**Disclaimer- See chapter 1.

**Author's note- This here chapter is dedicated to my dear little cousin Renee because she is having some problems with her best friend and I thought me dedicating a chapter to her might cheer her up! She loves my stories and I love her! I must apologize if some of my chapters are sort of short, there are certain spots where I want to stop my story so that I can name my chapters certain things and so that my story has the right sort of rhythm. So please, just endure it! I'm trying hard to write this as quick as I can before I loose all my ideas! Please read and review and all hail Sarah, queen of beta-land without her my stories would be the mess that most of them are because they were made before she became my beta!!

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Chapter 2- Great news and lots of organising!

Hermione woke up the next morning still feeling sad from leaving Draco the day before. She got out of bed and yawned and stretched, before picking up the clothes she'd left out for herself the night before and going into the bathroom that joined onto her small hotel room.

She'd been up late the night before finishing her packing, and then thinking about Draco. She knew in her heart of hearts she'd never ever see him again, and thinking about him just made her cry.

She finished her shower and combed the few knots out of her long, thick, brown hair. She smiled at her reflection as she cast a drying spell over her hair and added a few quick charms to make sure it didn't go frizzy. She loved being 17 and able to use magic whenever she wanted outside of school, it made getting ready in the morning so much easier.

She pulled on her low riding jeans and a baby pink halter top, then applied a little bit of make-up and lip-gloss before picking up the last of her belongings in the bathroom and packing them into her trunk.

After she packed the last of her belongings, she shrunk her suitcase and shoved it into her handbag, then picked the room key off the table and went down to the lobby to check out.

After she'd checked out and paid her mini-bar expenses, she apparated out of the lobby and into the lobby of the hotel her parents were staying in.

"Excuse me? What room are Mr. and Mrs. Granger staying in?" she asked the blonde witch at the desk in the lobby politely and the witch checked the computer.

"That's Granger, G-R-A-N-G-E-R yes?" the desk witch asked and Hermione nodded.

"They're in room 317. Take the lift to level three and then upon getting out of the lift turn left down the corridor. It won't be too far along!" she smiled at Hermione warmly before averting her attention to the wizard waiting beside her.

Hermione followed the witch's instructions and soon found room 317. She knocked on the door and waited for her parents to open it.

The door was promptly thrown open by her mother who wrapped her arms around her daughter with a squeal of her name.

She then stepped back and looked her daughter up and down.

"How are you dear? Are you eating well? You look sort of peaky, are you feeling okay?" her mother asked as she pulled her daughter through the door and closed it behind her.

"Yes mum, I'm fine! I could do with some breakfast though!" she said as she sat down in an armchair and looked around the room.

Her parents' things were all over the place and the sound of the shower running explained her father's absence.

"Of course dear, as soon as your father is out of the shower we can tell you our news and then I'll give you some money to go down the street and get something to eat." Said her mother as she busied herself with packing. Obviously they were heading home.

Hermione picked up a muggle magazine off the table next to her and started to read. Whenever she was bored she would pick up something with words and read it, she could read anything that remotely resembled any sort of literature. Soon she heard the shower stop and her father came out of the bathroom in his bathrobe shortly afterwards.

"Hello Hermione dear!" he said kissing her on the forehead, his hair dripping water on her.

"Ugh! Morning Dad!" she laughed wiping the drips off her face.

"Now, we have something rather big and life changing to discuss with you Hermione!" said her mum as she sat down on the bed and waited for her husband to do the same.

Hermione now figured that going home was not their exciting news; she got butterflies in her stomach as she waiting for her mother to continue.

"The reason your father and I were needed in London was because of a job offer that your father received from the British Ministry of Magic. Now the past few weeks we've been discussing the details of this job, trying to find a place to live, and a job for myself. We've contacted a renowned magic school here in England, but before we finalize anything we need to know what you think. Hermione, would you mind very much if we moved here to England?" Hermione's mum asked.

Hermione gasped and her heart leapt! If she lived in England there was a chance she would see Draco again! She didn't know where in England he lived, or what wizarding school he attended and she knew she couldn't find him at the beach resort he'd been staying at because he's returned to his family manor the same day she left. But she felt the pleased that there was a chance she could one day see him again.

"Well, if this is where Daddy needs to be for work, then I guess I could adjust! I mean it would be leaving my home and all my friends and everything I've ever known! But I've sorta grown to like England!" she said, thinking aside that the more she made it look like she was being put out, the more presents her mother would buy her to make up for it. She smiled bravely at her mother who puled her into a tight hug.

"You are such a wonderful daughter Hermione! I'll contact the headmaster at Hogwarts today and make sure you're accepted before the start of this year! I went to Hogwarts myself as a student; it's a great school! And tomorrow I'll take you shopping for your school things and I'll show you some really great shops in Diagon Alley!" she hugged her daughter once more then got up to continue packing her things.

"We are going back home today to pack up our things, then we'll come back to England tomorrow! You can come back with us today and say goodbye to your friends if you like, or you can stay here!" said her father as he shrunk his suitcase.

"I think I'll come back and say goodbye to my friends!" She said smiling at her father, "but right now I'm in need for some breakfast!" she laughed as she grabbed her fathers wallet and took out some muggle money and some wizard money and then left the room while her parents finished packing.

She sat down in a little muggle café and ate her pancakes while she pondered over her summer and the prospect of moving into an entirely different country. She smiled as she thought of Draco and how sweet he was and how cool it would be if she eventually did see him again.

Finally after she finished her pancakes and coffee she made her way back to the hotel hoping that her parents had finished packing by now.

When she got to the room she saw that they had, and they were just waiting for her to come back before they went down to the Ministry of magic to floo back to their house in America.

After a going through a strange telephone box-come-elevator, they got to the Ministry of Magic and had their wands checked by a security guard and then went to a wall of fireplaces marked "Overseas."

Her mother went first, throwing the green dust into the fire and calling out their address as she disappeared. She looked around at the room that was the Ministry of Magic in her new home country! She smiled to herself before stepping into the fire to pack up things in her old country!

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