Alright, I haven't written in a really long time so I'm going to see where this one goes. I don't really have and plans for it so I'm taking suggestions. Read and Review!
The hot water rose up around my body, enveloping me, burning my skin. I love that feeling, the bubbles floating around my face, a warm cocoon….
Walking slowly, I approached the grave, knowing the inscription by heart; I mumble it under my breath…
Ronald Weasly
Beloved brother and friend
He died in the greatest of wars,
Fighting for good
We will never forget you
I hate that I always cry, it's been three years to the day, I should be able to cope by now, I just still can't get over the loss. It had always been the three of us, Ron, Harry, and me. It's still not the same, Harry and I hardly even speak to each other. Last I heard he was with Ginny. I wonder it there still going out, probably, they were always the wonder couple, everyone wanted them, but they just wanted each other...
A loud knock jerked me from my thoughts, a knock; I had planned to ignore, until I heard a voice, a blast from the past, "Mione, I know your in there, I can see the light under the door, come on, what harm can a visit do." Harry yelled from my apartment door, "If you don't let me in I'll magic the door open!" I slowly rose out of the water, not responding, put my bathrobe on and walked to the door. Standing there, my hand on the door knob, I paused. Do I really want to bring this side of my life back, I don't want to go back to London, but like he said, what harm can a visit do. I opened the door to see him standing there, god he'd grown up. A tall handsome man whom I hardly recognized was standing there. We awkwardly embraced and looked at each other, both of us taking in how much we had changed in the years since we had last met. "Good to see you Hermione" he said to break the silence. "Yeah, uh, come in, I wasn't expecting you, sorry about the mess." I mumbled, trying to conjure an idea of why he was here, and how he had found me. I offered him a seat and asked him if he wanted anything. He said no, that he just needed to talk to me. "Hermione, it's been years since you've been in wizard London, have you kept in contact, do you know what's going on," he paused. I said no that I hadn't talked to anyone. He continued, "After we defeated Voldemort three years ago, his followers left and spread out across Europe. But recently murders have occurred that have make the ministry suspect that they are regrouping and taking revenge. Last week Luna Lovegood was found tortured to death in her home in Barcelona. Four days ago we found Nevile Longbottom in a taxi in Paris. Earlier today I walked in on Ginny being tortured when I walked in the attackers left. Ron, Luna, Nevile, Ginny, the only ones left from the final battle are you and me. For you own safety, we, the ministry and I believe that you should return to Europe, so that you can be protected." At this pause I jumped in, " Is Ginny okay, are we in danger right now, how did you find me…" my mind overwhelmed, I paused, trying to collect my thoughts. He said that no, Ginny had died of complications fo the curses placed upon her, that yes we were safe for the time being but that we didn't have much time. As theses words left his mouth, a blast shook the building, blowing the door open, he grabbed my hand and dragged me in to the bed room. He told me to hold on tight that we had to go…
Okay so sorry about any confusion, but here's the low down…The last battle took place when our hero's were about twenty, so they are now 23. I'm not sure if this will blossom in to a romance or just an action pact thriller.
Laur