A/N: OMGG I'm working on a new story . Since "This December, it's One More and I'm Free" is based on winter, I wanted to work on a summer fanfic. I do hope all of you enjoy the first part of the story.

Disclaimer: I am not trying to steal J.K. Rowling's creative innovations. All to her.

"In the midst of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer."

-Albert Camus

Hermione Granger stepped outside of her small hotel room. Her light hands gripped the wrought iron handles and sighed. She stared straight ahead and breathed in the scenery around her. In the background, she could her Crookshanks purring softly with the soft swoosh sound of the crashing sea below her. It was the year before her final year at Hogwarts, and she had finally accepted her parent's invitation to spend a summer abroad in a small town in England. Hermione had been to Coppingham only a few times through out her childhood. Her parents had agreed to rent a two hotel rooms for two months, while they helped one of her Aunt's establish a small dental business in a small office near by. But as the time went by, had Hermione grown restless. It was only her fourth day in Coppingham, and she had already ran out of things to do.

Hermione tucked in a strand of hair behind her ears and placed her elbows on the railing. She was grateful to get away from her everyday normal life, used to her boring summers at home where she spent endless hours alone. It was the same in Coppingham, where the whole city consisted of only three small hotels, a few shops, and a small Internet café. Coppingham could be described a tourist attraction for Englanders wanting to get away from the bustling streets of London. It was a quaint little village by the sea, where teenage girls would flock at the chance to wear their newest bikinis and work on their tan. But Hermione was a different kind of girl.

She would spend hours lying on her soft bedspread, reading up on ancient wizards of the past, while Crookshanks slept by her side, staring at the young girl with a blank expression. Hermione unsnapped the thin black hair band from her arm and collected her long brown tresses into a tousled bun on the top of her head. The warm weather had done her good. In only a few days, her brown hair had almost turned a soft brown, and the freckles on her nose were a little bit fainter. Her pale skin had acquired a golden shade, and she soaked up the sun as much as she could. Her parents would come back in the afternoon, and change into their casual clothes and eat dinner with Hermione at a small restaurant where they often ordered seafood dishes.

Hermione had been so used to the muggle way of the vacation, that she has not seen Hedwig one night before she went to bed, tapping at her window frantically. Harry had written to her, going on about his boring summer at Privet Drive and how he longed to be with Ron at The Burrow. Hermione had anxiously written back to Harry, stating that she hoped he was doing well, and to be careful. With the war hovering over them, she cherished her two best friends even more. In the last week, Hermione had not received any correspondence from Ron.

Hermione still flinched at their last meeting. Ron had been nervous the whole week, pacing back and forth in front of her, muttering nonsense in front of her. Only when she was at her last nerve, did she become frustrated and yelled out

"Oh out with it Ronald!"

Ron had just gaped at her and would look away for the rest of the week. Hogwarts had closed for the summer and Ron had told her goodbye with a stiff hug. Hermione sighed and breathed in the ocean air. She wasn't stupid. She knew that Ron had feelings for her, but to her in was unrequited love. She could never see Ron as a boyfriend, it would break the tight friendship apart.

The last thing she needed was a big quarrel with Ron before the beginning or the end of summer. She had even turned down Ginny's annual invitation to spend the last two weeks of summer vacation at the Burrow. Hermione didn't want tension between her and her friends, and she really missed spending time with parents. Hermione knew that this summer was going to be different. She didn't know that only ten miles away, someone was thinking the same thought.