Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I dont own Harry
For the next few weeks it was a little hard for the young professor. After telling Emma his story, he kept remebering things. Every little concer of Hogwarts had a memory. Harry couldnt' handle it! Then there was that one day that changed everything!
It was a very nice day and Harry was sitting in his office after a long day of classes. He was really tired and he didnt feel like being at Hogwarts anymore. Everyday he found himself crying because he found a place where him and Hermione used to talk or study or do something like that. There was a knock at the door.
"Professor, It's me, Emma" Harry thouge should answer
"Yes Emma"
"I wanted to give you something for what you did the other day"
"You don't have to do that"
"Yes I do, close your eyes"
"Ok?" Harry closes his eyes
"Ok open them" Standing next to Emma was a lovely women of 23. She looked no different then 6 years ago.
"Hermione?" Harry whispered not able to find his voice. The lovely lady nodded.
A/N: I dont liek it but I hope you if not I may just take the whoel story down!