Oh by the way thanks to MIDNIGHTPIXIE bmsgirl and berrymix for the awesome reviews. It's given me the inspiration to write more chapters… so here you go
Hardships
Chapter 2
Hermione wasn't sure what woke her up that morning – the screech of a truck, the sunlight streaming through her window onto her face, or the stiffness in her back. My mattress is top quality… it wouldn't make my back stiff… and the window, I have curtains up. It must be the truck. As she tentatively opened her eyes, so as not to blind herself from the glare of the sun, she realized she was on the floor… that's funny, I don't remember falling off the bed. Fully awake now, Hermione looked around the room… to find that nothing was there… No desk, no bed, no curtains…
With a groan, Hermione remembered the events of yesterday... she was moving… and she couldn't go to The Burrow… OH NO RON! He doesn't know that I can't come… she would find a way to give him the message… hopefully.
Yawning and stretching her arms, Hermione walked to the bathroom that was adjacent to her room. The baby blue decorations were all gone (shower curtain, towels, floor mat)… meaning she couldn't have a shower till she moved to her new house.
Throwing on a sundress she had picked out for today, Hermione washed her face and then started at her reflection in the mirror. Much to her surprise, her face had gone thinner, and her eyes have changed from amber to a fine whiskey color sporting cinnamon flecks. Her hair was the most drastic change… instead of the bushy brown hair she had worn all her life; it was long and curly- and defiantly not bushy or frizzy. All in all, Hermione looked really pretty. Her figure was doing her justice too.
She wondered if there would be a boy living next door… Mom didn't exactly say where we were moving… maybe I'll ask her… Hermione decided to wear her hair down today, just to make a good impression for the new neighbors. She was still heartbroken over the fact that she had to move… but she would get over it- eventually…
"Mom, I have a question!" Hermione shouted from the bathroom.
"What is it dear?" her mother's voice chimed from the kitchen.
"Where are we moving?"
"Oh some place in Surry… it's a big mansion… and we only have one neighbor… some Malloy or something along those lines."
Hmm… I wonder if it's a wizarding neighborhood. Hermione grabbed her purse and headed downstairs… there was nothing in the living room, kitchen, or dining room. She entered the library, and as soon as she saw the bare walls sorrow decorated her delicate features. Her father entered in behind her.
"You know Hermione, just because we're moving doesn't mean that you don't still have the memories in your heart. When you went to summer camp, you left at the end of the summer, but you still remember everything. It's like the same thing here. Were leaving the house, you can keep the memories forever if you just hold on to them."
"Thanks dad," Hermione replied.
"Anytime princess; you ready to go?"
"Yeah Dad, just give me one more minute."
Hermione looked around the empty room. This room held so much meaning for her. She learned to read here. She found her passion here, in this room that used to be cluttered with books. With one last look of longing, Hermione fled the room, choosing instead to go sit in the car to wait. Shortly after, her parents joined her and they were off.
"Isn't it beautiful Hermione? Look at the colors... and the lawn oh! It's so green! And look at the pretty flowers!" Miss Granger exclaimed.
Hermione looked up from her book to check out the glamorous new house. It looked to be about 5 stories high, and each level was as large as her whole old house. It's beautiful alright.
Her parents parked in the stone driveway, and she got out. She craned her neck to look at all the turrets and towers on her new home. Grabbing her luggage, she entered the house behind her parents. The front hall was as large as a swimming pool, the cool marble floor making Hermione shiver. There was a large marble fountain in the center of what suspiciously looked like a centaur. Water was pouring out of the centaur's hand. It reminded Hermione of the fountain that used to reside in the Ministry Of Magic.
"Hermione, go upstairs and pick out a room. It doesn't matter which one… I can tell they're all huge!"
"Alright mom…" Speaking of huge, has she checked out the staircase yet! An elephant could walk up these things!
Hermione ambled down the monstrous marble hallway checking each bedroom as she went. Finally she found one that was perfect. It was a large, circular room save for one wall where a king sized bed lay. The comforter was of a soft yellow, reminding her of her yellow duck wallpaper. Two nightstands (one on either side of the bed) were made of cherry mahogany. The closet was the size of her old room, and it was decorated with yellow roses. The bathroom was also huge. The bathtub was half the size of a small public swimming pool complete with jets; and there was a double sink. This room was decorated in a soft burgundy, to match the mahogany furnishings.
Hermione unpacked all of her things accordingly. After a few hours, when she finished, she went to find the stair case. Surprisingly, she didn't get lost, and managed to find the kitchen alright. Her parents were both there, so she told them she was going out to get some fresh air. Maybe I'll see my new neighbors…
Carefully opening the ancient front door, Hermione stepped out into the blazing sunlight. Using her hand to shade her eyes, she walked down the stone driveway. As she neared the neighbor's house, she noticed that it was even larger than her new house. It was like a castle.
Walking closer to it, to see if there was anything she could identify it to, Hermione stopped dead as she caught sight of 2 words written boldly across the front of the house: "Malfoy Manor".
No, it can't be… oh I'm going to kill my parents! Wait, It possible that there was another rich family named Malfoy? Oh God, I hope so. But then to confirm her worst nightmare, a blond 17 year old strutted across the front lawn; but he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Hermione glaring at him with wide eyes. That was the precise moment when Hermione felt the blackness swirling around her…
Ha-ha sorry about the short chapter… its kind of a cliff hanger... I would have updated sooner but I got really sick yesterday. Please tell me what you think of my story…
