Hey, sorry I've been so silent lately. Life has gotten in the way and I've been without internet for a while. Hopefully that'll change soon but for now, here's the next chapter. I hope everyone who reads this enjoys it.
Hermione stood outside the venue that Lova's band was about to play at. She remembered coming here before with her parents to see a show so she knew where she needed to apparate to. Closing her eyes and hoping that no one would be where she was going, she turned on her heel to appear inside a bathroom stall inside the venue. It was so loud in the bathroom, with all the noise and chatter coming from the main area, that no one noticed the crack she made.
Sighing in relief, she went to the mirror to make sure that she looked like she belonged. Checking her hair, she heard that the band was about to start so she ran out to where the band was playing. Pushing her way through the crowds of people, she made it to the front. She was so close that she could almost touch the stage. She saw three people on stage but none of them were Lova. There was a man with dirty blonde hair wearing a guitar around his body to her left, a guy with dark hair and a bass was to her right and behind the drums sat a girl with dark skin and dark hair. The crowd was getting restless until Lova rose from the center of the stage. She looked almost the same since last time Hermione saw her. Obviously she was older but she didn't change anything about her appearance. She had the same chocolate hair and dark eyes, still having light colored skin that seemed a little sun kissed from being away.
The crowd starting screaming as Lova stepped forward and grabbed the microphone from the stand in front of her. "How are we doing tonight!"
The crowded screamed even louder and Hermione looked around her to see people jumping up and down and going crazy. Smiling, Hermione turned back and looked and Lova.
"Alright! This is a new song that I wrote due to events that happened so I hope you all like it! Now let's get this show started!" Lova shouted before the band around her started to play.
Hermione was immediately captivated by Lova's stage presence. She was jumping around as she sang and the voice that came of her mouth shocked Hermione. Yes, Lova used to sing at Hogwarts, like in the shower, and she always had a very good voice but this was different. It was like someone had enhanced her voice. She didn't understand how that happened but the next lyrics that came out of Lova's mouth caught her attention.
But I will fight until the day the world stops turning
And they will fall to ashes, I will just keep burning
But tonight I need you to save me
I'm too close to breaking, I see the light
I am standing on the edge of my life
Hermione had to talk to Lova. She had to figure out what happened to her that night she went missing. Harry had just come back, they were fighting the Final Battle and they had just won. She went to find Lova but she was gone. She had just seen her earlier, after her and Ron went to the Chamber of Secrets.
"Lova!" Hermione shouted as she saw Lova running down the stairs.
Lova turned around to face Ron and Hermione, looking relieved that it was they calling her.
"You're both all right! Thank goodness. I was so worried." Lova said coming to a stop on the stair she was on.
"Us all right? We were worried about you! With how close you and Harry are, we were worried that people would try and use you to get to Harry."
"They tried but since Harry never told me where you all were, they couldn't get anything out of me. That's all they ever asked, if I knew where he was. They used veritaserum after torturing didn't work but it worked. I could never tell them anything and eventually they just gave up." Lova explained.
"I'm so glad you're okay." Hermione threw her arms around Lova, not caring that she was covered in water.
"I know. I missed you two. Both of you. All of you." Lova said looking towards Ron. "I just saw Harry run off that way."
Hermione nodded. "Thank you."
"I'm sure he needs your help." Lova said with a smile. "Keep them safe." She addressed Ron this time.
"Not bloody likely." Ron laughed. "They're the ones that have been keeping me safe. I'll do my best though."
Lova nodded before hugging them both again.
That was the last Hermione saw of Lova. She couldn't remember clearly if she saw her fighting or saw her in the crowd when Hagrid carried Harry back to them. Everything had become jumbled after the years and all the stress of the battle. She'd have to ask Harry when he saw her last. She had tried asking before but she could never get him to answer. He always said that remembering was too hard and after he would just shut them out.
Looking back towards Lova, she realized that she had been thinking too long and they were now on their last song. Once they had finished, Lova stepped back to the front of the stage to address the crowd.
"I hope you all enjoyed the show!" Lova said earning a huge uproar from the giant mass of people. "We're all so glad to be back in London after our tour in America. Even though America was great, this will always be our home and we're so glad to be back. Thank you again for supporting us through all of this and for coming here. Goodnight!"
Hermione watched as the blonde guitarist put his arm around Lova as they exited the stage. She wondered if there was something going on there before she pushed through the people to try and get backstage. She saw that they were doing a meet and greet type thing briefly after the show. Only a handful of people were in line when Hermione finally made it to where the band was staying. Watching from a distance, she waited until the last person came out of the room before doing anything. Not long after, the bassist exited the room as well, his arm around a petite little blonde girl, both of them looking more intoxicated than Hermione ever saw anything.
Quickly looking around, Hermione saw that the bodyguards were facing away from her, giving her an opening. Being as discrete as possible, Hermione walked over to both of them and muttered a stunning curse to knock them out. She sat them down on two stools next to the door, making it look like they were just slacking off a little instead of passed out. Checking her surroundings one more time, Hermione knocked on the door before going inside.
"The meet and greet is over." The dark haired girl said from her spot on a dark blue couch without looking at Hermione.
"I'm not here for that." Hermione said forcefully.
The blonde man that had put his arm around Lova was sitting on the arm of the same couch and was the only one to look at Hermione. "How did you get in here?"
"That doesn't matter. I need to speak to Lova." Hermione said, trying to look around him to find Lova.
"Why? Who are you?" the dark haired girl asked, now standing up with her arms crossed.
"I'm Hermione Granger. Can I speak to her?" Hermione asked, getting very impatient with these two.
"Why do you look so—oh!" The dark haired girl gasped, clamping her hands over her mouth.
"You're the girl from the photos." The blonde man said. "You knew Lova before her accident."
"Of course I knew Lova. Wait, what accident?" Hermione asked, getting more confused by the minute. What were they talking about? "Where is Lova?"
"Guys, what's going on out here?" Lova asked as she came out from small looking bathroom. "Who are you?"
Hermione stared at Lova in shock, a little hurt by her words. "Who am I? Lova, we were best friends. Don't you recognize me?"
Lova's eyebrows furrowed and she bit her lip, trying to think. "You were in a lot of the photos I have. The ones from that alley that said I was missing."
"So you were in Diagon Alley. Lova, where have you been?" Hermione asked, trying to put all the pieces together.
"Diagon Alley? What kind of name is that?" the dark haired girl asked, looking between the blonde and Lova.
"It sounds familiar to me. I'm sorry, who are you?" Lova asked Hermione again as she felt her head begin to pound.
"I'm Hermione Granger. Who are you?" Hermione asked looking at the other two in the room.
"This is Jayce and Leila. They found me two years ago after my accident. I haven't been able to remember anything about my life since. We were best friends? Why didn't you come looking for me?" Lova was starting to get upset at this Hermione girl.
"What do you mean accident?" Hermione was still lost on this whole thing. What accident were they talking about?
"That's not important right now. If you two were best friends, you would know. Why did no one come looking for Lova? If her place on that wall was so big, she must've been important to some people. Why did no one come looking for her?" Jayce questioned, getting angry with Hermione.
"No one came looking? We searched for you for months!" Hermione shouted. "We looked for you and then eventually, it became too difficult to keep looking."
"You didn't do a very good job. She's been here in London with us, up until we went on tour." Leila pointed out.
Lova sat down on the couch, holding her head in hands. All this was too much for her. First the older woman in the streets, now this person saying they were best friends, not to mention all the photos that she had been staring at. It was too much for her to take in at once and now she felt as if her head was going to explode. Trying to block out Jayce and Leila fighting with Hermione, Lova took deep breaths to keep her from passing out again. After a few moments of this failing, she shot up from her spot.
"Stop!" she screamed, causing the entire room to silent. "I can't take it anymore! My head is going to burst from learning all this. I've been here for two years, Hermione. Here in London and not one person has come looking for me. I have all these photos in my kitchen lined up in chronological order and I only remember about a third of them. I don't remember you, I don't remember anything about my life!"
"Lova, you need to calm down." Jayce said quietly. "The doctor said that if you try and force yourself to remember or throw yourself into your old life too quickly it could cause you to pass out or forget completely."
"Oh forget the doctor, Jayce!" Lova snapped. "I lead us into a magical alley yesterday, and I don't even know how I did that. Now I have this girl here telling me all this? I can't take it!"
Jayce leapt forward to grab Lova as she passed out as soon as the sentence left her lips. Holding her in his arms, Jayce sat on the couch with her, staring up at Hermione and Leila.
"What accident?" Hermione whispered, staring at her friend limp in Jayce's arms.
"I don't know how you don't know if you were her best friend but I'll tell you." Leila sighed, sitting in a chair across from Lova and Jayce. "The night we found Lova, she looked like she was drugged or drunk. She couldn't speak so we took her home and the next day, she told us that she couldn't remember the night at all. After she talked to us a little bit, she suddenly remembered that her parents had died in a car accident. So we took her to a doctor and that explained all the cuts and bruises and the amnesia she's had since."
Hermione stared open mouthed at Leila. "Her parents didn't die in a car crash."
"What?" Jayce asked from his spot.
Hermione shook her head, not believing what she was about to do. Taking a deep breath, she spoke again. "Lova's parents didn't die in a car crash. They died fighting in a war. A magical war that Lova and I fought in. That place you found isn't an ordinary place. It's a place that muggles, non-magical people, aren't supposed to know about. Lova isn't just an ordinary girl. She's a witch, just like I am."
"I'm sorry, a what now?" Leila asked as her mouth hung open like a fish.
Jayce just looked down at Lova in his arms. Could all this really exist? Could she really be a witch?
