Finding the Letter

A/N: Yes I made the secretaries witches they know that Hermione is one as well. Borrowed the response from the movie.

When I got back to the room I told Harry all about the secretaries. And as usual he wasn't listening. All he had to tell me was that he had to go to Rome for a few days for a wine deposition. Harry said that he could only get one ticket. So the next day I saw him off before I headed to the office of the secretaries. After he was gone I stood there and thought. I don't even remember falling in love with him. How did it happen? I know that seventh year I woke up and they told me that I had amnesia. When I woke up they told me that I had been dating Harry. Something tells me know that wasn't the truth. I wonder what happened in those lost months. I want to find out the truth. But I have to find someone that knows and will tell it to me. To tell you the truth I am tired of looking at someone who I know is lying to me. It's like I'm with a stranger and not my best friend.

I walk into the office and see everyone. "Buongiorno, ladies." I said. "Buongiorno, Hermione." Everyone echoes back to me. "So Hermione we go and get the letters in about twenty minutes. So in the meantime how about you tell us how you and your fiancée met?" Coretta asked. "Um sure we met on the train to school when we were 11. But he also helped me when I was recovering from amnesia when I was eighteen. I still can't remember. The doctor's said that it would come back within eight months it's been about 5 years. We've even tried memory potions. But nothing seems to work. We even thought that me being around familiar people would help. So we eventually gave up. Harry and I accepted that I would never remember how we fell in love with each other." I said.

"How much time did you lose?" Maria asked. "I lost almost a year. I would say eight months at least." I said. "Do you ever wonder if it wasn't Harry that you fell in love with?" Sandra asked. "Lately I've been thinking that more and more. It may be fuzzy but I am starting to remember. And I know that it was not Harry. It was someone else." I said. "You will find him. I know you will but right now it's time to do get the letters." Corletta said grabbing the basket.

While we were gathering letters I found one hidden from 1964 that would change my life.

"Hermione what do you have there it looks pretty old?" Corletta asked. "Let's take it back with us and find out. That is the only way that we will know." I said taking it. That was the last letter so we took it and the others back to the office.

"What are you holding there Hermione?" Maria asked as I opened it. "Go ahead read it to all of us." Corletta encouraged.

I didn't go to him Juliet.

I didn't go to Roberto

I left him there waiting for me. You see my parents don't approve.

We wanted to run away together and get married. But I left him waiting for me under our tree. His eyes were so full of hope, love and trust. I leave for London in the morning. My heart is breaking. Juliet, please I beg you. Please tell me what I should do.

Love,

Aurora

"It was written in 1964. Corletta I have to write back." I said. After hearing their crazy theories.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~DRACO AND HERMIONE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dear Aurora,

What ad if are as non threatening as two words can be. But put them together side by side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life. What if. What if. What if. I don't know how your story ended. If what you felt then was true love. Then it is never too late. If it was true then. Why wouldn't it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don't know what a love like Juliet's' feels likes. A love to leave loved ones for, a love to cross oceans for. But I'd like to believe if I were ever to feel it that I would have the courage to seize it. And Aurora if you didn't, I hope one day you will.

All my love,

Juliet

By the time that I had finished this all the others had left for the night. But when I touched the old letter I felt as though I was remembering something that I had long ago forgotten. I knew know the man that I loved was definitely not Harry. Because the man that I loved was very pale and had blonde hair. But I still could not remember his name for the life of me. So I called Harry and called him out on his lie.

"Hermione. I know that you think we lied to you. But we did what we thought was best. We are the reason that you no longer remember. We took your memories away. Don't worry his are still intact." Harry said "That still doesn't tell me why you did this to me." I said. "Because we thought that you were to go for him. Looking back I am not proud of it. But we did what we thought was best. We told him as much. But as for finding him. I will not help you. Goodbye Hermione. I will send your stuff to you once I return to England. I knew this would happen. Where you are staying is actually an apartment. I paid it off for a year. Your boss already knows. The spell that was performed on you was only good for four years the deadline is coming up which is why you are starting to remember. When you do fully remember the past. All of us understand if you will never forgive us." Harry said before he hung up on me.

It made me wonder, who had I really fallen in love with. And what was his name.