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chapter! I hope you like it!
Crack! Hermione appeared outside her front door. It wouldn't be her front door much longer though. As soon as she chose which job offer she would accept, she would find an apartment and move. She had so many memories within these walls. She's miss it.
Hermione reached over and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later, the door opened revealing a smiling Mr. and Mrs. Granger. "Hello, Graduate!" They said cheerfully both throwing their arms around their daughter. "We made reservations at your favorite restaurant in a hour and a half! Is something wrong, dear? You seem upset." Said Mr. Granger noticing the look of disappointment and sorrow on Hermiones' face.
"Oh! No! I'm just tiered from all the excitement." Her parents smiled. "Well I guess I better go get ready!" said Hermione, trying to sound cheerful.
"Right, honey."
Hermione ran up the stairs, into her room, and shut the door. "Never!" she said sinking to the floor. "He will never tell me. He chose never." She had thought about giving in and just kissing him at the train station. Maybe then he'd find the courage to tell her, but she couldn't. If he truly loved me, she thought, he would have told me. He had seven years, and he couldn't find a moment to do it. Or maybe Ginny was wrong all those years. Maybe I've just been a fool. Maybe he never loved me. Maybe.
She scrunched up against the wall, tears dripping down her face. A knock came at her door. Her first thought was Ron. "Honey? Are you almost ready?"
"Yes, mum. I just need another minute!"
"Ok, dear. Your father and I will be down stairs waiting!" Hermione stood up and walked to her closet.
"Here's your table. I'll be back momentarily to take your order." The Granger family sat down. After briefly looking over their menus, all of them had placed their orders and kicked up a conversation. "So what is your friend, Ron, doing? Has he already found a job?" "Actually, he has a few offers lined up, but no, he hasn't decided yet." "You know, it's funny," said Mrs. Granger. "I always pictured the two of
you together. Oh! Here's our order!"
"Me too." said Hermione under her breath. She glanced over at the bar. (Like a sushi bar type thing.) Something had caught her eye. A red haired boy stood talking to a group of his friends. Ron! It was Ron! She didn't know he liked this place! Wow! They had more in common than she thought! But whom was he talking to? She hadn't recognized one of them! She stared at the back of the head of the red haired boy, completely ignoring everything around her.
"Hermione? Aren't you going to eat? You food is getting cold." Some things never change. To satisfy her parents she began to eat small portions of her food, hardly looking away from the boy. Finally he turned around, and she could see his face. All of the hope inside of her died; it wasn't Ron. It wasn't even a Weasly. It was just some other guy.
The rest of the evening continued that way. Everything she saw somehow reminded her of Ron. And, it didn't help when the cute red heads' girlfriend showed up. Seeing them together made her wonder of they would be like that. It was then she made her decision. She had to temporarily take a break from the magical world. She had to get over Ron. She'd take the summer off and do muggle things. She'd get a muggle summer job! She knew if he tried to start work like this, she'd fall apart. But why was it affecting her like this? She had never actually dated him! But that was just it. She had never dated him, and now she was stuck on the thought of what could have been, what should have been. So, when her father asked her if she had any idea which job offer she was planning on taking, she replied, "Actually, I was thinking of working at Starbucks." Her parents laughed. "Starbucks? Now you don't mean the coffee shop, do you?" "Well, yes, actually. But, only as a summer job!" she added seeing their shocked faces.
"But why?" "I just feel like I need to take a break from the magical world. It's great, really it is, but I just need to experience some things I never got a chance to, like a summer job for example." Yeah, that sounds good. "Besides, none of the jobs start until the fall." After a great pause, her parents smiled. They knew not to question their daughter further. Only she knew what was best for her, and if she needed to work at Starbucks well. so be it!
"So, shall we go then?" Ok, I hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think! (I hope the formatting was better this time ; )
Crack! Hermione appeared outside her front door. It wouldn't be her front door much longer though. As soon as she chose which job offer she would accept, she would find an apartment and move. She had so many memories within these walls. She's miss it.
Hermione reached over and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later, the door opened revealing a smiling Mr. and Mrs. Granger. "Hello, Graduate!" They said cheerfully both throwing their arms around their daughter. "We made reservations at your favorite restaurant in a hour and a half! Is something wrong, dear? You seem upset." Said Mr. Granger noticing the look of disappointment and sorrow on Hermiones' face.
"Oh! No! I'm just tiered from all the excitement." Her parents smiled. "Well I guess I better go get ready!" said Hermione, trying to sound cheerful.
"Right, honey."
Hermione ran up the stairs, into her room, and shut the door. "Never!" she said sinking to the floor. "He will never tell me. He chose never." She had thought about giving in and just kissing him at the train station. Maybe then he'd find the courage to tell her, but she couldn't. If he truly loved me, she thought, he would have told me. He had seven years, and he couldn't find a moment to do it. Or maybe Ginny was wrong all those years. Maybe I've just been a fool. Maybe he never loved me. Maybe.
She scrunched up against the wall, tears dripping down her face. A knock came at her door. Her first thought was Ron. "Honey? Are you almost ready?"
"Yes, mum. I just need another minute!"
"Ok, dear. Your father and I will be down stairs waiting!" Hermione stood up and walked to her closet.
"Here's your table. I'll be back momentarily to take your order." The Granger family sat down. After briefly looking over their menus, all of them had placed their orders and kicked up a conversation. "So what is your friend, Ron, doing? Has he already found a job?" "Actually, he has a few offers lined up, but no, he hasn't decided yet." "You know, it's funny," said Mrs. Granger. "I always pictured the two of
you together. Oh! Here's our order!"
"Me too." said Hermione under her breath. She glanced over at the bar. (Like a sushi bar type thing.) Something had caught her eye. A red haired boy stood talking to a group of his friends. Ron! It was Ron! She didn't know he liked this place! Wow! They had more in common than she thought! But whom was he talking to? She hadn't recognized one of them! She stared at the back of the head of the red haired boy, completely ignoring everything around her.
"Hermione? Aren't you going to eat? You food is getting cold." Some things never change. To satisfy her parents she began to eat small portions of her food, hardly looking away from the boy. Finally he turned around, and she could see his face. All of the hope inside of her died; it wasn't Ron. It wasn't even a Weasly. It was just some other guy.
The rest of the evening continued that way. Everything she saw somehow reminded her of Ron. And, it didn't help when the cute red heads' girlfriend showed up. Seeing them together made her wonder of they would be like that. It was then she made her decision. She had to temporarily take a break from the magical world. She had to get over Ron. She'd take the summer off and do muggle things. She'd get a muggle summer job! She knew if he tried to start work like this, she'd fall apart. But why was it affecting her like this? She had never actually dated him! But that was just it. She had never dated him, and now she was stuck on the thought of what could have been, what should have been. So, when her father asked her if she had any idea which job offer she was planning on taking, she replied, "Actually, I was thinking of working at Starbucks." Her parents laughed. "Starbucks? Now you don't mean the coffee shop, do you?" "Well, yes, actually. But, only as a summer job!" she added seeing their shocked faces.
"But why?" "I just feel like I need to take a break from the magical world. It's great, really it is, but I just need to experience some things I never got a chance to, like a summer job for example." Yeah, that sounds good. "Besides, none of the jobs start until the fall." After a great pause, her parents smiled. They knew not to question their daughter further. Only she knew what was best for her, and if she needed to work at Starbucks well. so be it!
"So, shall we go then?" Ok, I hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think! (I hope the formatting was better this time ; )