A/N: Chapter five! Two chapters in one day! I haven't been like this in a
really long time!!
Big Thank you to the people who have reviewed the story and the last chapter!!
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"Okay, here's the deal. They ask, you answer but vaguely." Madeline explained as they walked through the halls of the hotel to the ballroom for the press conference. "Remember, no signs of liking and," Madeline paused.
"Yeah?" Hermione looked at her.
"You can't mention his name," She looked at her.
"I know."
"Nothing, no emotions. You don't have feelings for him anyway, right?"
Hermione paused for a moment, not replying. "No feelings." She whispered softly as they approached the entrance. She took a deep breath and smiled. The moment she stepped in the photographer's cameras began to flash like crazy. Hermione smiled and waved.
"Hannah!" They all called her at the same time.
"This way," Maverick escorted her to the seats and he took a seat beside her. "Good afternoon, everyone." He spoke into his mic. "This will be Miss Granger's first press conference for her trip to London."
"Hello," Hermione smiled and the flashes kept coming. She squinted her eyes as she tried to see the people around her.
"One question to a reporter." Maverick spoke clearly. "You," He pointed to a reporter.
"Miss Granger, who was that boy you were with? What's his name?"
"A friend. And only one question." Hermione sat up straight.
"We will answer only three more questions regarding that topic. I've sent a letter to all the papers and it will be posted tomorrow." Maverick spoke again. "H." He pointed to a man who barely had any hair.
"Why were you kissing this so called 'friend'."
Hermione was taken a back and Maverick whispered the answer in her ear. "I wasn't kissing him, it was a mere peck on the cheek. We go way back." Hermione lied through her teeth.
"What were you doing with him, in the rain, at night, alone?" The next reporter asked.
"Like I said, he's a friend, we were hanging out, it rained, and I'm just like any other teenager, I was just having fun."
"So you're idea of fun is playing in the rain?" He asked.
"One question," Maverick looked at the man.
"No it's okay." Hermione cut in. "Yes, and so is skating, talking on the phone, e-mail, shopping and I don't know, what do kids my age do these days?" They all laughed. "Look, I'm only fifteen, I've got so much ahead of me and I know I'll be seeing a lot of you people but when you really think about it, I'm just an ordinary teenager with an extraordinary job."
"How do you feel about your new album going seventeen times platinum in one week."
"Wow." Hermione laughed. "I have no idea, I'm ecstatic that's for sure but I know that this will only be a temporary state so I don't want anything to get into my head." Hermione laughed.
"What are you doing for the holidays?"
"Well," Hermione smiled. "I'll be staying with my parents and my thirteen- year-old half-sister for Christmas but I know I'll be back in the US before New Years. So another four days maybe."
"Speaking of your half-sister, this is the first time you've ever mentioned you've had siblings."
"My resume never said I had to talk about my private life." Hermione laughed.
"You're real name, Hermione, why did you change it to Hannah?"
"Exactly eighteen days before I got signed my grandmother died. Her name was, Hannah. And eighteen is my lucky number." Hermione smiled.
"Have you seen your sister at all?"
"Yesterday was the first time I saw her in a month." Hermione answered. She leaned onto Maverick and whispered, "Why are they so interested in Sofia?"
"To them she's an enigma." He laughed. "Well that's all we have for today but Hannah will have her interviews in two days time. Thank you, all!"
"Bye," Hermione waved as she was escorted out of the crowded room.
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"Hey, Sof." Hermione smiled at her younger half-sister. Her parent's had gotten divorced when her mother was pregnant with her and her mother married a man no sooner after that and had another daughter.
"Hello," She looked up from the book she was reading. Hermione remembered when she had been like that once not long ago.
"What do you want to do today?"
"For someone who has a really big career, you're really stupid." Sofia sat up and handed her a Polaroid photo of the bathroom mirror with Draco's name of it. Don't leave walking proof around. It's good thing I got here before those cleaning people came." She put her book down.
"I swear if you show this to anyone," Hermione looked at her.
"I won't," She looked at her. "Promise besides no one will know it was you who wrote it."
"Good point." Hermione sighed. "I haven't been out of this place in three days. Let's go shopping."
"Okay," Sofia replied. She didn't care much about this whole stardom thing. "Mom and dad had to fly to Malaysia for a meeting so I'm stuck with you."
"I know, Sof." Hermione replied. "Hey, what do you know! The tabloid dudes finally got their story and they're all leaving." Hermione sighed, she spotted a man with blonde hair almost exactly like Draco's walking away.
"Call him," Sofia handed her the phone.
"I have no idea where he is and I don't think he has a phone." Hermione replied. "It was one night, that's all it can ever be."
"You famous people are really weird." Sofia replied. "You not only dress weird but you say weird things as well."
"Sof, just lay off."
"He was the guy you used to write about in your diary." Sofia replied. "Don't you see, he's only being nice to you because you're famous now."
"Sofia, stop." Hermione looked at her.
"One last thing, four days is all you got left." Sofia looked at her sister.
"For what?"
"You're smart, Hermione." Sofia looked at her. "I'm sure you'll figure that out on your own."
The sisters had decided to just stay within the closed security of the hotel just hanging out by the pool and spending time together.
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Three Days Later
"Hey," Ginny looked at her friend. "Merry Christmas!"
"Hi," Draco sighed.
"Here." She handed him a cup of cocoa. "Nice cold day isn't it?"
"Yeah," Draco answered numbly.
"I never knew you could fall for someone so quickly."
"What are you talking about?" He looked at his friend.
"Don't pretend that you don't know," Ginny sighed. "I saw her in the news, Draco, she's been my friend for awhile now and I know she's hurting just as much as you are."
"She said it was a mistake."
"For her sake," Ginny looked at him. "You're going to ask her to give up everything that she's worked for, for that one night?"
"I kissed her big deal." Draco shrugged.
"It is when your Hannah Granger." Ginny tossed a tabloid and walked away.
Draco studied it and saw it was the picture of the moment Hermione said everything was a mistake. She looked devastated and Harry was even in the picture. Hannah: CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE?
"They sure know how to bend things up." Draco sighed. He studied her face, and there was only one thing that you could sense as you looked at her. For some reason you could feel the sadness in her eyes, as if she were in pain.
The next day Draco saw the newspaper carrying a big headline: Goodbye, Hannah!
Today, Hannah Granger will be saying goodbye once more to London at five in the morning. In the nine days that she was here she was able to create a whole story for us to remember. She will leave today with her half-sister, Sofia, heading for the America. How long will Miss Granger be gone? Indefinitely. So 'til the next time Miss Granger, goodbye and we will surely miss you!
"That's it," Harry said sadly, "She's gone."
"This came for this morning." Ana handed them a package. It was a little goody bag for everyone.
My Dearest Friends (Including Ana and Draco),
Though it pains me not to be able to say goodbye to you my record company had requested that I stay completely away from the spotlight for the time being. I'm going back to my apartment in LA with Sofia, how long I'll be gone? I still don't know. I love you all and I hope you've forgiven me as I cry here only wishing that you already have.
Always,
Hermione
"This is a personal one for you," Ana handed Draco the note.
Draco,
I'm sorry. You have my heart, forever.
Eight letters, three words, one meaning, always.
Hermione
In the envelope Draco had felt something. It was a heart pendant with 831 engraved in it.
"831?" Draco questioned.
He didn't understand what Hermione had meant by that but he knew that she felt the same way, it just could never be.
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A/N: I worked hard so read and review, please! Since that parts done time to get to the second, much longer part of the story. See you in awhile!!
--bbg17
Big Thank you to the people who have reviewed the story and the last chapter!!
~*~*~*~
"Okay, here's the deal. They ask, you answer but vaguely." Madeline explained as they walked through the halls of the hotel to the ballroom for the press conference. "Remember, no signs of liking and," Madeline paused.
"Yeah?" Hermione looked at her.
"You can't mention his name," She looked at her.
"I know."
"Nothing, no emotions. You don't have feelings for him anyway, right?"
Hermione paused for a moment, not replying. "No feelings." She whispered softly as they approached the entrance. She took a deep breath and smiled. The moment she stepped in the photographer's cameras began to flash like crazy. Hermione smiled and waved.
"Hannah!" They all called her at the same time.
"This way," Maverick escorted her to the seats and he took a seat beside her. "Good afternoon, everyone." He spoke into his mic. "This will be Miss Granger's first press conference for her trip to London."
"Hello," Hermione smiled and the flashes kept coming. She squinted her eyes as she tried to see the people around her.
"One question to a reporter." Maverick spoke clearly. "You," He pointed to a reporter.
"Miss Granger, who was that boy you were with? What's his name?"
"A friend. And only one question." Hermione sat up straight.
"We will answer only three more questions regarding that topic. I've sent a letter to all the papers and it will be posted tomorrow." Maverick spoke again. "H." He pointed to a man who barely had any hair.
"Why were you kissing this so called 'friend'."
Hermione was taken a back and Maverick whispered the answer in her ear. "I wasn't kissing him, it was a mere peck on the cheek. We go way back." Hermione lied through her teeth.
"What were you doing with him, in the rain, at night, alone?" The next reporter asked.
"Like I said, he's a friend, we were hanging out, it rained, and I'm just like any other teenager, I was just having fun."
"So you're idea of fun is playing in the rain?" He asked.
"One question," Maverick looked at the man.
"No it's okay." Hermione cut in. "Yes, and so is skating, talking on the phone, e-mail, shopping and I don't know, what do kids my age do these days?" They all laughed. "Look, I'm only fifteen, I've got so much ahead of me and I know I'll be seeing a lot of you people but when you really think about it, I'm just an ordinary teenager with an extraordinary job."
"How do you feel about your new album going seventeen times platinum in one week."
"Wow." Hermione laughed. "I have no idea, I'm ecstatic that's for sure but I know that this will only be a temporary state so I don't want anything to get into my head." Hermione laughed.
"What are you doing for the holidays?"
"Well," Hermione smiled. "I'll be staying with my parents and my thirteen- year-old half-sister for Christmas but I know I'll be back in the US before New Years. So another four days maybe."
"Speaking of your half-sister, this is the first time you've ever mentioned you've had siblings."
"My resume never said I had to talk about my private life." Hermione laughed.
"You're real name, Hermione, why did you change it to Hannah?"
"Exactly eighteen days before I got signed my grandmother died. Her name was, Hannah. And eighteen is my lucky number." Hermione smiled.
"Have you seen your sister at all?"
"Yesterday was the first time I saw her in a month." Hermione answered. She leaned onto Maverick and whispered, "Why are they so interested in Sofia?"
"To them she's an enigma." He laughed. "Well that's all we have for today but Hannah will have her interviews in two days time. Thank you, all!"
"Bye," Hermione waved as she was escorted out of the crowded room.
~*~*~*~
"Hey, Sof." Hermione smiled at her younger half-sister. Her parent's had gotten divorced when her mother was pregnant with her and her mother married a man no sooner after that and had another daughter.
"Hello," She looked up from the book she was reading. Hermione remembered when she had been like that once not long ago.
"What do you want to do today?"
"For someone who has a really big career, you're really stupid." Sofia sat up and handed her a Polaroid photo of the bathroom mirror with Draco's name of it. Don't leave walking proof around. It's good thing I got here before those cleaning people came." She put her book down.
"I swear if you show this to anyone," Hermione looked at her.
"I won't," She looked at her. "Promise besides no one will know it was you who wrote it."
"Good point." Hermione sighed. "I haven't been out of this place in three days. Let's go shopping."
"Okay," Sofia replied. She didn't care much about this whole stardom thing. "Mom and dad had to fly to Malaysia for a meeting so I'm stuck with you."
"I know, Sof." Hermione replied. "Hey, what do you know! The tabloid dudes finally got their story and they're all leaving." Hermione sighed, she spotted a man with blonde hair almost exactly like Draco's walking away.
"Call him," Sofia handed her the phone.
"I have no idea where he is and I don't think he has a phone." Hermione replied. "It was one night, that's all it can ever be."
"You famous people are really weird." Sofia replied. "You not only dress weird but you say weird things as well."
"Sof, just lay off."
"He was the guy you used to write about in your diary." Sofia replied. "Don't you see, he's only being nice to you because you're famous now."
"Sofia, stop." Hermione looked at her.
"One last thing, four days is all you got left." Sofia looked at her sister.
"For what?"
"You're smart, Hermione." Sofia looked at her. "I'm sure you'll figure that out on your own."
The sisters had decided to just stay within the closed security of the hotel just hanging out by the pool and spending time together.
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Three Days Later
"Hey," Ginny looked at her friend. "Merry Christmas!"
"Hi," Draco sighed.
"Here." She handed him a cup of cocoa. "Nice cold day isn't it?"
"Yeah," Draco answered numbly.
"I never knew you could fall for someone so quickly."
"What are you talking about?" He looked at his friend.
"Don't pretend that you don't know," Ginny sighed. "I saw her in the news, Draco, she's been my friend for awhile now and I know she's hurting just as much as you are."
"She said it was a mistake."
"For her sake," Ginny looked at him. "You're going to ask her to give up everything that she's worked for, for that one night?"
"I kissed her big deal." Draco shrugged.
"It is when your Hannah Granger." Ginny tossed a tabloid and walked away.
Draco studied it and saw it was the picture of the moment Hermione said everything was a mistake. She looked devastated and Harry was even in the picture. Hannah: CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE?
"They sure know how to bend things up." Draco sighed. He studied her face, and there was only one thing that you could sense as you looked at her. For some reason you could feel the sadness in her eyes, as if she were in pain.
The next day Draco saw the newspaper carrying a big headline: Goodbye, Hannah!
Today, Hannah Granger will be saying goodbye once more to London at five in the morning. In the nine days that she was here she was able to create a whole story for us to remember. She will leave today with her half-sister, Sofia, heading for the America. How long will Miss Granger be gone? Indefinitely. So 'til the next time Miss Granger, goodbye and we will surely miss you!
"That's it," Harry said sadly, "She's gone."
"This came for this morning." Ana handed them a package. It was a little goody bag for everyone.
My Dearest Friends (Including Ana and Draco),
Though it pains me not to be able to say goodbye to you my record company had requested that I stay completely away from the spotlight for the time being. I'm going back to my apartment in LA with Sofia, how long I'll be gone? I still don't know. I love you all and I hope you've forgiven me as I cry here only wishing that you already have.
Always,
Hermione
"This is a personal one for you," Ana handed Draco the note.
Draco,
I'm sorry. You have my heart, forever.
Eight letters, three words, one meaning, always.
Hermione
In the envelope Draco had felt something. It was a heart pendant with 831 engraved in it.
"831?" Draco questioned.
He didn't understand what Hermione had meant by that but he knew that she felt the same way, it just could never be.
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A/N: I worked hard so read and review, please! Since that parts done time to get to the second, much longer part of the story. See you in awhile!!
--bbg17
