Remus, and also Ron, Lily, James, Sirius
I'm sorry I'm writing a letter to you, it's funny how this is how we always seem to communicate! I am spending nine months away from England; I need time away from everything. I'm training in that time as an Auror in America, but I won't say where. Please don't ignore me; you must feel awful that I'm doing this to you, that it's your fault. It's not; it's Voldemort's, and Harry's…this stupid war we've finally managed to end. I want you and Lily and James and Sirius… Well, everyone to write to me; talk to me about how your work and training is going. And I want to know when Lily and James are getting married; don't think that you're keeping me away from that! Please, Remus, don't think that I don't want you… God, I wish you were here with me now, but something has been lost in me, and to see the faces of those I love like I do, did, Harry and those I love even more… It would kill me. And maybe, when Lily and James have finally tied the knot…maybe we can too. I sent this letter on august 1st, write back with what day it arrived on so I know the time delay by owl, or in this case, my eagle that the Ministry of American Magic have provided for long distance messages.
I love you Remus, so much that it hurts me to think of my time without you. I will be back on May 1st, and I want you there to greet me when I'm home… and in the meantime I'm going to run away from all the Howlers I'm going to receive!
Lily, you'd better get a move on with your wedding so that I get to wear a pretty dress! I'd better be a bridesmaid you know; after all, you're mine! Otherwise, I will cry a lot and do something stupid… Like try and eat Honeydukes out of business! Make sure you keep the lot of them in line... Especially Sirius, see what I've written for him as your instruction.
James, good luck with Lily. A tip from a girl, just to get you started. When you forget it's our birthday, or the wedding anniversary, or when we get mad at you, flowers are not the answer unless it's a lot of hand picked red roses. Also, we are entitled to our own little ravings at the time of the month just like Moony, just don't do anything stupid!
Ron, find yourself a girl, mate. I hope that someday you get you smile back… we really were a lone triangle, weren't we? I'll miss you so much whilst I'm gone, and make sure that Remus doesn't come after me till I'm ready… I know I can count on you to make sure things run smoothly, if you know what I mean.
Sirius, be a good dog. Nah, I'm kidding. I seriously think you should open a joke shop or something; you have the talent if you could be bothered to use it, lazy bastard. If I find out that you haven't even attempted to do anything with your life, I'll just ask a certain someone for whatever he puts in his wake-up water and make you drink a pint of it… I'm not messing about, I will.
Remus, again, I love you to the end of the world, no matter where I am or what I'm doing, you'll be in my mind constantly, always listening, understanding. The diary doesn't work any more, I tried, but the picture still might. I love you, I love you… Imagine me saying that whenever you feel lost or alone… Any time. At the very least, I might see you on my birthday. Ask Ron when it is. Right now, I'm probably on the aeroplane on the way to America, to my home for the next nine months. I'm working as a waitress in the meantimeat a nightclub/bar. What fun that'll be! I'll have to send you a picture of the uniform, Remus, you would die, it is that skimpy! Mini-skirts and a seriously low cut top, it's ridiculous! But it's decent pay. I'll miss you all; just don't hate me too much for what I've done, ok?
All my love forever
Hermione
Remus stared at the note, in partial shock and in utter sadness. With a soft sigh he handed the note to each of his friends, who waited anxiously. He wouldn't cry, not yet. He would write to her, talk to her whenever he could, and find her new Telephone number, anything to keep contact.
"Some of that is the soundest advice anyone will ever get." Ron said, passing the letter to Lily, who began crying as James hugged her and read with her.
"The ministry headquarters is in New York. My dad took me there once when I was 10." James said, and he began to laugh. "Nice one."
"Let's read." Sirius took the note, and read it quickly, laughing in turn. "Remus, that is one girl, you know that? Moony?"
Remus had his head in his hands, his hair brushed out of his face, tears sparkling in the corners of his eyes. Lily was the only one sat at the right angle to see it, and immediately disentangled herself from James to wrap her arms around the werewolf. He buried his head in her shoulder, not crying audibly, but she could feel the cool water sliding down her neck. Every single person pitied him and felt sad with him, the loss of Hermione pulled on their hearts, even though most of the group, save Ron, had only just met her.
"She'll be back. Her birthday is in September, everything will be ok…" she whispered to him, wrapping her arms around the boy's shoulders.
"Everything will be ok."
Ron looked out of the window. This wasn't fair. Hermione had gone and deserted him, after killing Harry, when he needed her the most. He understood her reasons, and they were fair enough, but damn it if she was leaving him too.
"James, where is the ministry in America again?" He asked suddenly.
"New York… Ron, don't go after her…" Ron stopped, shaking his head at James.
"I have to, don't you see? We need each other right now… maybe you wouldn't understand… we've been through a hell of a lot together, and I'm not leaving her alone. Now Harry's gone, there is one thing we really have in common, and we need to find out where we're going from here. None of you are coming, each of you are going to work on James's and Lily's wedding, and Remus, you're going to get a house ready for you and Hermione. I'll pull her back on her birthday, you'll see."
He pulled out his wand, and with a faint pop, he disappeared from James's house.
"Well, I guess it's just us again." Sirius said, and they all nodded, including Remus, who had straightened. "We have our orders, let's get to it!"
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Hermione stepped off the plane, the warm august sun hitting her skin. It soothed her at once, and she smiled for the first time in three days, and she walked down the steps and through the gate. She kept her eyes open for a wizard who would find her, and she saw a sign with her name on it, so she headed towards the man… no men… Her eyes widened in shock as she saw Ron, but couldn't be happier. She flew down the remaining flight of stairs and into his arms, hugging tightly.
"Ron you idiot!" She laughed, "I told you to stay in England."
Ron gave a shrug. "Since when did I follow rules? And anyway, I figured it might be an idea to see a new country, and maybe we can help each other." She knew instantly what he meant.
"Its so damn wrong, every part of it." She said bitterly as the ministry official led them to the train, helping with her luggage.
"We knew, Hermione. It had to happen." Hermione shook her head, leaning against him as they walked out onto the streets of New York City.
"We'll work it out. We have at least a month before we have to see anyone we know again, Hermione. We have some time to heal together."
"Heal. How can someone heal?" She felt tears sting.
"Some wounds go too deep to heal, Hermione. I think we suffered one of those, and it's left a hole in our hearts. Only time can help the blood to settle."
"You're right. Only time and love can help erase the scars." Ron sighed, looking at the stairs to the underground system.
"These scars will never leave us Hermione; we've witnessed the death of a legend."
"But we can hope tomorrow will be better than today, and each day is better than the last."
Ron grinned, and felt his eyes widen at the train. "Hermione, we're in 1978. We've got a chance very few people have ever had. We can see it all from the beginning, and have a happy ending."
"A happy ending." Hermione stepped onto the train behind the ministry wizard, who had stayed quiet the entire time.
"A time of peace, not war." Ron agreed, hugging Hermione and leaving an arm around her shoulders, looking out of the window.
"We will never have to live in fear of the next day, will we? Can we finally live an innocent life again?" She asked with a sigh.
"I think our innocence was lost when Harry first met Voldemort, Mione." She looked sad, joining him in the staring out of the window competition.
"But you know…" He said thoughtfully. "We've got the rest of our lives to get it back again."
And there, on the train underneath New York City, Hermione and Ron laid their arguments from the past to rest as they watched the walls of the tubes fly by.
"We finally have a chance to hope again." Hermione smiled.
"And look forward to the rest of our lives."
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FIN!
A/N I hoped you liked the story! It was fun, and now I don't want to stop it! I have a sequel in mind, but I hope you don't hold it against me if I don't put it up straight away, it has some kinks, and it will be probably a lot shorter than this… tying up the loose ends I've left, and a lot less nastiness, more happy fluff! Maybe…. (evil grin)
Now, before I get any huge nasty flamers about my theory of Harry being the last Horcrux. I don't think I actually believe it, but I felt like using the theory and made a reason for Hermione to leave the country, and a way for me to kill Voldemort because he needs to die really badly. And the voice of prophecy bit isn't mine either, that belongs to David Eddings in part. He's the guy who wrote those sets of books called the Belgariad and the Mallorean. Go read them, they are freaking ace.
RnR! I don't care if I've finished it you're still going to review!
THANK YOU TO ALL OF MY REVIEWERS SO FAR! THANKYOUTHANKYOU! Here you all can have a box of chocolate frogs (grin)
I can't say when the sequel to be up, but I'm going on holiday in a week, then I'm away for 2… so look for something the week after that. The sequel will be slower to update, but unlike some of my others I will finish it.Honestly. I have a hectic year coming up, but I'll try to fit some writing time in.
Buh Bye for now!
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