Dear Diary,
I know I haven't talked to you for a while... seven years in fact. Sometimes I look back at the seven years and wonder if I should have waited, if I should have never taken that certian road. But I shouldn't be thinking like that. I have a daughter to think about... and a man who has been really good to me. I know that Ginny doesn't approve. I've seen the way she looks at me when we come over now. I feel guilty sometimes, especially when Harry comes into the picture. I feel as if I've betrayed him. NO! I know I shouldn't be feeling this way but if I kept this inside I feel as if I would run. I dream about him sometimes. It's hard to believe that just a few hours of paradise something could be taken away. It all happened in one day. Oh look at me. I'm crying... I should stop before Reign comes in and sees me. She acts like me sometimes. Always curious, which is why I have to hide this diary from her. I don't want her to... to what? Find out about him? Find out that he's in Azkaban? All I've ever taught her was that Azkaban was a place where bad people went. I should stop this. Maybe I should have...
Hermione slammed the book closed and threw it across the room, her breathing labored. It hurt to think about him. She was about to lie down when she heard the door open.
"Mummy?" She turned to see a beautiful raven haired girl standing in the frame.
"Yes honey."
"Are you ok?" She asked concerned, entering the room.
"Oh, yes. Mummy just slipped. What's wrong?" The girl was about to reply when the answer came to her in the shape of a handsome man.
"Hermione babe. I've been calling you forever! We have to go! You know how Ginny want's us to be there." Hermione nodded, gathered her purse and left the room.
"There you are! Where have you been?"
"Hermione was spaced out. Took a while to get her attention." Ginny waved her hands impatiently.
"Come on. They're about to present him." They all took their seats at the Weasley table. Mad Eye Moody took his place on the platform and began to speak, then annouce someone.
"Now it is my pleasure to introduce an Auror that has worked very hard to earn this, even before he became one. I present this Auror with the Merlin First Class Award. Harry Potter!" The ball room eruppted with cheers as the raven haired man accepted his award and began to speak.
"Thank you for this award. But there are others that fought with me to keep the wizarding world safe so I believe that they deserve this also. Thank you." He left the platform and took a spot next to his very pregnant wife. Hermione congradulated him and began to speak toothers at the table until she was tapped on the shoulder. She looked up.
"If it's ok with Matt, could I have this dance?" Harry asked. She rolled her eyes looked over to the man next to her and then smiled and took hishand.
"He won'tnotice."Shewhispered. They started to dance and talk whenHarry suddenlystopped, staring at something pastHermione.
"Harry what'swrong?" She asked concerned. He juststared, going slightly pale. She looked at him then turned around and froze.
It's him...