outskirts of London. There they settled in a large apartment area with three bedrooms. The summer has been rather quiet and quite different to her past summers. Her mother, if she weren't working at her new job in a nearby hotel, she was mostly locked in her room, leaving Hermione to cook and clean for herself. (Not that she isn't experienced.)
She looked down to the letter in her hand. One was left from her father, the other was from Hogwarts. She reread the first letter.
Dearest my one and only daughter Hermione,
I suppose by the time this letter has reached your hands, I would have left the world already. I know won't be able to see you before summer starts. Don't worry, I don't blame you in the slightest, due to you being prefect and all. I know your mother will be depressed, so please look after her for me, won't you? I hope you will study hard and make our family proud. Not that we aren't already. Some things are destined to happen, we can't make any changes. Please take care, and remember that I'll always love you. I wish you well for your future and hope that it will be filled with happiness. I'll always watch over you.
Love you always: Dad
Here she sniffed. *Don't worry dad, I'll be alright* She looked onto her other letter, from Hogwarts.
Dear Hermione Granger,
We, staff of Hogwarts, hereby are proud to announce that you have been made Head Girl of Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, for the upcoming school year. You will be working alongside the Head Boy, Draco Malfoy of Slytherin. Congratulations Ms Granger for the hard efforts you've made.
Albus Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
*Great* she thought. *Malfoy is Head Boy, just what the world needs*
Hermione Granger looked at her reflection in the mirror. She has changed. Her brown hair is now straight down to mid-waist and streaked blond and her clothes are the hipster type. Along with her new look, her attitude has changed alittle too. She is not going to lose her temper this year. Well, at least she'll try not to.
*Enough thinking, I'll just go grab something to munch on.* She left her room and wandered out into the hallway. Too lazy to cook tonight, she decided to go down the street to buy something to eat. She walked passed her mother's room, which was locked as always.
"Mum, I'm going down the street to grab something for dinner, do you want anything?"
No reply.
"Mum...?"
"A cup of coffee with choc-chip biscuits please , Hermione"
"Alright"
She grab her purse, a cloak, and a pair of sandals before slipping out the door. She sighed, *Its not as if I haven't tried to talk to her. She just doesn't listen. I suppose if she wants to stay in her room all day, she can.* She walked passed a newsagent, where she purchased a magazine; a hair salon, where she got her hair done two weeks ago; the docters; a supermarket; Pavillion Hotel, where her mother works, to Cammy's Corner Cafe, where she bought herself a chicken salad burger, a strawberry milkshake and a cup of coffee with choc-chip biscuits for her mother. She looked across the road to where a huge shopping mall was. *Sure busy around here, even late at night.*
She walked back the way she came from to the supermarket where she stopped to buy bread, milk and cereal for breakfast tomorrow morning. On her way home, she passed a white house with lime green window shutters. Outside the house were two children running around the garden, both aged 6.
"Good Evewing, My-nee!" the children chorused.
"Good evening to you both as well, Chels and Cam!" Hermione smiled down at them.
Chelsie grinned while Cameron piped up, "My-nee! Mummy wanted to see you!"
"Did she? oh alright."
They nodded, giggled and took off again around the garden.
Hermione walked up the front steps to the door and pressed the bell.
A middle-aged woman opened the door with a smile. "Good Evening Hermione! I was just about to come round to your place."
"Evening Mrs Repenson, I was down by the cafe and on my way home Chelsie and Cameron told me you wanted to see me."
"Ahh, yes, I was wondering if you have time tomorrow? I was hoping you were able to watch over Cam and Chels for me."
"Oh I'll be delighted, what time should I come over then?"
"As early as possible until 10pm, if thats ok. It my husband's and my 10th anniversary tomorrow. I was hoping we can spend the day alone."
"I understand, okay then, I'll be round as soon as I finished breakfast."
"That will be lovely Hermione, I'm really sorry for all the trouble."
"That's alright Mrs Repenson, I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"Have a great evening love."
Hermione walked down the cleanly swept steps towards the front gate. "I'll see you tomorrow Chels and Cam!"
"Bye My-nee!" they yelled in unison.
She sighed again as she headed home. *A lovely way to earn money and to have a good time. Chelsie and Cameron are the sweetest kids around here.* She walked into Millenium Apartment. *I never would have been the one to babysit for kids.* She nodded to Trisha who works in the Lobby area, and smiled at Mrs McWinterston who was checking her mail. *But now I find it terribly fun.* Well, as fun as babysitting could get. She took the stairs up to the second level and walked to her front door where she fumbled around for her keys. *But until I find some other job, helping neighbours is a grand idea.* Upon enetering apartment 202 she kicked off her shoes, placed her keys and purse on the table and headed to her mother's room.
"Mum, I'm back with your dinner!" she called. *If you can actually call this dinner*
The bedroom door opened to reveal a middle-aged woman with should-length auburn-coloured hair, pulled back into a bun, and dressed in a turtleneck sweater along with pyjama bottoms and slippers.
"Thank you 'Mione."
"No problem mum." With that she closed the door and locked it.
Hermione headed back to her room and settled in her mini-lounge as she called it, consisting of an armchair, small side table and a tall floor- lamp. There she started eating her 'dinner'.
Tap, Tap, Tap. Just as she was finishing the last of her strawberry milkshake, she turned her head towards the half-drawn curtains to see a snowy-white owl perched on the windowsill outside.
*Must be a letter from Harry or Ron* she thought, since Harry was staying the last three weeks of summer at The Burrow. *Or both.*
She stood up and stretched before walking towards the patiently wating owl. "Hello Hedwig." she cooed. Hedwig nipped her affectionately on the hand as she untied the scroll of parchment on the owl's leg. She unscrolled the parchment and read:
Dearest Hermione,
Hey, how's the last few days of summer? Two days left till school. Funny how time passes when ones having fun. *Fun?* she thought. *If you actually call moping around the house all day fun* I am writing to say that we'll meet at King's Cross on the 1st since we didn't see you at Diagon Alley yesterday. Guess who who bumped into? Malfoy. And as usual, we got into a fight. I know what you're going to say, so don't bother. 'Fighting again? lucky school hasn't started yet, or else you'll be doing detention'... hahaha. I was only kidding, didn't mean to imitate you or anything! Anyways, hope you are well.
Your friend, Harry.
Me too! -Ron
Yes, she didn't go to Diagon Alley a few days ago, having already bought her things a while back. Fighting with Malfoy? Well, that sure isn't a first and never will be the last. She grabbed a nearby sheet of paper and scribbled back a reply.
Dear Harry and Ron,
Sorry I couldn't make it a few days ago at Diagon Alley. I was occupied. Fighting with Malfoy again? yeh, you ARE lucky school hasn't started yet, or else you WILL be doing detention. Anyways, I'll see you on September the first at King's Cross then.
Hermione.
She tied the letter onto Hedwig and watched her fly off into the moonlit sky. She then drew the curtains close and made her way to the bathroom, getting ready for bed.
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A/N: Theres chapter one up! I hope you'll enjoy it, but to me it sounds bad. I figured I should start writing, so I spent days thinking up something to write. I haven't got the other chapters figured out yet. But please tell me how this one went, and please read and review!
~Soft Blue Kisses~