The past seemed to be but a thought behind her as she loaded up her suitcase. She had worked so long and hard and her time was going to pay off, she was finally taking that long awaited vacation. A great deal for a Mediterranean cruise fell into her lap as if it were a sign from the heavens that she needed a break. The last few years had been tough, after all. The Ying and Yang of earth was becoming chaotic, it had been this way since she had before she had even finished school. Her last and final year had proven that hell was coming and there was no stopping, a war was full-blown. She had almost lost everything in that time, her friends and loved ones… even her life. But as in all good fairytales or heroic tales, good was triumphant. While evil was always lurking, awaited a time to resurface the efforts of her and those she cared about paid off. There was much to rebuild after that, she found her way to the hospital, while her dearest of friends made their way into there own worlds. But now, after four years of work, they were all taking the much needed break. Three rooms booked, on a wizard cruise line, and Hermione all set to go.
Hermione sat down on the bed and sighed heavily. Soon the old gang would be here to pick her up and they would head off to Greece to start their cruise. She had consulted Ginny on what to bring, making her feel like a young giddy school girl again. Swimsuits, dresses, towels, skirts, tanks, oil, beauty products, and wand were the items she magically squeezed in her bag. They would be using the floo network to travel so she wore simple clothing, just in case they landed in a less clean fireplace. She had long found out that even with the use of magic the stain of soot was stubborn and unwilling to come clean. But that was a minor detail that she tired to not think about. She was just happy to get some time off. She thought about the rough times she had in the hospital, all the death and sickness that Vodelmort had brought upon the world, wizard and muggle alike. Hermione had seen her fair share, and sometimes lay awake at night trying to forget the scars of the past. But that was the problem with scars; they are there forever; never fading from site and always a memory of the troubles from the past. She looked at the clock. It was 35 past 9 am, they were late. She was sure Ron had something to do with that. He was always late, even more so that he had become a Wizarding World celebrity. She looked longingly at the clock.
"Hermione! Let's go!" She heard a familiar voice call. With that she smiled and headed to the fireplace. She was greeted by 4 redheads and a dark haired man. She gave each of them a perfect smiled, one that she had achieved by not only the fact that her parents were dentist but also by a bit of magic.
"Okay, okay I'm here. Hello Fred, George, Ginny, Harry, and…" She paused only momentarily to hold her emotions inwardly. "Ron." She finished. Hermione gathered up her things and headed towards the fireplace. One by one each of them sprinkled the powder causing a green flame to take over the small area. Hermione was the last to do so. She smiled at herself and held a secret happiness about her long deserved vacation.