Chapter 1- New Life
Hermione Granger was on the muggle train on her way to London from her home in Surrey, thinking about the 7 years she had just experienced at Hogwarts.
Hermione could have easily apparated to London, but she has said to her mother that she wanted to go by a slower transport, giving her more time to ease into her new life in London. She had already chosen and bought her flat and car. Her flat overlooked the Thames which was supposed to be beautiful at sunrise and when the light reflected off the water in the summer. Her car was a Mini Cooper car; one of the new models's which had only just come out. (A/N: My dad's getting a custom made one on September 1st and they are soooo cute!)
"Ticket please Miss," the conductor said, leaning over the seat to talk to her. Hermione handed him the ticket and continued to think about her two best friends, Ron and Harry. Harry now lived in Sirius's house which he had inherited when Sirius had died. Ron lived with Lavender Brown in a cottage in North Wales. They had settled down as soon as Hogwarts was over as they had been dating in their 7th year and had fallen in love. That was after Hermione and Ron had broke things off. She and Ron had gone out for a year and it had been one of the best times of her life every day they had spent together. They had kissed, held hands, laughed, talked, did whatever (A/N: Excluding all the sexual stuff), they were just happy that they could spend time like this together. But all this time, they hadn't noticed how cold Harry had become whenever Hermione and Ron acted like a couple. He spent most of his time in the Library, flying or walking around the castle. Only on their last day of freedom 3 days before, that she had become aware of the feelings that Harry had for her. He had left a letter on Hermione's bed and telling here everything that he wished he could have told her before. Hermione got the letter out of her coat pocket for the umpteenth time that day and read the letter with tears in her eyes:
Dear Hermione,
You're probably starting to pack, getting ready to go home to say good-bye to your parents. I couldn't let you leave without you knowing how much I love you but I could never say it to your face. So I put it in a letter so I can let all my feelings out without having to tell you to your face.
I LOVE YOU! I have loved you ever since our 2nd year when I saw you petrified on that hospital bed, and my eyes filled with tears for you. To see you lying stiff, as though you were dead. But I kept my feelings inside me, just so we could carry on being friends. Then in the 3rd year, you protected me when I thought Sirius was going to kill me. In the 4th year, you believed me when no-one else would and you helped me win the Triwizard Tournament. Finally in our 5th, you helped me with the DA and were willing to risk your own life to save mine. 6th year, when I had fell unconscious; you duelled with Voldemort himself just to save my life again. But you went out with Ron, and my heart was broken. I couldn't stand seeing you both acting like a couple so I kept away from you and Ron. And last of all, in our 7th year, you broke up with Ron and made me the happiest boy in the world because I thought it was my chance. But you were always so wrapped up in your studies for me even to ask you on a date.
You mean the world to me and you're the reason I'm standing here today, writing this and telling you my feelings. I love everything about you. Your beauty, radiance, mind, body (A/N: Boys eh? LoL!), smile, laugh voice… I could tell you all day what I think of you but I can't.
Please don't reply. I will talk to you at Christmas about this. If you do send me owls, DO NOT even touch the subject. I will send you an owl in 5 days time to see how you are.
Bye.
Love you,
Harry
And as the train pulled into Kings Cross, Hermione was crying at the fact that she felt everything that Harry had just wrote, but couldn't tell him until Christmas.