A/N: Second chapter is up! Hope to see some reviews :)

Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters

Chapter 2: It seems so long ago...

 "Excuse me?" Hermione Granger, 19, ran inside the Flourish and Blotts. She tapped a guy's shoulder softly. "You uhh...forgot this back there," she panted as the guy, about her age, turned around. She handed him some old broom...
"Umm...thank you," the guy smiled. He had a dirty-blonde hair and shining gray eyes. He was built, but a lot taller. He was wearing a green shirt and gray "abercrombie" shorts.

"No problem," Hermione stared for a while, "So you're into old school booms?"

"Yeah." He replied, "No actually, I've had this since I was younger...my first Nimbus broom..."

"Oh. Well, I should go," Hermione said.

"Listen, thanks again" He stuck out his hand as Hermione did the same. They shook hands and

Hermione took off.

Hermione, nineteen-year-old-Hermione, has finished school and is finally living her dream as a starter for the Office of House-Elf ReLocation. She now spends most of her time owling her friends, and most of all seeing her bestest friends: Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Eighteen-year old Ginny Weasley, is one of her best friends now. Considering Ginny's a growing woman, Hermione can finally tell anything to her without getting weird looks.

Hermione's brown bushy hair is now straight. She had managed to get it straight every day, with no problem. Her hazel eyes lighten when the sun shines in her eyes. As dentists, Hermione's parents had fixed her buck-teeth, which made it perfectly straight.

Ginny's hair was still as red, but they were long lucious curls. She was beginning to look more beautiful, and her eyes were the first thing you could see when you look at her straight in the face.

"So, where were you yesterday?" Ginny asked, slurping her cherry syrup and soda with ice and an umbrella.

"Work. I got home pretty late, 'cuz I had to stop by Diagon Alley to buy Harry a birthday present," Hermione responded, "It was a strange day, actually."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. This guy left his Nimbus 2001 at the Leaky Couldron," Hermione chucked her cherry syrup at the garbage, "Like, who forgets their broom?"

"Nimbus 2001? Isn't that old?"

"Yeah...pretty old. He's like yeah, I got it when I was little. I was like, sure bud,"

Ginny giggled, "What'd you do?"

"I left," Hermione answered, "He was old..."

"Like how old?"

"Like...twenty one...I think..."

"Really? Was he hot?"

Hermione laughed, "Why should you care?"

"Well, it's not like you know him..."

"Yeah, well...he was kinda hot,"

"Harry-Hot?"

"Nah!!" Hermione giggled and punched Ginny on the shoulder.

"A guy hotter than Harry? Wow I'd wanna meet him!" Ginny sarcastically said.

"I don't look at Harry that way. Well, Harry's a growing boy...he's gone through puberty which I do admit makes him a lot cuter..." Hermione chuckled, "Besides, I found the guy first..."

"What time is it?"

"Three thirty," Hermione answered, "Harry and Ron should be here in five minutes..."

"Hey, what'd you get Harry?"

"A new jumper, a broom enhancer--"

"Another one?"

"Well this one's a lot cooler!" Hermione grinned, "And I got him the new Quidditch: Through the ages: Biography...thing"


"Oh, I got him a picture frame. It's really cool, cause you put your pictures in there, and it makes sounds..." Ginny told her, "And a bunch of Quidditch stuff from that Quality Quidditch supply store..."

Hermione and Ginny walked over to the Leaky Couldron, where they were going to meet Harry and Ron. As they stepped inside to find a seat, Hermione found the same boy he found the other day. She observed him as she walked passed. She nudged Ginny, "Hey, that's him."

Ginny turned around, "Him? Oh, he's gorgeous." She looked for a while, "He sort've reminds me of someone..."

This time, he wore a vest, which sort of revealed his chest, and black shorts.

Hermione turned to look "Really Who-"

"Hermione! Ginny! Over here!" Harry called. The boy saw caught Ginny and Hermione's eyes, and they both looked away quickly.

Hermione and Ginny walked over to where Harry and Ron were sitting. It seems that they've already ordered their part.

Harry's hair was still, of course, jet-black, he never really tried to get it cut. It was still messy, but this time he's used gel to keep parts of it spiked up, which really fits him well. He maintained that built body...Quidditch really pays off, doesn't it? His emerald green eyes shone through the darkness, which really brings out his handsome face.

Ron...Ron, Ron, Ron...a lot of changes for him. He was looking a lot more like his brother Bill, except with a nicely number 3 shaved head, and sideburns. His freckles barely show, but his eyes sparkled. With a lot of Quidditch training, he managed to get muscular, which attracts a few girls around. He was old enough to afford to get his left ear pierced!!

"Excited for your birthday, Harry?" Ginny smiled.

"Of course," He answered, "I'll be hangin' with my friends. What could be a better present than that?"

"Dursley's treating you well, Potter?" Hermione asked. He smiled and shrugged. They talked for minutes, but Hermione felt the urge to look at the guy once again. She looked up, and found herself locking eyes with that complete stranger. She quickly glanced somewhere else...

"What's wrong Hermione?" Ron asked.

"Huh? Oh...nothing!" She tried to look at him once again...but he wasn't there anymore.