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Chapter Eight- His Story

Hermione was sitting in her office when Ginny popped her head through the door.

"Mione, I have some papers here that I need you to look at," she said. Hermione looked up and nodded.

"Bring them over," she said. Ginny came in with a stack of papers and then looked at Hermione.

"Ok, spill it, who is he?" she asked. Hermione looked up.

"Who's who?" she asked. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"You've been acting differently these days, like for the past two weeks you've been going out more, and I see you smiling and stuff, you've definitely met a guy," she stated. Hermione sighed.

"Oh, alright, I've met someone, his name is Christopher, and he's really sweet," she gushed. Ginny smiled.

"I'm so happy for you, Hermione," she said. Hermione grinned.

"Well, I'll tell you more later, but as for now, I need to get this paperwork on my last case done," she said smiling. Ginny smiled.

"As usual, I'm going to be gone for a few days next week, I have to do some snooping somewhere in Paris," she said. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Well, we'll chat later,"

"Ok, bye,"

Hermione was curled up on her couch talking to Ginny on the phone. She had told her everything about Christopher, and how he was so funny, and all the things that they did. They went to dinner several times for the week, and had lunch together. On the weekends they would go to the park and to the museums, and they would basically have fun. It was the first time in months where she felt as though she could breathe properly again. Ginny smiled to herself as she hung up the phone. It was about time that Hermione was happy again. She had been through so much during the war, and now she found happiness.

Ginny sighed and then rose up from the couch and went to her room. She heard the shower turn on and rolled her eyes. It must be her wonderful husband finally back from New Zealand. She went to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Are you in there, honey?" she shouted.

"Yes, darling, I just apparated here, I didn't want to disturb your conversation," he said. She could just see the grin on his face. She opened the door and saw that the shower curtain was pulled. He pulled the curtain and stuck his head out and she smiled. Leaning over she kissed him and then pulled away.

"Take a bath, dear, you look horrible," she said. He nodded.

"I know, it was tough down there in New Zealand, boy, do I have some stories for you," he said. She laughed.

"I can't wait, alright, Mr. Longbottom, I will be preparing some grub," she said.

"Aright hon,"

"Oh shit!" Hermione said out loud. She was digging through her purse and realized that her Wiz-Mobile was gone. She must have left it on the bench at the train station. She cursed again and sighed. Wonderful. How was she going to call Christopher? She looked around her small, but tidy apartment and cursed that she had listened to Ginny when she had told her not to get a regular phone. Her Wiz-Mobile was the only thing that she could use to call other people and she sighed angrily. She would have to go down and use the payphone.

It was one afternoon when they were sitting in the park when Chris began talking to Hermione more about his life. The conversation left her with a sad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"When my mother went to school, she was in Hufflepuff, and she fell in love with a young boy," he said. Hermione nodded. "They went around for a while, and then one night they slept together, it was around the end of the school year. When the man found out about her pregnancy, he left her, and said that he didn't want to have anything to do with the child. He left her to raise me all by herself, even though sometimes I would get a present in the mail from him. I don't know him, I don't know his name, and I don't want to know him," Chris said angrily. Hermione was moved to tears. She covered her mouth with her hand and Chris placed a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry your self, Hermione, that's the past," he said wistfully. She sighed and nodded, but she knew that it would bother her for a long time.

When she went to work the next day, she was very preoccupied, and she didn't really speak to anyone. Ginny was staring at her and then sighed.

"Mione!" she shouted. Hermione jumped.

"Oh, sorry," she said. Ginny looked at her.

"What's wrong?" she asked. Hermione shook her head.

"Its nothing, just something Christopher told me," she said. Ginny cocked an eyebrow.

"Which was?" she asked. Hermione sighed and retold the story that Christopher had told her. Ginny shook her head sympathetically and then she smiled. "Look, you two have to come to the club this weekend alright?" she said. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"You know I don't do clubs," Hermione said. Ginny smiled.

"Well, you will this weekend," she stated. Hermione sighed and nodded.

Little did she know that it would be this very weekend that would change her life forever.

A/N: Well guys, here's chapter eight. I know it's a tad bit short, but school started back, so you know. I think that I'll be able to update often, and balance about six classes along with tennis practice. (lol) I'll do my best. Well what else, thanks for all the reviews guys!! I can't believe how this story has grown in less than a month. Wow, and actually I think next week Saturday will make it a month. So thanks guys!!!

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