I Will Always Return
Part Two: Here I Am
Here I am - this is me
There's no where else on earth I'd rather be
Here I am - it's just me and you
And tonight we make our dreams come true
Hermione looked around the huge city, awestruck. She had been to London many times but the British city couldn't hold a candle to New York, New York. "Lost, miss?" A raggedy man with a toothy grin goggled her. "Er, no." Hermione hurried off down the street. "Miss Granger?" A tall, handsome man was striding toward her. "Mr. Blake?" she said in a voice of relief. "Yes. Pleasure." They shook hands quickly and headed into a grubby building. The front hall was elegant with a marble floor. "Wow!" She looked around, impressed. "Your room is on the fifth floor, room twelve. Your bedroom is in the back of the office. Good night." He strode off again. Hermione took the elevator to the fifth floor and found her office. "Miss Hermione Granger." She read from the brass plaque on the door. Hermione pulled out her wand. "Alohamora!" The door swung open and she entered the spacious office. There was a desk with a roll of parchment and ink bottle; a perch for owls; and another door leading to her room. Hermione opened Crookshanks's wicker basket and he jumped out and rubbed against her ankles, purring. "We're far from home, Crookshanks." Hermione sat down at the desk just as her owl, Luna, swooped in. "Hello, Luna." She stroked the owl's feathers as she began to write.
Dear Harry,
Made it to New York okay. The city is big and dirty but alright. Hope you, Sirius, and Hedwig are well.
Love from Hermione
Dear Ron,
Made it to New York okay. Hope you're well. How's your job with your father going? How is your mum, Ginny, Fred, George, Percy, Bill, and Charlie? Send a letter with Pigwidgeon, not Errol. I don't think he could make the long journey.
Love from Hermione
Hermione tied the letters to Luna's leg and she soared off into the night. Hermione sighed and scooped up Crookshanks, heading toward her bedroom. A tiny bed and bathroom were inside. "Did I do the right thing, Crookshanks?" The cat just purred louder. "Night." She set him down and pulled on her nightgown. Hermione was asleep before her head hit the pillow.
It's a new world - it's a new start
It's alive with the beating of - young hearts
It's a new day - it 's a new plan
I've been waiting for you
Here I am
"Hmm? Is it time for breakfast?" Hermione was jerked away the next morning by someone tapping the side of her head. "Hedwig!" she gasped delightedly. Hedwig hooted softly and nipped at her wrist affectionately. Hermione stroked the female owl's snowy feathers gently. "Oh Hedwig, I miss them so much!" Hedwig hooted again. "Oh sorry," she smiled through her tears, untying the letter.
Dear Hermione,
I'm glad you're okay. Sirius and I are well. Mione, are you sure you want to do this? Do you really want to be so far away from Ron? Yes, I know that you love him. I can see it in yours eyes, it's all to obvious. Please come home, Mione. We love and miss you.
Your friend always,
Harry
Tears leaked onto the parchment. "I can't leave, can I?" Hedwig hooted again. "Maybe next year." Hermione stumbled out of bed, tripping over something. It was a leather-bound photo album. "Oh dear." Hermione set the album aside and scribbled a reply to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I want to come home, not sure if I should. I'll write again later.
Love from Hermione
Hermione tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and she soared out of the open window. Hermione sat down on her bed and opened the album, tears forming in her eyes again. Written on the inside in gold ink was a message from Harry.
Hermione-
Never forget who you are. We were something as a trio, weren't we?
Your friend always,
Harry
Hermione smiled through her tears as she opened the book. It was photographs of her, Harry, and Ron. The first photograph was taken in their first year. The three eleven year olds beamed up at her, waving energertically. How much life had changed since then. Voldemort had fell at the beginning of their seventh year, with the help of herself, Harry, and Ron, of course. Her book smarts and cleverness came in handy when she helped Sirius and Remus discover where Voldemort had been hiding. Life was safe for all of them now and Sirius's name had been cleared. He and Remus were both working at Hogwarts now as the Astronomy and Defense Against The Dark Arts professors. Life flew by so quickly.
Here we are - we've just begun
And after all this time - our time has come
Ya here we are - still goin' strong
Right here in the place where we belong
Hermione sighed and began to get dressed. She'd work one year in America, then go home to England. One year. "Miss Granger?" There was a sharp knock on her door. "Coming," Hermione called as she slipped her feet into her boots. She pushed the door open and the Minister was standing there. "Ready for your first assignment?" Hermione nodded eagerly and followed him out of her bedroom, Crookshanks at her heels.
It's a new world - it's a new start
It's alive with the beating of - young hearts
It's a new day - it 's a new plan
I've been waiting for you
Here I am
She sat at her desk, poring over a long piece of parchment with the names of the Animagi living in the United States. Her assignment was to organize their names, locations, and animals on a new piece of parchment. Hermione was just writing "Lewis, Leslie" when Pigwidgeon came fluttering in through the window, hooting excitedly as he dropped the letter into Hermione's lap. "Pig!" she said happily. The owl hooted in recognition and zoomed around her head, Crookshanks watching him lazily with one yellow eye.
Dear Hermione,
I'm glad you're okay. Everyone is well, but we miss you. Mum wants you to come for Christmas. Can you make it? Hope to hear from and see you soon.
Your friend,
Ron
PS-I found a picture of us from fifth year I thought you might like to put in a frame on your desk. Hope you like it.
Hermione lifted the photo from the tissue paper and smiled. She, Ron, and Harry were by the lake, beaming at the camera. Harry's arm was slung around one of her shoulders, and Ron's around her other. Hermione had her arms around them. It was taken right before the end of the year, after they had finished exams. She smiled and stuck it in a frame on her desk, next to the photo of her mum and dad. "Mum and Dad!" she gasped, pulling out a piece of parchment and scribbling a note to them. "Luna!" The owl came fluttering in from the bedroom, eyeing Pigwidgeon cautiously. "Bring this to Mum and Dad," she said, tying the letter to her leg. With one last look at Pigwidgeon, she sailed out the window. "Hold on, Pig." Hermione scribbled a note to Ron, accepting his invitation for Christmas and tied it to Pig's leg. "Bye, Pig," she said, watching him zoom out the window.
Here I am - next to you
And suddenly the world is all brand new
Here I am - where I'm gonna stay
Now there's nothin standin in our way
Here I am - this is me
Hermione finished her work, then headed to the hall for lunch. She ate a salad and drank pumpkin juice, then scurried back to her office, where a new assignment sat on her desk. "Miss Granger, please proof-read and re-write this article for the Daily News. Thank you, Mr. Blake." Hermione sat down and pulled out her eagle feather quill and started on the report.
Part Two: Here I Am
Here I am - this is me
There's no where else on earth I'd rather be
Here I am - it's just me and you
And tonight we make our dreams come true
Hermione looked around the huge city, awestruck. She had been to London many times but the British city couldn't hold a candle to New York, New York. "Lost, miss?" A raggedy man with a toothy grin goggled her. "Er, no." Hermione hurried off down the street. "Miss Granger?" A tall, handsome man was striding toward her. "Mr. Blake?" she said in a voice of relief. "Yes. Pleasure." They shook hands quickly and headed into a grubby building. The front hall was elegant with a marble floor. "Wow!" She looked around, impressed. "Your room is on the fifth floor, room twelve. Your bedroom is in the back of the office. Good night." He strode off again. Hermione took the elevator to the fifth floor and found her office. "Miss Hermione Granger." She read from the brass plaque on the door. Hermione pulled out her wand. "Alohamora!" The door swung open and she entered the spacious office. There was a desk with a roll of parchment and ink bottle; a perch for owls; and another door leading to her room. Hermione opened Crookshanks's wicker basket and he jumped out and rubbed against her ankles, purring. "We're far from home, Crookshanks." Hermione sat down at the desk just as her owl, Luna, swooped in. "Hello, Luna." She stroked the owl's feathers as she began to write.
Dear Harry,
Made it to New York okay. The city is big and dirty but alright. Hope you, Sirius, and Hedwig are well.
Love from Hermione
Dear Ron,
Made it to New York okay. Hope you're well. How's your job with your father going? How is your mum, Ginny, Fred, George, Percy, Bill, and Charlie? Send a letter with Pigwidgeon, not Errol. I don't think he could make the long journey.
Love from Hermione
Hermione tied the letters to Luna's leg and she soared off into the night. Hermione sighed and scooped up Crookshanks, heading toward her bedroom. A tiny bed and bathroom were inside. "Did I do the right thing, Crookshanks?" The cat just purred louder. "Night." She set him down and pulled on her nightgown. Hermione was asleep before her head hit the pillow.
It's a new world - it's a new start
It's alive with the beating of - young hearts
It's a new day - it 's a new plan
I've been waiting for you
Here I am
"Hmm? Is it time for breakfast?" Hermione was jerked away the next morning by someone tapping the side of her head. "Hedwig!" she gasped delightedly. Hedwig hooted softly and nipped at her wrist affectionately. Hermione stroked the female owl's snowy feathers gently. "Oh Hedwig, I miss them so much!" Hedwig hooted again. "Oh sorry," she smiled through her tears, untying the letter.
Dear Hermione,
I'm glad you're okay. Sirius and I are well. Mione, are you sure you want to do this? Do you really want to be so far away from Ron? Yes, I know that you love him. I can see it in yours eyes, it's all to obvious. Please come home, Mione. We love and miss you.
Your friend always,
Harry
Tears leaked onto the parchment. "I can't leave, can I?" Hedwig hooted again. "Maybe next year." Hermione stumbled out of bed, tripping over something. It was a leather-bound photo album. "Oh dear." Hermione set the album aside and scribbled a reply to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I want to come home, not sure if I should. I'll write again later.
Love from Hermione
Hermione tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and she soared out of the open window. Hermione sat down on her bed and opened the album, tears forming in her eyes again. Written on the inside in gold ink was a message from Harry.
Hermione-
Never forget who you are. We were something as a trio, weren't we?
Your friend always,
Harry
Hermione smiled through her tears as she opened the book. It was photographs of her, Harry, and Ron. The first photograph was taken in their first year. The three eleven year olds beamed up at her, waving energertically. How much life had changed since then. Voldemort had fell at the beginning of their seventh year, with the help of herself, Harry, and Ron, of course. Her book smarts and cleverness came in handy when she helped Sirius and Remus discover where Voldemort had been hiding. Life was safe for all of them now and Sirius's name had been cleared. He and Remus were both working at Hogwarts now as the Astronomy and Defense Against The Dark Arts professors. Life flew by so quickly.
Here we are - we've just begun
And after all this time - our time has come
Ya here we are - still goin' strong
Right here in the place where we belong
Hermione sighed and began to get dressed. She'd work one year in America, then go home to England. One year. "Miss Granger?" There was a sharp knock on her door. "Coming," Hermione called as she slipped her feet into her boots. She pushed the door open and the Minister was standing there. "Ready for your first assignment?" Hermione nodded eagerly and followed him out of her bedroom, Crookshanks at her heels.
It's a new world - it's a new start
It's alive with the beating of - young hearts
It's a new day - it 's a new plan
I've been waiting for you
Here I am
She sat at her desk, poring over a long piece of parchment with the names of the Animagi living in the United States. Her assignment was to organize their names, locations, and animals on a new piece of parchment. Hermione was just writing "Lewis, Leslie" when Pigwidgeon came fluttering in through the window, hooting excitedly as he dropped the letter into Hermione's lap. "Pig!" she said happily. The owl hooted in recognition and zoomed around her head, Crookshanks watching him lazily with one yellow eye.
Dear Hermione,
I'm glad you're okay. Everyone is well, but we miss you. Mum wants you to come for Christmas. Can you make it? Hope to hear from and see you soon.
Your friend,
Ron
PS-I found a picture of us from fifth year I thought you might like to put in a frame on your desk. Hope you like it.
Hermione lifted the photo from the tissue paper and smiled. She, Ron, and Harry were by the lake, beaming at the camera. Harry's arm was slung around one of her shoulders, and Ron's around her other. Hermione had her arms around them. It was taken right before the end of the year, after they had finished exams. She smiled and stuck it in a frame on her desk, next to the photo of her mum and dad. "Mum and Dad!" she gasped, pulling out a piece of parchment and scribbling a note to them. "Luna!" The owl came fluttering in from the bedroom, eyeing Pigwidgeon cautiously. "Bring this to Mum and Dad," she said, tying the letter to her leg. With one last look at Pigwidgeon, she sailed out the window. "Hold on, Pig." Hermione scribbled a note to Ron, accepting his invitation for Christmas and tied it to Pig's leg. "Bye, Pig," she said, watching him zoom out the window.
Here I am - next to you
And suddenly the world is all brand new
Here I am - where I'm gonna stay
Now there's nothin standin in our way
Here I am - this is me
Hermione finished her work, then headed to the hall for lunch. She ate a salad and drank pumpkin juice, then scurried back to her office, where a new assignment sat on her desk. "Miss Granger, please proof-read and re-write this article for the Daily News. Thank you, Mr. Blake." Hermione sat down and pulled out her eagle feather quill and started on the report.