A/N: Well here it is. The much anticipated sequel to Boundaries. I must let you know that this is a work in progress but I couldn't wait any longer to get the first chapter out. I am currently on chapter three but I don't know how I often I can update because I am going back and forth between this and Ensnaring Minds. In this story the italicized words are either thoughts, dreams/daydreams, or letters.
Disclaimer: I am only going to post this once so pay attention. I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to him. I only own the plot and a few made up characters. I am not making any money off of this. It's only for my own fun and for my loyal readers who have been so patient in waiting for this.
So here it is! Enjoy!
Boundaries 2: Together Again
Chapter 1: The Letter
Hermione Granger was one of the smartest students at her college in Paris, France. This college was not like the colleges that you think of when you hear the word college. No this college was for witches and wizards. Hermione was majoring in Potions. Now 21 and about to graduate she had many choices ahead of her.
"Hey Hermione wanna go out tonight?" asked Hermione's roommate and one of her best friends, Emma.
"I don't know. I should study for my last final."
"Hermione! It's Potions. You'll ace it like you aced all your other finals. Come on you need a little fun."
"Fine. It could be fun. Who all's going?"
"Oh you know the usual gang. And I hear Devon might be there. I think he likes you." Emma grinned.
"How many times do I have to tell you? I don't like Devon. He's a nice guy but…he's not…my type." Hermione hated when Emma brought this up because it reminded her of her last relationship. She tried not to think of him. It brought back too many memories.
"Oh right I forgot he's not brooding and a teacher." Hermione looked away.
"Oh Hermione, I'm sorry. I didn't mean…I just meant that that was so long ago. Please don't be angry."
"It's ok. So where are we going?"
"To that muggle bar."
"Ok what time should I be ready?"
"About eight-ish."
"Ok. I'll see you then." Hermione started to leave.
"Where are you going now?"
"To the library for a little study session before we go out." Emma sighed but laughed. Hermione smiled and left. Oh no it was coming up again. She was starting to think about him again. Why does she always have to talk about Devon? I know that she doesn't mean to make me think of him. Great, now I'm thinking about him again. I need to study.
She walked to the library and took her usual seat. She liked this library but she liked the Hogwarts library better simply because it was cozier. She opened her Potions book and began to read the chapter for probably the hundredth time. She knew she didn't need to study but something about potions always made her relax. She never once admitted that it might be the fact that he was a potions teacher. She knew deep down that it was that. She just didn't want to admit it.
She sat and read for a few hours when she finally looked up at the clock. It was seven thirty. She headed back to her dorm and threw her stuff on her bed. She was searching through her closet for what to wear when Emma came in. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans with a pink halter top. Her hair was curled and she had light make up on. Hermione was picking out a long flowery skirt with a t-shirt.
"You're not wearing that tonight are you?"
"So what if I am?" Emma walked over and took the clothes away from Hermione.
"These are so casual. Don't you want to look hot tonight? It could be your last time going out with us."
"Yeah I guess so. So what should I wear then?" Emma grinned and walked over to her own closet. She pulled out a mini skirt and a spaghetti-strap shirt. She held them up to Hermione waiting to see her reaction.
"I can't wear that."
"Why not? You'll look hot."
"Fine." She took the clothes and put them on. She felt a little uncomfortable and thought that the skirt was way too short.
"Well? What do you think?"
"Hermione you look amazing."
"Really?" She turned around and looked in the mirror. She really had grown up nicely. She had nice tan legs. She was thin but not too thin. She really did look good. She smiled.
"Now for your hair," Emma said smiling.
"What about my hair?"
"Just sit down and let me work my magic." Hermione sat down with her back to the mirror as per Emma's instructions. After about twenty minutes she finally let Hermione turn around. Hermione gasped when she saw herself. Wow. Is that me? Emma had tamed Hermione's curls which were now laying softly along her face. She had put on some light makeup that looked almost natural.
"Thanks Emma. Hey we better be going. It's just about eight."
"Yeah lets go." Emma took Hermione's arm and they headed out. They walked into the club and saw their friends.
"Wow Hermione you look…amazing."
"Oh hi Devon. Thanks" Hermione blushed.
"Do you want a drink?" Hermione had only had alcohol once before. She had gotten drunk and well done some things that weren't really her.
"Umm maybe just a soda or something."
"Ok." Devon turned to the bar tender. "One soda and a beer." He handed her the soda.
"Thanks." She took a sip and looked around the club. She saw Emma dancing with some muggle she didn't know.
"Do you wanna dance?" Devon asked.
"Umm maybe later." Emma was right he does like me.
Well Hermione never did dance with Devon. She ended up leaving early. The club scene just wasn't her. She had many dance offers but she declined on every one. When she got back to her dorm she saw an owl sitting outside her window. She opened the window and the owl flew inside. She took the letter and almost dropped it when she saw the Hogwarts emblem on the back. She opened it and recognized Dumbledore's handwriting.
Dear Miss H. Granger,
We the Hogwarts staff, are aware that you are about to graduate from college with a degree in Potions. We are very pleased to offer you a position with us as a Potions professor. We know that you must have many offers due to your skill in this area, but would like you to consider returning to Hogwarts as a teacher. I am very proud of your work and hope to get a reply from you soon. Best wishes in your future.
Headmaster A. Dumbledore
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Hermione didn't know what to think. She climbed on her bed and lay down. She grabbed her pillow and hugged it. She really wanted to work at Hogwarts. It had been her dream. But she wasn't sure she could face him. Did he even know about this? She fell asleep thinking about her final year of Hogwarts.
"Get off me."
"Shut up mudblood."
"HELP!"
"Get off her Malfoy!"
"What? You mean you haven't told them yet? You're little mudblood here is screwing professor Snape."
"Hermione how could you?"
"Don't you care about me?"
"Of course I do Hermione. That's why I can't let you throw your life away for me."
"Are you breaking up with me?"
"It's for your own good Hermione."
"I love you. I don't care about anything else."
"This is just as hard for me as it is for you."
"Fine. Then it's done. Happy? We're through. Have a nice life."
Eventually I shall get over you. I don't want you to forget me as I can never forget you…I hope that you can live a happy life and know that I will be thinking of you always.
Hermione woke up in a cold sweat and sat straight up. Well I guess I was right, I never will forget him. Hermione sighed and fell back against her pillow. She looked at her clock and saw that it said 2:30 am. She looked over at Emma's bed which was still empty. Hermione saw the door open and saw Emma sneaking in backwards. Hermione grinned.
"Well you were out late weren't you?" Emma almost jumped and turned around.
"Hermione! I thought you were sleeping. I didn't want to wake you."
"Well I was sleeping."
"So I did wake you?"
"No. I was having a bad dream."
"Oh good. Well it's not good for you. What was it about?"
"Nothing it doesn't matter now. What does matter is this." Hermione handed Emma the Hogwarts letter. Emma read it and looked at Hermione.
"So…"
"I think I'm gonna do it. Even if it means facing him."
A/N: Please review and tell me how you like it so far. I only hope you like this one as much as Boundaries.