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A/N - This chapter will be on Hermione's point of view, I thought it would be nice to see her side of the story also. I know I told you that you would meet Harry in this chapter, but I thought it was better to see from Hermione's point of view. Next chapter, I promise. Enjoy!!!!!!!

Notting Hill

Chapter 2

When I hear the words, London, England, one word comes to my mind: Home. England has been my home since my every first breath till I was 17 yrs old. I still call it my home, although I don't live there anymore. I live in the U. S instead. I guess my occupation beckons me to Hollywood, where I live now. My life after Hogwarts changed dramatically. I became an actress to everyone's surprise. I guess everyone thought that I would be a scientist, chemist or a doctor. I guess I should have followed what everyone thought was my destiny, but I didn't. I'm not saying that I don't like to act, I love it. But there are times where I wish I was living the life which was destined for me, at least I won't be mobbed every time I step out of my house. I'm used to it now. It a regular occurrence, a routine even. I know what you are wondering, how did the studious, library - loving Hermione transformed herself into a rich and famous actress. It all started one month before my Hogwarts graduation. . . . .

It was a beautiful day in Hogsmeade as hundreds of 7th year students pile in and out of the stores. Today was a special day, because three heroes emerged from the wizarding world: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley & Hermione Granger. Their bravery led to the destruction and end of the once mighty Lord Voldemort.

A celebration is being held in their honor at The Three Broomsticks by mostly every 7th year, with the exception of the Slytherins. As you walk into The Three Broomsticks, you would be able to see a very crowded pub, mostly occupied by eager grads. But off to the corner, at the very last table, you would see the three heroes, sitting be themselves. They act as if nothing happened, as if it was just a regular day. As you look closer, you would see Harry and Ron trying their best to help Hermione with her graduation speech.

"Um…, I think I need a comma there and there, but not there. This adjective is too simple, I need to find a better one."

"Hermione, if you make the words any more complicated, they would have to sell dictionaries during your speech." Ron said.

"Fine, I still think it is quite short, don't you think so Harry?"

"I think is a good amount of pages, Hermione. Everyone knows you are smart, you don't have to show them in a speech." The Raven-haired boy said.

"What he is trying to say is, to cut it down to two pages, Bloody Hell Hermione, you have fifteen pages!!"

" No one asked your OPINION RON!" Hermione bellowed.

"I'M JUST SPEAKING FOR THE MAJORITY OF THE PEOPLE, HERMIONE!" Ron yelled back.

Harry stayed quiet as another routine fight was starting to erupt. He was used to this, they would cool down later. He was shook from his thoughts when he heard a door slam. Apparently, Hermione just left. While a red-faced Ron stood staring at the spot previously occupied by Hermione. Once again, it is very routine to have a Ron and Hermione fight end this way.

"Damn it Harry! Why does it always end this way?"

"Maybe it's a way of showing your feelings to each other" Harry whispered, more to himself than to anyone else. However, Ron heard him.

"What did you say?"

"I think you like each other and you show it by fighting with each other!"

"I think you're right Harry."

Outside, Hermione is replaying the scene in The Three Broomstick and talking to herself.

"Why does he have to be that way? He thinks everything is a game!" She kept walking and mumbling to herself without looking at where she was walking. She continued to walk until she bumped into a person.

"He doesn't understand anything, he is such a bloody bast--, Ouch!"

"Sorry, I was looking for someone when I bumped into you, or actually you to me."

Hermione looked up to see a man in his forties wearing a robe like suit. She didn't even noticed him looking at her until she heard him talking to her.

"Hello? Hello?" said the man while waving his hand over her eyes. "Aren't you Hermione Granger?"

"Uh? Oh! Yah, I am. Can I help you?" Hermione said.

" Actually, yes. Yes, you can. I should introduce myself first, I am Kyle Whitman. I work for the American Wizard Agency. My company has sent me to Hogsmeade in search for a new rising star in acting. Thank my lucky stars, I think I found what I'm searching for."

"Where?"

"Right in front of me."

"What???????"

" I think you have a very good potential to be a star. Haven't you ever consider yourself as an actress, a rich and famous actress. I can help you get there."

"I…I …really never thought about it before. I … always thought I would be a doctor or something."

" Well, I think you should try it. Here, it's an address to a local inn. Owl me when you have thought over it. I really think you should try it. Here are some parchments on the details of the agency. Think about it ok? I think you could be the one."

With that he left her standing there staring at the parchment like someone who has been petrified.

Well, I think you know what happened after that. After reading the parchments and researching the agency, just to be sure of course, it sounded very convincing. I guess the idea of being an actress intrigued me. As a child, I would pretend to be an actress, but when I received my Hogswart letter, all my childish pretending went away. After having battling an intense internal battle. I finally sent the owl to confirm my agreement. I never told Harry or Ron, no matter how much I wanted to sometimes. To tell you the truth I didn't think I would make it very far, I thought I would try acting and if it won't work out, I'll come back. I guess I was wrong on that also. Kyle replied the day before graduation and told me that I will have to go with him the night of graduation. I had to agree. So the night of the graduation, I left. It was probably the biggest mistakes of my life. I don't regret going with Kyle, I regret not telling Harry and Ron or even worst, never tried to contact them. Every time I try to write a letter to Ron or Harry, I would choke and stop, I couldn't do it. I was afraid that they might hate me.

A few months ago, an English director called Kyle, who is my agent now, and sent over a script to me. After reading the script, I loved it and accepted the leading role. What I didn't know was the shooting would take place in England, Notting Hill, England to be exact. But I knew that I would not meet Ron or Harry there, there were probably living in London.

After arriving at Notting Hill, I decided to look around the city and see if I could find any book shops, specifically a travel book shop. I needed books on China, for my next assignment. To my luck, I found a small travel book shop and walked in. I was browsing through shelves of books until a man stopped me and asked for my autograph, which I gladly gave him. Then the most unexpected thing happened, Ron, or who I thought was Ron, told me that the book I held in my hand wasn't really the best, because the author didn't really go to China. However, the book he held in his hand was a good book. I was just staring at him, he looked so much like Ron, I had to ask him. So when I was walking out of the door I asked him, "By the way, do I know you from somewhere?"

" Um… probably not, I don't know much people."

"Oh. You reminded me of someone I knew at school that's all. He also had red hair."

And with that I left not knowing I 'd meet him once more.

I was thinking to myself, as always, and not looking where I was going. I knew where I was going, but wasn't looking, it's a bad habit. I wasn't shaken from my thoughts when I bumped into someone, again. This always happen to me. To my luck, I got pumpkin juice all over me also. When I looked up to see who it was, it was the man from the travel book store.

"Bloody Hell!! I'm so sorry" The mans said, sounding much like the Ron she knew.

"Oh Wizards!! I've got pumpkin juice all over me!" I said stupidly.

"Look, if you just come to my flat across the street, you can get yourself all cleaned up."

"What do you mean across the street, give it to me in inches, feet, miles!" I said, he may look like Ron, but he still could be a stranger.

"It's about 30 feet, it's that flat with the blue door Hermione" He said.

"Fine, lead me there" Was all I said, as we walked to his flat. I pondered on what he called me, he said Hermione, was he really Ron? But then again, most everyone would know my name.

When we walked into his flat, he hurried and clean his small, but comfortable flat. I stayed in the living room. While he was scurrying around the flat, I took the opportunity to look at some photographs. The first photograph I looked told me all the answers, it basically shocked me, it was moving. That wasn't the part that shocked me the most, now I knew he was a wizard. What shocked me the most was that he had our graduation picture, the only picture where there are only three copies. Now in know that this man who owns the travel book shop was Ron. When I made my startling revelation, he walked into the living room. The only words that cam mouth of my mouth was,

"Ron. Ron, it that you?"

A/N - I know this chapter was boring, but I thought it would be a good idea to write what Hermione thinks and some background info. I also know that this is not in the movie, well I just want to say that not every detail will be from the movie, but the main point of this story will be. I hope you will review!!! I'll try to post up the next chapter soon!!!!!!

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