Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

Author's Note: I'm posting this earlier than I thought but that's ok. I couldn't wait any longer any way. Well like I mentioned in the Prologue, chapters are based on a song. I decided to take some advice and hear some songs before i write to get some inspirations.

This chapter is based on a song by Maren Ord and i really love the tune and the lyrics to the song. Chapter two is based on 'Everyday' by Maren Ord and hence the title. Read on and give me reviews. Enjoy!

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4 years later

I groaned at the sound of the alarm coming from my clock. It couldn't have been! I felt like I have slept for only thirty minutes. I reached for it and hit the snooze button. I comfortably snuggled back into the soft feeling of the duvet. It was only a few minutes until the sound of a horn blaring woke me up. I jolted from my bed and covered my ears and then I heard laughter.

"Oh no Hermione, you're not going to go back to sleep. Get up now." Fred said.

"You both are bloody crazy! I had a late night at work and I just need a little bit more time to sleep!" I pleaded.

"Hermione! It's Christmas!" George cried.

"George, this girl is insane."

"I agree with you Fred. What should we do now?"

I rolled my eyes at the sound of their "irritating twins" conversation. They did this to me all the time, every single year, every Christmas. They didn't know how demanding my job at Gringotts was. But I'm passionate about my job. I love it and I didn't really mind the hours.

"I think we should.."

"Tickle her feet?"

"And not forgetting…"

"Her tummy. She's ticklish over there." Fred commented.

I groaned loudly to let them know that I did not appreciate all their fuss at all. I walked into the bathroom and start the shower but I could hear the faint voices of Fred and George. I knew what they were talking about and it pains me to hear them talking about me everytime. I knew they meant well and they want the best for me. But they couldn't see that I did try to move on. I didn't know how they could handle everything so well. They lost their two younger siblings and they still managed to hold everything together so well. Their joke shop was still running and they were even engaged to their girlfriends. Well at least, for them, they still had the people that they love. I had no one. Harry was gone so was Ginny and Ron. So were my parents.

I did not take long in the shower. I wore my favourite long sleeve red tunic top and a pair of jeans. I took my shawl and wrapped it around my neck. Fred and George were waiting for me at the door, helping themselves to the two big bags of presents that I had wrapped late last night. We walked through the quiet street and turned the corner to Leaky Cauldron. We had to use their fire place to travel by Floo Powder to the Weasleys.

In a few minutes, I was embraced by Mr and Mrs Weasley. Fleur was next. Her stomach had grown bigger since the last time I saw her. Bill and Fleur were expecting their second child. She led me to the dinner table and when we were on our way, she scolded Micah, their first son, in French.

"Thiz boy iz driving me crazy." She said when she turned to face me. I shrugged. On the dining table as usual was a very excellent spread of Christmas delicacies. I loved Mrs Weasley's turkey every single year.

"Pulled up another chair. I invited someone…if you don't mind mum." Fred said.

"Oh no worries. Who is it Fred?"

"Just Colby, our new accountant." Fred said.

I knew what they were doing. Every single year during Christmas, they will be bringing some guy which I predicted they picked from the streets of Diagon Alley, for the Weasley's Chrsitmas dinner. They would push that guy to me, making him talked to me in hopes that I would helplessly fall in love. They failed every year but it never seems to discourage them. I ignored Fred and George and joined Charlie on the couch who was reading the Daily Prophet.

"Seems like another mystery was reported but this time, the reporter got a shot of the so called heroes." Charlie said as I sat beside him. He passed me the Daily Prophet and I read the front page headline.

Caught in the Act?

A shop in Diagon Alley had been broken into by a group of what apparently were vampires and gargoyles in the midst of Christmas. All hell broke loose as Ms Kewell, the shop owner, had described to us.

"It was terrible! They threw everything apart. But not long after, two men came to the rescue. They were dressed in black from head to toe but their faces were masked."

Yes, indeed it was another show for the Mystery team which had been the so called Heroes of our modern Wizarding World. A shot was taken by our very young and talented photographer, Lloyd Jacobs, when he was walking down that street. Who is this Mystery team that the news has been trying to unveil? Who are they and why are they hiding from us?

I looked at the moving picture and true enough; there was a man who was wearing black from head to toe in the corner of the picture. His back was to the camera and I thought it showed nothing.

"It's not a good picture." I said.

"I agree. But…it is strange though. I mean we have definitely have heard of them for like how long? Three years now?" Charlie said and I nodded my head. "This is their first sighting in England isn't it?"

I realised that Charlie was right. This Mystery team were only heard from Romania, Belgium, Scotland, Portugal and recently Italy.

"Also, they were seen by witnesses in high profile cases like dark wizards who were roaming the streets of Romania and the vampires who were threatening the Wizarding World in Scotland." Charlie said.

"Not forgetting the dark wizards who claimed that they receive orders from the dead Voldemort to destroy every wizard in Belgium and…" I said.

"The brutal attack against the Ministry of Magic for Romania." Both Charlie and I said.

"You're good." I said.

"No, you're better." Charlie said. That made me smile. Charlie always does that.

"So why do you think they helped a damsel in distress along Diagon Alley?"

I shrugged my shoulders feeling a little confused myself.

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"This is unacceptable! You went against my orders to stay out of Diagon Alley!" The man turned around to face the two gentlemen in front of him. The two young men looked to the ground, afraid to meet the eyes of their superior. They had never seen him that angry.

Their superior's long black coat swished around him as he walked in big circles around the room. He finally sat himself on the armchair and told both men to take a sit.

"Now, how many times have I told everyone that we shouldn't be seen by the English?" He asked calmly. "Don't apologise because it will only make me angry."

The two young men looked at each other and shrugged.

"What do you have to say about this Eversor? Invictus?"

The two gentlemen sighed and finally looked up to the superior. The emerald eyes of Invictus glanced the face of his superior.

"We're sorry. I mean, I'm sorry." He said when Eversor gave him the evil eye. "It was me. It wasn't him. I have no excuse."

"Well…Invictus…that was wise of you but this is a warning and since this is your first time, I shall not reprimand you."

Invictus sighed in relief and looked at his partner. Eversor's grey eyes pierced through his but he was used to his 'scary' stares.

"Now, I have a new mission for both of you and Callide. She's not back from her previous mission. She's in Spain with Imperiosus and Ferox. I'll call both of you again soon."

Eversor and Invictus got up from their seats and walked out of the room. They walked in silence but Eversor soon broke it. "You could have got us slaughtered back there."

"Look I'm sorry alright and she needed help anyway. Don't tell me you were not going to. Those baboons were looting her cash!"

Eversor sighed and looked at his partner. "I will not endanger my place here. I love this job, this is the best thing I've ever done in my life." He paused and touched his partner's arm. "You miss them don't you? You wanted to be noticed."

They both reached the hall where Christmas decorations were put up. Red and green lights cheered up the room. A Christmas tree that reached up to the ceiling was beautifully decorated with snow angels, bright bulbs and bells. They both seated themselves at the usual spot and started to dig in to the food that had magically appeared on the table.

Eversor sighed and gave up on Invictus. Whenever he mentioned them, his partner would start crawling back into his 'hole'. "I know I have no one left in this world to miss but I do know how you feel alright?"

Invictus cast his eyes on Eversor and shook his head. "Draco, I don't want to talk about this ok?"

Draco put up his hands and shrugged. "Fine. If that's what you want."

"That's what I want."

"Just one more thing." Draco said.

"What?" His partner asked impatiently.

"Next time, if you did what you did yesterday, I swear I'm going to kill you Harry."

Harry chuckled and savoured the taste of the piping hot mash potato in his mouth.

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I went up to Ginny's room. It was untouched. The bed was still covered with its light pink bed sheet and all of Ginny's books were still neatly arranged in two rows on a shelf on the left side of the bed. I walked to the window and immediately felt the cool breeze tingling her cheeks and neck. I closed my eyes and the image of that last night before Harry disappeared popped into my mind.

"I want you to know that I am really thankful to have met Ron and you. Life had been better ever since I met both of you."

I opened her eyes and wiped the tears that were streaming down my cheeks. Every single night of my life since that night, I would just stare out the window. Whenever a cool breeze graced my face, I would close my eyes and that night replayed in my mind like a video that was permanently etched in my head. I remembered all of Harry's facial expressions.

He chuckled lightly when I reminded him of our first DA meeting at that stinky pub. He smiled when I told him that I would probably remember punching Draco Malfoy in the face in third year forever. He smirked when I mentioned Cho Chang and his face was full of happiness and joy when he talked about Quidditch. His beautiful green eyes were glassed with tears when he said goodnight to me.

My mind went back to a few months before our hunt began and I would always cherish that moment because it was the last happy times that I shared with Ron and Harry. But what was most important was the conversation between Ron and I.

"I know." Ron said.

"Do you think…" I was about to ask.

"I think it's for the best." Ron said. I nodded my head and a tear rolled down my left cheek. He walked up to me and pulled me into his arms. I sobbed into his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his neck. "He's our best friend Hermione."

I nodded and he tilted my chin and wiped the tears off my eyes and cheek. "Come on now. Stop crying."

"Yeah, I'm sure Fleur wouldn't want me as her bridesmaid now with my splotchy eyes." I said and we both laughed.

"Hermione, where have you been? Oh, sorry, are you both having a moment…or something like that?" Ginny asked when she walked into the room.

"Oh no…no." Both Ron and I said at the same time.

"I think I'll make my way to the courtyard now." Ron said nervously. He squeezed my hand and walked out the door.

Later that evening, Ron, Harry and I sat together and we looked at the people around us. It was a small ceremony with only family and close friends invited. Everyone seemed to be in the mood for a wedding but the three of us knew the day will come no matter what. Ginny walked over to us with a camera in her hands.

"Hey let's get someone to take a picture of us." Ginny suggested. She called Fred over and he gladly took the camera from Ginny's hands. She sat beside Ron and looped her right arm over Ron's. Harry took my hand and entwined his fingers with mine. We looked at each other and smiled. All of us looked at the camera and gave our best smile, in hope that this moment would be in our minds forever.

Since that day, Ron and I never talked about what we had discussed before the wedding. We made a promise to each other to be there for Harry because he was the most important person in our lives.

I heard a creak and looked back to see Charlie. I wiped away my tears hastily and calmed myself down. I knew that there was no reason to hide. Charlie knew that I would be up here after every Christmas dinner with the Weasleys. He knew that I will be reminiscing about the war. Charlie walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheeks. I turned around and looked into Charlie's blue eyes. I loved the twinkle in them.

"When are we going to tell them?" Charlie asked.

Charlie and I had been dating secretly for five weeks and none of the Weasleys knew about this. Ever since Charlie left his job in Romania, he had applied for Bill's place at Gringotts. Bill had moved on to open his own Bistro with Fleur and recommended Charlie to take his place. Having to see each other every day had brought Charlie and me closer. It was surprising to both of us because neither would have thought this would happen. It didn't happen really fast. We both could see it coming.

We were given an assignment to work on together and late night at the bank was our usual routine at least three nights a week. Our supervisor, Bolderash, a nasty and old Goblin pressured us every single day.

"He's really making me sick Charlie. Why didn't he ask his other Goblins to do it?" I hissed softly.

"He certainly knew we are more capable than the others. He is just too proud to show it." Charlie said.

"He's driving me insane!" I said and pouted angrily.

Charlie chuckled and took a sip from his cup of tea.

"What's so funny?" I asked and tied my hair into a ponytail.

"You're cute when you're angry."

I turned away from his eyes and blushed.

I look at Charlie and shrugged. "It's up to you. Do you want to tell them tonight?" I asked.

"I want you to make the decision." He said and tucked some loose strands of my brown hair behind my ear. I knew there were some hidden remarks behind what he said. He knew about how I feel about Harry. He was uncertain if what we had was real.

A week after the war ended, I was discharged from St Mungo's. I still have not recovered from the loss of Harry, Ron and Ginny. Charlie walked into the ward to help me with my bags.

"Hey Hermione, it's time to go." He paused when he saw me staring into the nothingness in front of me. He sat down and placed his left hand on my shoulder. "Hermione?"

I turned to face him and a roll of tear ran down my cheek. "I'm in love with Harry." I whispered. "I don't know what to do Charlie."

Charlie pulled me into his arms and I sobbed. "Everything will be alright." He said and I believed him.

"We'll tell them tonight." I said.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded and we both went out of Ginny's room to tell the other Weasleys.

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Harry looked out into the night and breathes in the smell of fresh flowers that was growing in the garden of the Consensio Academy.

"Goodnight Hermione."

Harry shook his head at that disturbing memory. He should have hold on to her longer. He should have told her that he had grown to like her; a lot. He heard a knock on the door and opened it.

"Are you ready? Supernus have called for us." A petite raven haired lady stood in front of him with her hands on her hips. Harry looked over at the room beside his and saw Draco coming out of it.

Harry nodded his head and shut the door behind him. The three of them walked in silence. Draco had his hands buried in his pants pocket while Harry had his arms crossed against his chest. Callide did the same.

They reached a metallic door and waited for it to open. Callide tapped her foot against the floor while Draco looked at her impatiently. Callide saw his eyes on her and stared back.

"Do you have a problem with me?" She asked.

Draco smirked. "No."

"You look like you have."

"Can both of you please stop it?" Harry asked angrily. Callide and Draco looked away from each other.

The door opened and the three of them stepped into the gigantic room. The ceiling was high above them and the floor to ceiling windows were covered with maroon velvet curtains. Row and rows of shelves were covered with books and the fireplace was burning furiously. They took a seat in front of Supernus' desk and waited for him to speak.

"Tomorrow, nine in the morning sharp." He started. "Ministries from all over the world will be at the Wizard's Annual Conference held in Italy this year. They need top security as the organization has been receiving threats of violence."

The three of them nodded noting that they understood the mission very well.

"And Invictus may I ask you to be more careful this time? Any slip ups and I would have to do something about it."

"I will be more professional this time. I will not disappoint you." Harry said confidently.

"Good. Now you should know what I expect of you. Protect but at the same time, be invisible."

Harry, Draco and Callide stood up and leave the room. It was almost midnight and they were ready to have a rest to prepare for the next day.

"Erm Pansy." Draco said.

"What?"

"Can I just see…"

"Go ahead." Pansy said patiently. "I'm sorry I was hard on you just now. I'm just…tired." Pansy rubbed her eyes and looked at Draco tiredly.

"No problem."

"Ten minutes…or I'll push the door open if you don't come out by that time."

Draco rolled his eyes. "I'm just going to talk for a while. I have not seen her for one whole day. I have not given her my present yet." Draco opened the door to Callide's room and immediately heard the delighted squeal of his fiancé.

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pstibbons: I'm so glad you're reading this because i like your reviews. Anyway it make me wonder why you would want Ginny and Ron to be dead. Well read on and i hope you will like how it goes.

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