My newest Harry Potter fanfiction. here you go...
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Quote of the Day : 'I sat there. Just there. I had at one time wondered where 'there' was. I was lost. Not only did I not now where I was, I did not know who I was either. I was lost. Lost with no savior.' Karin Liva
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Hermoine's Apartment - 3rd person - Seven AM, Saturday -
Twenty year old Hermoine woke from a nightmare. She was covered in sweat. She flipped her coverlet off and got off her bed. It had been three months since Ron and Harry had died. In the final battle, Ron had been killed by a Death Eater, and Harry died after killing Voldemort due to injuries that 14 Death Eaters and Voldemort himself put on him. She was alone, lost and alone.
Hermoine put on a black long sleeved shirt and black slacks. She slipped on some plain black shoes. She then grabbed her white handbag and her leather trenchcoat and headed out the door to her apartment. Yet her clothing style wasn't all she changed.
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Same PoV - Hermoine's Apartment - Noon, Same Day -
Hermoine sat in her chair and drank tea. She just sat there, staring into space. Her thoughts were interrupted when an owl flew through her open window and settled on her lap. The owl had a letter which Hermoine promply took.
"Miss Granger, I have an opening at Hogwarts, if you so desire, for Defense Against the Dark Arts. If you wish to teach for us, please send the owl with a letter. Albus" Hermoine read aloud.
'Should I? No one will recognise me..' she thought to herself as she feed the owl.
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Great Hall - Severus - One Week After, Saturday, 8:30 AM -
I walked into the Great Hall to meet this new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I was greeted by a beautiful sight.
A pretty young woman walked up to me. She had long curled white hair that reached her knees. Her bright brown eyes looked over him carefully before she spoke.
"Professor Snape... You have not changed much in three months.. but I have...." she told me before gliding away. I stared at her back for awhile, utterly confused, when Albus approuched me from behind.
"Severus.. Miss Granger had changed in three months, has she not?" he asked, with that erie twinkling in his eyes. Then I registered what he'd said. 'Miss Granger'
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End Prolouge.
A/N: Should I continue?
Kyla Miller
IYWriterGirl
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Quote of the Day : 'I sat there. Just there. I had at one time wondered where 'there' was. I was lost. Not only did I not now where I was, I did not know who I was either. I was lost. Lost with no savior.' Karin Liva
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Hermoine's Apartment - 3rd person - Seven AM, Saturday -
Twenty year old Hermoine woke from a nightmare. She was covered in sweat. She flipped her coverlet off and got off her bed. It had been three months since Ron and Harry had died. In the final battle, Ron had been killed by a Death Eater, and Harry died after killing Voldemort due to injuries that 14 Death Eaters and Voldemort himself put on him. She was alone, lost and alone.
Hermoine put on a black long sleeved shirt and black slacks. She slipped on some plain black shoes. She then grabbed her white handbag and her leather trenchcoat and headed out the door to her apartment. Yet her clothing style wasn't all she changed.
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Same PoV - Hermoine's Apartment - Noon, Same Day -
Hermoine sat in her chair and drank tea. She just sat there, staring into space. Her thoughts were interrupted when an owl flew through her open window and settled on her lap. The owl had a letter which Hermoine promply took.
"Miss Granger, I have an opening at Hogwarts, if you so desire, for Defense Against the Dark Arts. If you wish to teach for us, please send the owl with a letter. Albus" Hermoine read aloud.
'Should I? No one will recognise me..' she thought to herself as she feed the owl.
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Great Hall - Severus - One Week After, Saturday, 8:30 AM -
I walked into the Great Hall to meet this new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I was greeted by a beautiful sight.
A pretty young woman walked up to me. She had long curled white hair that reached her knees. Her bright brown eyes looked over him carefully before she spoke.
"Professor Snape... You have not changed much in three months.. but I have...." she told me before gliding away. I stared at her back for awhile, utterly confused, when Albus approuched me from behind.
"Severus.. Miss Granger had changed in three months, has she not?" he asked, with that erie twinkling in his eyes. Then I registered what he'd said. 'Miss Granger'
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End Prolouge.
A/N: Should I continue?
Kyla Miller
IYWriterGirl