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memory
My Dearest Hermione,
I am sorry about the lengthy amount of time since my last message. My father has been keeping me busy over at the Malfoy's house. I can not tell you why right now, but I will soon. Hermione, my love, remember Hogwarts. Remember my love for you. I may not be able to write for a while. But please, do not give up hope. I will return to you, and we will live out our lives just as we had planned.
Trust me, GG
'Trust you' Hermione thought, reading over the letter for the hundredth time. 'Your letter seems so depressing. What is going on, what is keeping you away from our love? Do you still love me?'
Hermione placed the letter back into its envelope, and placed it inside the hidden compartment of her trunk. Where she kept all of his letters, and the one good picture that she had of him, always smiling up at her with that little twinkle in his eye.
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She stared at Gregory waiting.
"I had to stop. My father started monitoring what I received and sent in the mail. I was lucky to get that last one out without him knowing."
"What was he doing to you? You mentioned being over at Malfoy's house. Were you in prison there or something?"
"No, but like I said, I can not really tell you yet why I had to stop"
Hermione interrupted "Of course you can. If you loved me you would tell me everything. At least give me some kind of excuse."
"I can not. Hermione, my love, I can not tell you anything yet. I will in time, but just not now"
"WHY? Is it something to do with Voldemort? What happened?"
Tears were starting to swell in her eyes, ready to flood down her cheeks.
"Hermione please, listen to me, trust me. I can not say anything right now. I can not say anything out here in the open."
The tears started to fall, Hermione's breath quickening as she tried to keep control of herself. She did not want to cry, not now.
"My love, please don't cry. Let's go inside to the warmth. I do not want you to get sick out here."
Hermione nodded. Gregory turned to head towards the castle, but Hermione remained planted to the spot. He noticed immediately.
"Aren't you coming?"
"Not yet. I just want to know one thing." Gregory returned to the tree, waiting in anticipation for her question.
"I hope that I can tell you the answer to that one thing."
"What did you plan to happen once you returned to me?"
Silence.
Gregory thought about how best to answer. He wanted so many things to happen, but he knew he had to choose his words carefully.
"I expected to hopefully pick up where we left off, but I can see that I may need to work a little to get that much back."
Hermione moved passed him, walking towards the castle. "Yeah, you will."
A/N: Well, here's chapter 4. I know its a little short, but I'm working on the story. Probably get the next chapter up within a week. Please review. The more reviews I get, the happier I'll be, and the happier I am, the faster I type. :)