(Hey all! This is Renee. I'm the author of this story and an H/Hr called Beautiful Dreamer. This is slightly AU. Its after Hogwarts. There are a few people that I've made up, i.e Cameron Winters. Some of the situations. It has action, romance, suspense and a little horror. I'm not that great with comedy. But anyway, I hope you enjoy it. Forgive me for any spelling, grammer or punctuation errors you find. I spell checked it but I'm not to good with the last two.)

Disclamer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other characters dreamed up by JKR. I dont hold a candle to her great literary works.

Ch 1

"Come on! Get up!" Hermoine Granger yelled, shaking the mass of sheets that cradled her best friend Cameron Winters, known as Cammie to her friends. When still the woman didn't move, Hermoine heaved the mattress up, sending Cammie sprawling on the floor. A stream of fowl language spewed forth from the sheets.

"Americans" Hermoine muttered under her breath.

"Whaaaat?" Cammie whined, detangling herself from her sheets. Her dirty blonde hair was in a messy ponytail falling over her face and into her sleepy eyes.

"We have to get ready! It's our graduation party today. All your family is going to be there!" Hermoine said, leading her best friend by the wrist to their double bathroom.

"Yeah, old smelly people who are going to be crying" Cammie said "I can see it now. Great, great Aunt Betty will be doing one of those 'Oh she's all grown up now! Suzie, where ever did the years go?'" C said, making her voice higher. Hermoine chuckled and shook her head.

"I know, my grandparents are going to be there, too. We will just have to bear it. You are the one who insisted we have the party the day after graduation so we could party last night." Hermoine teased.

"Why is it so freaking cold in here?" Cammie asked, shivering again.

" Get dressed, you'll warm up." Hermoine said, shoving some clothes into Cammie's arms. Cammie raised her eyebrow.

"You didn't pick out any granny clothes did you?" She asked.

"No Cameron, I didn't. Besides, you look gorgeous in anything- you have perfect hair, perfect complexion, perfect body- but this is definitely you. No, its not a bathing suit or track suit. Get dressed or we will be late. Meet me in the kitchen. I'm making bagels for the drive." Hermoine said and shut the bathroom door. For the third time that day she shook her head and entered her bedroom to get dressed. She wore a red, off the shoulder shirt with a knee length skirt. She only wore a little make up and jewelry. Her hair was in tight spirals pulled into a bun with a few tendrils falling onto her bare shoulders.

"Cams! Lets go!" Hermoine called from the kitchen where she just finished pouring the coffee and Cammie's hot cocoa.

"Ready!" Cammie said, entering the room.

"Told you! You look great!" Hermoine said. Hermoine twirled her friend around. Cammie wore a tight white dress that went to just above her knee. It was soft but plain. It's back was open and shaped to Cammie's perfect curves, though not to0 revealing. Cammie wore a little make up and the same amount of jewelry. She had the friendship necklace Hermoine and Cammie had exchanged in their first year of school. It was a simple silver chain with a sapphire in the center. Hermoine wore hers which was identical. Each had the initials of the other engraved on the back of the gem.

"Your necklace brings out your eyes." Hermoine commented as they walked out of their apartment building. It did. Cammie's eyes were a sparkling blue that were like mirrors into her emotions. That is, if you knew her long enough to identify the color and her mood. Right now they were light blue with excitement and humor.

"What's so funny?" Hermoine asked as they drove.

"It's not really funny but I think it is, kind of. It feels as if were living as muggles. It would have been so easy to Apparate..." Cammie began, chuckling as she fiddled with the radio knob.

" I know, we just don't need to use magic that much. Besides, half of my family doesn't know that I'm a witch." Hermoine agreed.Cammie found the most simple of situations amusing. She was always bubby and happy. It amazed Hermoine how, if she had a bad day at work or school, Cammie could make her laugh. She didn't even have to crack a joke, just some of the actions Cammie did were so funny, like tripping over the rug.

In case you haven't guessed, Hermoine and Cammie were witches, very powerful ones too. They had just graduated from one of the most prestigious wizarding colleges in England. It only selected the most talented witches and wizards.

"You know," Cammie said after a moment, "I miss this. Driving in your convertible, just the two of us with out school, guys, grades, parents, anything to care about at all except where we are and where we're going. We were so busy being hassled by professors, caught up in after school stuff, we haven't had a night to ourselves. Well, it's not really night but you know what I mean. We are best friends! We need to spend some more time together! It seems like we've barely seen each other. The past four years have been a blur of paper and tests. Freedom is such a sweet thing."

"I know. I noticed that too. School wasn't to awful, except the first year. The amount of work we had to do was more than even I expected. Though, the relaxation now is more sweet and appreciated than before. I have to talk to you after the party." Hermoine said, pulling into the driveway of her parents house. The girls linked arms, took a deep breath and marched into the house, readying themselves for a long and dull day.

(A/N okay, this was a short chapter just to give you some back round to the girls. this is AU but mainly the people like Cammie Winters and a few other people. Please review. Constructive critisism is welcome...I'm not too good with grammer, i hate the thing. Oh well, i hope you enjoyed it.)