Dude, this is it. I'm ready to preview my the sequel to this. It will be posted ON CHRISTMAS EVE for you all to enjoy under the title of Long Lost Memory... I will post a link to it at that time on this story.. Email me if you have any questions or whatever.... Also read and review for My Name.... I did make all region and I am planning on fulfilling my promise... So here is the preview for Long Lost Memory...
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter characters and do not intend to make any kind of money out of this.
Dedication: To Lauren, my pal forever
I can't believe it. I still can't. A year has passed and that is all I ever think about. It was all a dream. Everything was a dream. The love, the...the sex... I mean, I was gone for three days and I lived a different life. What if it wasn't? What if it was real? What ifs conquer and dement my thoughts.
He professed his love to me that night. The real him. That really happened. Draco Malfoy said he loved me and I loved him. Then why did I run? I ran from my problems, my fears, everything. I ran away from the things that happened in the first place.
Too scared of Polyjuice Potion, I invented something of my own. Despite Professor Snape's best attempts I still excelled at potions. I call it the Life Saver. Maybe it was a what if machine... I laugh at myself now, The Walking dictionary, the smartest girl in Hogwarts, and I couldn't face my problems.
Hogwarts, how I loved Hogwarts. I fled it of course. I finished school at Durmstrang under the name of Phiona Clearwater, pureblood that thought she was a squib.
I graduated with honors under the guidance of the Dark Arts professor. I gained an awesome amount of N.E.W.Ts and graduated to become an Auror.
Here is where we are. My life as Phiona Clearwater and what happened afterward.
Hermione woke up to an irritating sound in her head she knew to be her magical alarm clock. She had her Auror training complete last week and it was her first day on the job.
She said a quick spell to turn her alarm clock off, and started to get ready. She went to her closet and grabbed some jeans and a tank top. She put on her makeup and apperated to the telephone booth.
She went through the process she was so familiar with by now and hurried to her office. On her way to her new office she saw a sign that said all new Aurors should report for a Staff Meeting immediately. Fearing she would be late she ran.
".... that's why you will be paired up with.... May I help you Miss?" Hermione blushed as she realized she was late.
"I'm sorry I'm late. I'm Phiona Clearwater." She said taking the elderly man's hand. He shook her hand, checked his list and told her to have a seat.
She looked around to see something that she wanted to die at seeing. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Seamus Finnigan, and NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM. She realized the man was speaking again and she tried to listen to him.
"...groups shall be assigned for your first assignments. The file case shall be included and you may begin when you get your group together. This is your final step in becoming full fledged Aurors.
"Group one is......" She tuned this part out until they came to group three when she heard her name first. "Phiona L. Clearwater, Harry J. Potter, Ronald A. Weasley, Draco D. Malfoy, Neville F. Longbottom, Travis D. Park...."
Hermione twiddled with her dark brown hair and took out a mirror to make sure her potion wouldn't reveal her. Blue eyes check. Hair check. Attitude.... She quickly plastered on a smirk as she winked at the blonde haired, green eyed, devil she knew from Durmstrang.
"Well, if we should work together we should get to know one another." Harry told them as he picked up the case file.
"No need for us to know one another, mate." Neville said in a deep voice as he had a seat next to Hermione.
"Save the pleasantries, Potter. We all know you as the Boy-Who-Just-Wouldn't-Croak." She hit herself on the inside. She had insulted her best friend.
"Phi, we have to work with these dunderheads. Please don't get them started. We might lose brain cells having to listen to them. Except for Malfoy over here. Then again, he fell for a Mudblood so he couldn't have been all too smart."
"Take that back, Park." Ron shouted in Travis's face. I bit my lip so I wouldn't let any emotions show.
"Hermione was a lot more than that." Harry piped in pulling his wand on Travis.
"She's gone Potter. Let it go. No one knows what happened to her. We searched, remember." My sweet Draco. Her heart throbbed at his voice.
"She'll be back one day, helping me." Neville said. I closed my eyes, then opened them again putting my rough exterior on again.
"Helping you? So the Mudblood was a whore too. Should have known. Hey Travis, tell them the policy on Mudbloods in Durmstrang." I told the hottie in the black robes. I myself opted for blood red ones.
"A dead Mudblood is a good Mudblood. Come on Phi. Hey you five, you look at the first half since that's all you can do, together," He snatched the next half, "we'll look at this part. Meet tomorrow in my office at noon."
"Bye boys." I flirted, walking with Travis, looking back at my best friends, then at one particular man. I closed my eyes imagining his lips on mine. I moaned as I reached for platinum hair.
I kissed him with all my might. Then I opened him mouth and felt his hands under my robes and on my skin. It was different. It was not the beautiful soft touch of lace I felt. O opened my eyes to see Travis. I closed my eyes imagining Draco instead, rubbing me under my pants.
He was rubbing me. I moaned, then moaned Draco so quietly that perhaps no one heard... Oh Draco, if only you could be mine...
Draco opened his eyes and did a double take. He heard Hermione's voice in the woman, moaning his name. It wasn't real. Hermione was gone... She would never be his....
A/N: That's only half of the chapter. Email me and tell me what you think.. Remember I will post on Christmas Eve under the title of Long Lost Memory... Totally different concept that is hard to work with so it's not as good as some of the other stories i've written but I wanna broaden my horizons.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter characters and do not intend to make any kind of money out of this.
Dedication: To Lauren, my pal forever
I can't believe it. I still can't. A year has passed and that is all I ever think about. It was all a dream. Everything was a dream. The love, the...the sex... I mean, I was gone for three days and I lived a different life. What if it wasn't? What if it was real? What ifs conquer and dement my thoughts.
He professed his love to me that night. The real him. That really happened. Draco Malfoy said he loved me and I loved him. Then why did I run? I ran from my problems, my fears, everything. I ran away from the things that happened in the first place.
Too scared of Polyjuice Potion, I invented something of my own. Despite Professor Snape's best attempts I still excelled at potions. I call it the Life Saver. Maybe it was a what if machine... I laugh at myself now, The Walking dictionary, the smartest girl in Hogwarts, and I couldn't face my problems.
Hogwarts, how I loved Hogwarts. I fled it of course. I finished school at Durmstrang under the name of Phiona Clearwater, pureblood that thought she was a squib.
I graduated with honors under the guidance of the Dark Arts professor. I gained an awesome amount of N.E.W.Ts and graduated to become an Auror.
Here is where we are. My life as Phiona Clearwater and what happened afterward.
Hermione woke up to an irritating sound in her head she knew to be her magical alarm clock. She had her Auror training complete last week and it was her first day on the job.
She said a quick spell to turn her alarm clock off, and started to get ready. She went to her closet and grabbed some jeans and a tank top. She put on her makeup and apperated to the telephone booth.
She went through the process she was so familiar with by now and hurried to her office. On her way to her new office she saw a sign that said all new Aurors should report for a Staff Meeting immediately. Fearing she would be late she ran.
".... that's why you will be paired up with.... May I help you Miss?" Hermione blushed as she realized she was late.
"I'm sorry I'm late. I'm Phiona Clearwater." She said taking the elderly man's hand. He shook her hand, checked his list and told her to have a seat.
She looked around to see something that she wanted to die at seeing. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Seamus Finnigan, and NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM. She realized the man was speaking again and she tried to listen to him.
"...groups shall be assigned for your first assignments. The file case shall be included and you may begin when you get your group together. This is your final step in becoming full fledged Aurors.
"Group one is......" She tuned this part out until they came to group three when she heard her name first. "Phiona L. Clearwater, Harry J. Potter, Ronald A. Weasley, Draco D. Malfoy, Neville F. Longbottom, Travis D. Park...."
Hermione twiddled with her dark brown hair and took out a mirror to make sure her potion wouldn't reveal her. Blue eyes check. Hair check. Attitude.... She quickly plastered on a smirk as she winked at the blonde haired, green eyed, devil she knew from Durmstrang.
"Well, if we should work together we should get to know one another." Harry told them as he picked up the case file.
"No need for us to know one another, mate." Neville said in a deep voice as he had a seat next to Hermione.
"Save the pleasantries, Potter. We all know you as the Boy-Who-Just-Wouldn't-Croak." She hit herself on the inside. She had insulted her best friend.
"Phi, we have to work with these dunderheads. Please don't get them started. We might lose brain cells having to listen to them. Except for Malfoy over here. Then again, he fell for a Mudblood so he couldn't have been all too smart."
"Take that back, Park." Ron shouted in Travis's face. I bit my lip so I wouldn't let any emotions show.
"Hermione was a lot more than that." Harry piped in pulling his wand on Travis.
"She's gone Potter. Let it go. No one knows what happened to her. We searched, remember." My sweet Draco. Her heart throbbed at his voice.
"She'll be back one day, helping me." Neville said. I closed my eyes, then opened them again putting my rough exterior on again.
"Helping you? So the Mudblood was a whore too. Should have known. Hey Travis, tell them the policy on Mudbloods in Durmstrang." I told the hottie in the black robes. I myself opted for blood red ones.
"A dead Mudblood is a good Mudblood. Come on Phi. Hey you five, you look at the first half since that's all you can do, together," He snatched the next half, "we'll look at this part. Meet tomorrow in my office at noon."
"Bye boys." I flirted, walking with Travis, looking back at my best friends, then at one particular man. I closed my eyes imagining his lips on mine. I moaned as I reached for platinum hair.
I kissed him with all my might. Then I opened him mouth and felt his hands under my robes and on my skin. It was different. It was not the beautiful soft touch of lace I felt. O opened my eyes to see Travis. I closed my eyes imagining Draco instead, rubbing me under my pants.
He was rubbing me. I moaned, then moaned Draco so quietly that perhaps no one heard... Oh Draco, if only you could be mine...
Draco opened his eyes and did a double take. He heard Hermione's voice in the woman, moaning his name. It wasn't real. Hermione was gone... She would never be his....
A/N: That's only half of the chapter. Email me and tell me what you think.. Remember I will post on Christmas Eve under the title of Long Lost Memory... Totally different concept that is hard to work with so it's not as good as some of the other stories i've written but I wanna broaden my horizons.