A/N: I probably shouldn't be starting a new story since I haven't been updating very much lately. But I just have to put out this story, so enjoy it.

Chapter One

Shattered With Time

Dear Raven Hemlock,

I know this is something that you may careless about what I am about to let you read. But if you like a good story then I believe you might like this. I have left my life behind from what it used to be, I had a loving family, my always faithful boyfriend, and friends that would fight for me to the day that they die. I don't know why I'm telling you this, but I was told that it would be good for me so I can begin the process of letting go. I've tried before to let go of what I once thought were things I could hold onto. But...I can't. Leaving something behind is very painful for ones self, I can kill someone if they hold on tight enough. No, I should not be talking about death. I've seen to much as it is. You don't know me that well but I was told that you could help me. Hopefully you can. I've had specialists that only looked into my type of situation, but they never seemed to help me. I guess I just need someone of my own age to help me. They just don't understand what it's like having something done in front of you that you can not control. Do you like the feeling of being in control? Being on top of things? Knowing how some things will turn out even if you didn't see coming at first but knew they were coming? I have faith that you can help. I've been told that you have gone through things similar to my own situation and I'm curious to see how you handle this type of situation. The doctors told me I was the most unique case that they've ever had so now I have doubt that anyone may be able to help me regain what I once had. Finally be able to go back and face what I ran from. They'll be waiting for my return. They told me so. I wonder what has happened in their lives since I departed from them. My boyfriend told me that he would wait for me, that he loves me. I wonder if he still does. Does he? Hmm...I don't know. Did you think this when you were dealing?

It's this time that I feel somewhat strong. But I know I am not strong enough to go back...not yet anyways. They wrote to me, told me how they were. And I wrote back telling them what has been going on where I am, that I'm going to write to you and ask for help. You know what the funny thing is? They've never visited me once since I left. Well, that is besides my boyfriend. He came and brought me red roses. I was so happy to see his face after about two months of being away from him and everyone. He stayed about a week before leaving me with the promise of coming back. Which he has, come back to see me several times a month. If I have interested you now you may click the link below, if not, then I hope you would just like to here a good story.

My respects,

Hermione Granger