A/N: Before I start, I would like to thank three guests, Yondaime Namikaze, and gurrumaiss for amazing reviews on the last chapter! I hope you enjoy this one as well. I hope all of you enjoy this one, and for all of you silent readers, don't forget to hit the review button this time! =D

Hermione was making French toast for her daughter, with the radio playing in the background.

"Mommy," Sarah said, quietly, "Miss Mullins said I'm really smart."

Hermione smiled at her daughter, "You are Sarah!" She turned off the heat and gently used the spatula to move the piece of French toast from the pan to Sarah's plate.

Hermione turned her head to look at Sarah with admiration. She had bright red hair and freckles on both her cheeks. Hermione loved her daughter so much, and felt blessed to have such a beautiful baby. Her looks came from her father, but her personality, brains, and attitude all came from Hermione.

"There's this boy mom and he's so stupid!" Sarah said, nibbling on her toast. "All he does is annoy people. I always have to tell him to do his work or I'll tell the teacher on him!"

Hermione laughed.

"Sarah honey, why don't you leave him alone and let the teacher deal with him?"

"Mommmmm that's no funnnn," Sarah whined. "Plus it isn't right! What if people look at him and want to be like him mommy? Then I have more people to tell on!"

Hermione laughed, "Okay dear. As you wish."

Sarah reminded Hermione of herself when she was a child.

"It's almost time for school! Finish up quickly," she told her daughter.

Sarah nodded and swallowed what was remaining of her toast and also quickly drank a glass of orange juice before getting up.

"I'm ready mommy!" she said excitedly.

Hermione laughed and took her daughters hand. She locked the door to her apartment and walked out onto the streets of Paris.

"Mommyy, ice cream!" Sarah pointed, gripping her mother's hand tightly.

Hermione shook her head. "Not now dear, after school."

Sarah nodded with a slight pout, "Okay mommy."

Hermione kissed a curly red ringlet of her daughter's hair, glad to have such an obedient daughter. She had seen some of the other children around here (spoiled and snobby). They made her so proud to have Sarah.

She and Sarah reached the school in five minutes. They walked inside and Hermione dropped her to the kindergarten class. "I'll come back later to pick you up honey," Hermione said, crouching down to her daughters level and looking her in the eye.

"Okay!" Sarah said happily, hugging her mom. "Love you mommy!"

"I love you too Sarah," Hermione said, kissing her cheek.

Then she left the kindergarten class and into the streets of Paris where a flood of people existed. So much had happened that changed her life four years ago. She woke up the morning after George and Angelina's engagement, on Ron's bed, forcing herself to feel ashamed of what she had done, what she had asked Ron to do. Ron had been sound asleep beside her, and although she didn't feel bad at all, she believed that she was supposed to. After all, she had met him after eight months and couldn't control her own hormones!

She had snuck out of the Burrow quickly and very quietly, glad that Molly hadn't caught her. She apparated back to her own apartment and fell on her bed, crying. She refused to leave her apartment after that. Countless times, she heard Harry or Ginny knocking on her door. Even Molly knocked once, but she didn't open the door. She got many owls from everyone, asking her why she wasn't answering her door, why she was isolating herself. Ron sent her the most, asking her where she was, telling her he missed her, asking her to meet him. But, she ignored them all.

She only left her apartment about a month later, when she felt morning sickness, to see the healer. It was then that she found out that she was pregnant. She was shocked. Ron's baby was inside her. She and Ron had conceived a child that night. Her expression had been emotionless after she found out. That was when she realized that she would have to leave. For Ron's betterment and her own. She knew that if she told Ron, he'd want to marry her right away, bringing her and their child home. But, Hermione couldn't let that happen. He just started his career, and she was to start hers. But now, her career would have to be put on hold.

She contemplated her only option after that: leaving the country for good. It was true that she was going to miss Ron. And she still did to this day, but over the years, the sensation got weaker. Her feelings for him were still strong, but she gained confidence that life went on. She also knew she wasn't completely alone without him.

She decided to move to Paris after that. It was a completely out of the blue decision, but when she made it she realized that Paris was a beautiful city, and it wasn't such a bad decision. Plus, nobody she knew had much chance of visiting Paris so nobody would find her here. Upon arrival, she changed her name to Lucy Winters, to make the search for her even more difficult. She also made a very big decision: to forget magic altogether. She locked her wand away, and lived the life of a Muggle all these years.

There was one thing she was scared about though: the day when Sarah would figure out that she had extraordinary powers herself. Hermione had already noticed them. Birds started singing when her daughter cried. One day, she feared that Sarah would notice them herself and Hermione would owe her daughter an explanation. She tried not to worry about that day, but she knew that it would arrive soon. She couldn't run away from it forever.

She sighed and walked home, wondering if one day, she would ever see her first love again. It was true that she thought about him every day. It was hard not to, with a very identical copy living in the same roof as her. Sarah was as identical to her father as a child could be. She had to be strong though, she couldn't succumb to her weakness. She couldn't go back on her vow to herself. She had to stay away from Ron at all costs.

Hermione was very thankful that Sarah hadn't started questioning her father's existence yet. But, Hermione assumed that that would start soon too. After all, once she realized that her friends had fathers, she'd be wondering where her own was. And Sarah was an incredibly curious child, just like her mother was.

Ron

He was in Paris with Harry for a mission. That scoundrel Rowle had fled to Paris, and he was to track him down. It was really hard due to the fact that this man was an experienced death eater. Ron roamed the crowded streets of Paris, in search of the evil wizard.

As he walked, looking left to right, disguised as a Muggle, he thought he noticed familiar bushy brown hair just ahead of him. But, he shook his head… that was impossible. He had to be imagining it because he missed her a lot. When she left him, he felt as if the world fell apart. He had a hard time waking up in the morning, not knowing if she was okay. He didn't know how he went on all these years without her, but he managed to wake up every morning and go to work, feeling a hollow cavity in the depths of his chest. Throughout the years, the level of pain and numbness decreased, but everytime he thought about her (which was very often), his heart ached just as it did when he found out she left him. And such, right now, was his condition.

He walked the streets of Paris for a few hours, and was about to return to the apartment him and Harry were sharing, when he noticed Rowle's big figure among the crowd. Without hesitation, he sprinted. Muggles looked slightly alarmed at the sight of Ron running, then laughed and turned away. When Rowle noticed Ron, he started sprinting as well. He sprinted into a school and Ron, disturbed that the school was in danger, ran much faster. He entered the school, and looked around, confused as to which way Rowle went.

A/N: This chapter is more of a filler chapter. But, it has most of the unanswered questions answered. The real action starts in the next one, which will be up soon! Please do review! It gives me motivation to edit and post more! :)