I Don't Believe in Good-Byes
Disclaimer I do not own anything related to Harry Potter and Co. in any way. I own the plot and anything else that is a figment of my imagination.
A/n: Another attempt at a story. Those who have read my other stories please don't kill me for not updating lately.
Chapter One: A Change And I Like It
It was a sunny day in August and Hermione Granger was just lounging around the pool. Hermione changed over the past couple of years. But more so over the summer. Many months ago her father had passed away and she had to suffer through the pain alone. She became quieter and she kept pushing people away. Hermione used to think she was alone in her life, but she wasn't. When she got home Hermione and her mother had gotten closer and she realized she was not alone. She had her mother.
At the beginning of the summer after her father's death, Hermione's mother began to tell Hermione of her true past, her mother and father are pureblooded wizards. They both fought for the light side against a dangerous dark wizarding organization. It was a dangerous time, so her parents fled into hiding. During their bonding period Hermione learned that she is not Hermione Espe Granger, but she is Hermione Espe Verena. This was a lot of information to comprehend, but Hermione is an understanding person and took news quite calmly. She didn't blame her parents for keeping the secret from her. It was for her protection. But what Hermione didn't know was how special her family was.
As the summer progresses on and Hermione goes shopping with her mother ang as she browses throughout Muggle London she falls upon a guitar and instantly falls in love with in.
"Mom, Mom! Can I please get the guitar! Please please!" Hermione begs as the pass through a music store.
"Well... I suppose you can get the guitar as an early birthday gift..." Hermoine's mother decides slowly. (A/n sorry if that doesn't make sense.)
"Yay!" Hermione shouts with glee.
As soon as Hermione gets home she rushes to put her things away. Once she is finished she walks into the study sitting by the window. Hermione touches the strings and feels an electric shock. It's as like she becomes one with the instrument. (a/n sounds corny yea yea leave me alone...) With a guitar in her hands it feels so natural and she spends the day playing her guitar. It sparks some hope in Hermione's eyes as she begins to feel all her troubles wash away with each note.
Almost everyday this is how Hermione's life went. As soon as she was done with chores or other things she'd rush to play her guitar. But Hermione's love for the guitar isn't the only change in her daily routine, she and her mother had enrolled in some summer defense courses. Was it just for fun? Or was it for if they ever needed in the future?
September first came too fast for Hermione and her mother and before they knew it was time for Annelise and Hermione to say good-bye in front of the infamous Hogwarts Express. Hermione and her mother did quick farewells fearing that the other would begin to cry. What do you expect from them? They are all each other has left now. Hermione promised to write to her mother often as she walked onto the scarlet train. When she looked outside to wave to her mother she already disappeared.
'How odd" Hermione thinks as she sits down waiting for the train to depart. Ever since last year she has grown distant with Harry and Ron. She doesn't mind anymore, she prefers the solitude. Hermione rummages through her bag looking for her prefect badge and pins it onto her robes. (A/N: Hermione is the only one of the trio that is a prefect. I know Ron is supposed to be one. But I don't think he should have one. Sorry for you people who think he should.)
As the train trip continues Hermione didn't expect anyone to sit with her during, so she slid on her discman that was charmed to play at Hogwarts. She was too caught up in the music and didn't notice the door slid open and someone sat across from her.
"Holy shit Ginny you scared me!"
"Heh sorry Mione," Ginny apologized.
"What brings you here?"
"Mione why do you even ask? You're one of my best friends. Why wouldn't I come and talk with you?" Ginny asked.
"Meh, well since your BOYFRIEND and BROTHER are no longer socializing with I thought you wouldn't either" Hermione snapped.
Ginny blushed, but then quickly recovered, "Lord Mione you should know better. As if I would really listen to my pig-headed brother. If Harry has a problem well tough luck. He doesn't rule over me."
"Sorry Gin"
"It's alright Mione. How have you been? You look great by the way!" Ginny asked. Ginny was referring to the muscles Hermione has gained and visible from her navy blue tank top.
"I'm been okay I guess. I didn't personally want to come back this year. My mom and I have been going to the gym and taking defense classes. How have you been?" Hermione replied.
"Well those classes sure as hell paid off. I've been great. Harry came over during the summer and he did the sweetest things..."
I started to block Ginny out as she started to describe her summer in detail. The annual ritual soon interrupted us as Malfoy and his arrogant self graced us with his presence.
"Well well well. What do we have here? A Weaslette and a Mud.d. Nerdy Bookworm," Malfoy sneered.
"What are you doing in our compartment Malfoy?" Ginny snarled.
"Manners Weasley. I stopped by the Golden Boy and Weasel's compartment and noticed part of the wonder trio wasn't there and I came to investigate," Malfoy scorned.
"Well you found out. So how bout you investigate your dirty self else where Malfoy," Hermione finally spoke getting sick of Malfoy disgusting presence.
"Ohh big bad Granger finally speaks. What are you going to do about it if I don't Granger?" Malfoy taunted.
Malfoy didn't get a response that he expected instead he got side swept and fell to the ground. Hermione jumped over him and brought her hand to his throat and mutter, "Get out!"
Within seconds Malfoy scurried out of the compartment. And the room was left with an uneasy silence. Finally Ginny let out a barely audible "Wow".
"What was that all about Mione?" Ginny asked a little afraid.
"I'm not taking sht from anyone this year. I'm sick of it all," was her only reply.
Ginny and Hermione sat back down and began on talking on anything that came to mind.
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Draco's POV (Only for a short moment)
I scurried out of Granger's compartment in a rush and walked into an abandoned compartment.
'Sht I was only there to get her a little bit annoyed, not for her to be the shit out of me. Man I can't believe she just humiliated me!'
I was trying to get angry at the stupid mud.d.b. muggle-born but I couldn't. I remember seeing so much rage in her eyes. And the way she looked when she tightened her grip around my throat.
'And I liked it' I smirked and began to think of Granger.
'Whatever made her change I'm beginning to like this bad ass Granger even though she is kind of scary. I can't deny that she isn't hot'
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A/n: I think I'll end the chapter here. Read, Review and Enjoy. I don't care if you flame. Feel free to give me some suggestions. I know this is starting to sound like a cliché. But hopefully it isn't. And for you to find that out you have to continue reading.
Disclaimer I do not own anything related to Harry Potter and Co. in any way. I own the plot and anything else that is a figment of my imagination.
A/n: Another attempt at a story. Those who have read my other stories please don't kill me for not updating lately.
Chapter One: A Change And I Like It
It was a sunny day in August and Hermione Granger was just lounging around the pool. Hermione changed over the past couple of years. But more so over the summer. Many months ago her father had passed away and she had to suffer through the pain alone. She became quieter and she kept pushing people away. Hermione used to think she was alone in her life, but she wasn't. When she got home Hermione and her mother had gotten closer and she realized she was not alone. She had her mother.
At the beginning of the summer after her father's death, Hermione's mother began to tell Hermione of her true past, her mother and father are pureblooded wizards. They both fought for the light side against a dangerous dark wizarding organization. It was a dangerous time, so her parents fled into hiding. During their bonding period Hermione learned that she is not Hermione Espe Granger, but she is Hermione Espe Verena. This was a lot of information to comprehend, but Hermione is an understanding person and took news quite calmly. She didn't blame her parents for keeping the secret from her. It was for her protection. But what Hermione didn't know was how special her family was.
As the summer progresses on and Hermione goes shopping with her mother ang as she browses throughout Muggle London she falls upon a guitar and instantly falls in love with in.
"Mom, Mom! Can I please get the guitar! Please please!" Hermione begs as the pass through a music store.
"Well... I suppose you can get the guitar as an early birthday gift..." Hermoine's mother decides slowly. (A/n sorry if that doesn't make sense.)
"Yay!" Hermione shouts with glee.
As soon as Hermione gets home she rushes to put her things away. Once she is finished she walks into the study sitting by the window. Hermione touches the strings and feels an electric shock. It's as like she becomes one with the instrument. (a/n sounds corny yea yea leave me alone...) With a guitar in her hands it feels so natural and she spends the day playing her guitar. It sparks some hope in Hermione's eyes as she begins to feel all her troubles wash away with each note.
Almost everyday this is how Hermione's life went. As soon as she was done with chores or other things she'd rush to play her guitar. But Hermione's love for the guitar isn't the only change in her daily routine, she and her mother had enrolled in some summer defense courses. Was it just for fun? Or was it for if they ever needed in the future?
September first came too fast for Hermione and her mother and before they knew it was time for Annelise and Hermione to say good-bye in front of the infamous Hogwarts Express. Hermione and her mother did quick farewells fearing that the other would begin to cry. What do you expect from them? They are all each other has left now. Hermione promised to write to her mother often as she walked onto the scarlet train. When she looked outside to wave to her mother she already disappeared.
'How odd" Hermione thinks as she sits down waiting for the train to depart. Ever since last year she has grown distant with Harry and Ron. She doesn't mind anymore, she prefers the solitude. Hermione rummages through her bag looking for her prefect badge and pins it onto her robes. (A/N: Hermione is the only one of the trio that is a prefect. I know Ron is supposed to be one. But I don't think he should have one. Sorry for you people who think he should.)
As the train trip continues Hermione didn't expect anyone to sit with her during, so she slid on her discman that was charmed to play at Hogwarts. She was too caught up in the music and didn't notice the door slid open and someone sat across from her.
"Holy shit Ginny you scared me!"
"Heh sorry Mione," Ginny apologized.
"What brings you here?"
"Mione why do you even ask? You're one of my best friends. Why wouldn't I come and talk with you?" Ginny asked.
"Meh, well since your BOYFRIEND and BROTHER are no longer socializing with I thought you wouldn't either" Hermione snapped.
Ginny blushed, but then quickly recovered, "Lord Mione you should know better. As if I would really listen to my pig-headed brother. If Harry has a problem well tough luck. He doesn't rule over me."
"Sorry Gin"
"It's alright Mione. How have you been? You look great by the way!" Ginny asked. Ginny was referring to the muscles Hermione has gained and visible from her navy blue tank top.
"I'm been okay I guess. I didn't personally want to come back this year. My mom and I have been going to the gym and taking defense classes. How have you been?" Hermione replied.
"Well those classes sure as hell paid off. I've been great. Harry came over during the summer and he did the sweetest things..."
I started to block Ginny out as she started to describe her summer in detail. The annual ritual soon interrupted us as Malfoy and his arrogant self graced us with his presence.
"Well well well. What do we have here? A Weaslette and a Mud.d. Nerdy Bookworm," Malfoy sneered.
"What are you doing in our compartment Malfoy?" Ginny snarled.
"Manners Weasley. I stopped by the Golden Boy and Weasel's compartment and noticed part of the wonder trio wasn't there and I came to investigate," Malfoy scorned.
"Well you found out. So how bout you investigate your dirty self else where Malfoy," Hermione finally spoke getting sick of Malfoy disgusting presence.
"Ohh big bad Granger finally speaks. What are you going to do about it if I don't Granger?" Malfoy taunted.
Malfoy didn't get a response that he expected instead he got side swept and fell to the ground. Hermione jumped over him and brought her hand to his throat and mutter, "Get out!"
Within seconds Malfoy scurried out of the compartment. And the room was left with an uneasy silence. Finally Ginny let out a barely audible "Wow".
"What was that all about Mione?" Ginny asked a little afraid.
"I'm not taking sht from anyone this year. I'm sick of it all," was her only reply.
Ginny and Hermione sat back down and began on talking on anything that came to mind.
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Draco's POV (Only for a short moment)
I scurried out of Granger's compartment in a rush and walked into an abandoned compartment.
'Sht I was only there to get her a little bit annoyed, not for her to be the shit out of me. Man I can't believe she just humiliated me!'
I was trying to get angry at the stupid mud.d.b. muggle-born but I couldn't. I remember seeing so much rage in her eyes. And the way she looked when she tightened her grip around my throat.
'And I liked it' I smirked and began to think of Granger.
'Whatever made her change I'm beginning to like this bad ass Granger even though she is kind of scary. I can't deny that she isn't hot'
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A/n: I think I'll end the chapter here. Read, Review and Enjoy. I don't care if you flame. Feel free to give me some suggestions. I know this is starting to sound like a cliché. But hopefully it isn't. And for you to find that out you have to continue reading.