My life was great like a beautiful sunny day, then it was ruined by the gushing rain, then the rainbow came out, and I am finally happy.
I told you last time that my mother decided to move to America, in a month she had abandoned everything leaving no trace of where she might have gone, she quit her job and changed her name, uncle Harry, Ron and aunt Gin were a constant in my life, true we didn't see them much but I loved them and they loved me back, through the years that I was growing up, my father was never mentioned, when I asked mum she would cleverly change the subject, I wasn't the daughter of Hermione Granger for nothing, I was smart enough even at the age of seven to know that my mother was being elusive, I got more and more curious aver the years, and that's what caused the disaster I guess, I had to go and…oh no I'm not telling you what happened yet, but I just can't seem to stop babbling, it's a habit I got spilling everything that comes to my mind to the person in front of me, no matter if that person was a stranger, look at me I am babbling about babbling now, lets just get on with the story shall we.
This happened when I was five.
Hermione Granger scooped her five year old daughter in her arms nuzzling her chest and making the girl giggle and shriek with laughter, trying to pull her mothers face out of her tummy.
"Oh, I'm gonna eat you up" Hermione Granger said, still tickling her blonde daughter, the girl shrieked again with laughter.
"So what does the birthday girl want to do for her birthday?" Hermione asked her daughter who was playing with a smooth lock of brown hair from her mother's thick mane.
"I want to visit nana Weasly" the girl said her wide innocent grey eyes boring into her mother's hazel ones.
"nana Weasly it is" Hermione said, not able to resist the grey eyes that she one day fell in love with their true owner, he had the same innocence in his eyes, despite all he went through, he had the same childish innocence in his eyes.
"Thank you mommy" the adorable girl said kissing her mothers cheek happily, and squealing in laughter when her mother started tickling her.
"you don't think I'm taking you to nana Weasly for free do you, I'll have to eat some of that yummy tummy" she said nuzzling her daughter's tummy who was squealing and shrieking with laughter and giggling uncontrollably, she managed to squirm out of her mother's grip and ran out of the room still giggling her mother following her.
Later that day
"Happy biwthday wosy" said a very cute 5 year old James Potter, handing the girl a rose. And giving her a sloppy kiss on the cheek.
All the female adults monitoring the situation "oohed" and "awed" at the display.
"Thank you James, but my name is Rose not Wose and its birthday not biwthday" the blond 5 year old said in a very know-it-all bossy tone of voice.
James shrugged but a pink tingedmarred his cheeksall the same.
Harry gave Hermione a knowing smirk and she rolled her eyes and engaged the very pregnant Ginny Potter in a conversation.
"Come on James lets play" Rose said calling him by the nickname she had given him. Taking his arms and dragging him where all the other kids were playing.
"Hey don't caw me that" he said annoyed by the nickname, Rose just giggled and kept dragging him away.
A few hours later
Hermione carried the sleeping Rose in her arms saying goodbye to the Weaslys.
"Thank you Molly for having us on such short notice, Rose insisted,she loves you very much" Hermione said
"Oh don't worry about it dear, Rose is my granddaughter and she's welcome here any time, it was my pleasure having her anyway" she said kissing Hermione, the sleeping Rose and bustled to the kitchen leaving the best friends alone.
"Oh Hermione I will miss you so much" Ginny said crying.
"Oh don't be like that I'm just an apparition away" Hermione replied handing Rose to Harry and taking her weeping friend in her arms.
"Oh I hate these hormones" Ginny said to her friend sobbing and laughing at the same time, all the while hugging her friend back.
Hermione pulled away and hugged Ron who then took Rose from Harry so Hermione could hug him too and she did, "take care of them, Gin is hormonal and Ron is hotheaded" Hermione whispered in Harry's ear he gave her a hearty grin and she pulled away with a watery smile.
"See you guys later" Hermione said taking Rose and apparating to the borders of England and from there she went through customs and apparated home.
She changed Rose's clothes whose eyes fluttered open while Hermione was putting her to bed.
"thank you mommy, I love you so much, this was the best birthday ever" Rose said looking at her mother with those adorable grey eyes, Hermione's eyes watered at the memories those grey eyes brought and she kissed her daughter's forehead smoothing her thick bushy curly mane of blonde hair.
"I love you too sweetie, now go to sleep" Hermione said her voice cracking slightly.
"Mommy, are you ok?" the little girl asked
"yeah sweets I'm fine, just tired, goodnight" Hermione said kissing her daughter's forehead again and turning the light off and closing the door behind her, she walked like a zombie to her room, and as soon as she closed the door she cast a silencing charm on her bedroom and started to cry, her sobs were heart breaking ,they racked her body and she slammed her fists on the ground near the door, which she had slid against, she buried her face in her hands and sobbed, all the memories of her and her ex-fiancée flooding her mind and breaking all the walls she had built around them the past six years , the memories tortured her and teased her showing her the life she never got to complete, and probably never will, she cried harder. she until this day doesn't understand why he did it, was she not enough?!, she gave him everything she risked everything for him, her friendship with her best friend, she went against the whole wizarding world for him, she gave him her love, her body ,her virginity ,her life, and he threw it all out the window to screw Pansy Parkinson, a bitter laugh escaped her throat through all the tears ,as she thought that in the first moment she thought his tired eyes were because he stayed up all night thinking of her, that of course until she saw the bedspread move beside him, her bitter laugh turned to a sob.
She headed to the bed, her thoughts torturing her and keeping her up sobbing into her pillow till she saw the golden threads of sunlight make their way through the darkness of the night, that was when she gave up ,too tired to shed another tear, her swollen eyes fluttered shut, and she finally yielded to a case of dreamless sleep.