Chapter 1: Torin
Hermione Granger left the small flat she shared with her fiancée, and stepped into the bright May sunlight. The wedding was looming, it was only two months away. She was very busy between planning the wedding and attending the University and she barely even saw Ron these days, only briefly every morning when she left for school, or to go over wedding details, or at night when he came home late and she was busy studying. Hopefully once they were married, they would have more time for each other. A smile played across her face, as it always did when she thought of the wedding. It was going to be great, the best night of her life, except for the night when Harry had defeated Voldemort. She saw an old friend from school and ran ahead to walk beside her.
"Hello Parvati, are you going to the University too?"
"Hello Hermione. Yes I am. I heard about your wedding, I can't believe you are still going to go through with it."
"What do you mean Parvati, still go through with it?"
Parvati turned red and stopped walking. "You mean you don't know," she said turning to face her. "He said he told you and you took it well."
"Who said they told me what! Ron?!?"
Parvati paled. "I didn't want to be the one to tell you Hermione…"
"TELL ME WHAT!" yelled Hermione, red in the face and looking both angry and worried. "What happened?"
Parvati whispered something quickly to Hermione, then turned and apparated away.
Hermione stood, looking at the spot where Parvati had occupied only seconds before. Then the ground rushed up to meet her and she knew no more. The man trailing her arrived to catch her before her head hit the pavement.
"Do you know who brought me here?" Hermione asked the St. Mungo's healer
"No, a man came in, deposited you on the bed and left. You'll be fine; you just had a dizzy spell, nothing to worry about."
Hermione signed her release papers and apparated to the grocery store in Diagon Alley. After purchasing the groceries, she then headed towards Flourish and Blotts, to pick up some new books for school. After a while, she left, her arms laden with bags. She never noticed the man following her.
"Hermione! You're late!" Ron whined as he looked up form the Daily Profit.
Hermione stumbled though the front door with her arms full with the books and groceries. "Shut it Ron," she growled as she trampled to the kitchen her footfalls heavy from exhaustion. The thud of the food hitting the cluttered counter top made Ron grimace and quickly come to his feet. He helped her put the bags away and then he grinned as the turned to face her.
"Good thing it's your day off tomorrow! This place needs cleaned!" With that he turned and went back in to the living room.
Hermione didn't reply, she just sighed and went about pushing things from the stove and making dinner. When it was ready she called Ron over.
He looked at the food and muttered, "Oh great! This again!"
Hermione looked ready to explode. "Then don't eat it!" she yelled, and she vanished his dinner. "Make your own!" Then she stood up and stormed off to her room, locking the door, and putting up wards so Ron couldn't get in.
"Find a child by the name of Torin…Her mom will have the answers…" Pavarti's words were cryptic and no matter how many times she thought them over she couldn't understand why she would've said that to her. Why now? What would this 'Torin' have to say to her?
Hermione looked up and whipped her tears away as the slamming of the front door boomed though the house. Ron was off again. Last time he left like this he didn't come back for a week…
She stumbled to the door un-warding it and then slipping though it. The house looked like a tornado had just hit an already trashed room. Ron had thrown a fit and it had been a bad one. He had made the kitchen look like a four year old had been left unsupervised in it for a long time. A soft sigh escaped her lips. She would have a long night ahead of her…
A/N- This is the real Chapter 1. There must have been a mistake when we uploaded. Sorry.
