1Chapter 17
Alright just to make sure everyone will be with me I told all of you guys that Hermione moved out, and hasn't spoke to Ron, Ginny, and Harry for OVER 6 years. So im making it 8 years!! Okay so everyone with me? GREAT!! Now let the chapter begin!!
"Elizabeth Gene get down here right this instant!" Hermione yelled up the stairs from her place on the bottom landing. Hermione Granger, now twenty-eight years old was waiting for her daughter Elizabeth who was eight years old, to come down and eat her breakfast before she left for school. She was wearing her floral patterned apron, tapping her heeled foot impatiently on the hard wood floor. She finally heard little footsteps running around, a slam of a door, and her daughter finally hopping down the stairs.
"Sorry Mum I couldn't find my backpack." Elizabeth apologized, an innocent smile plastered on her face. Elizabeth was a spinning image of her mother and father. She had dark brown hair, cut short just above her shoulders, and after seeing Reese Witherspoon in"Sweet Home Alabama," Elizabeth told her mother that she wanted her hair short and her bangs to be sweeping across her forehead. Hermione thought her daughters choice of words were highly adult like and decided to let her daughter get the hair cut. Elizabeth had beautiful blue eyes that sparkled every time she was happy, and got a deep blue when she was sad or mad. Elizabeth was just the right height and size for her age of eight years old, and Hermione knew she took after her and her father quite well. She had Hermiones brains and her fathers wit. The little girl even liked Quidditch. But who doesn't?
"Well you found it now go in there and eat your breakfast." Hermione said pointing towards the kitchen. Elizabeth gave her mother a look that said please don't be in that kind of mood this morning. Hermione followed her into the kitchen, going back over to the stove to pile food onto another plate for her husband. Hermione had actually moved out of her flat that she shared with Harry and Ron after the horrible fight those eight years ago. Hermione had finally had it with Ron, and decided to move out. Over the next two years they would talk every now and then but would just end up fighting again. She lost contact over the years hadn't spoke to him or any of her old friends in 6 years. Hermione saw Oliver Wood again, and apologized for the way she acted that night in The Leaky Cauldron. He also apologized and they had been inseparable ever since. They dated for a long time, and Oliver popped the question to her after one year of dating. Hermione said yes and they got married two months after that. As the years passed and they had Elizabeth, Hermione thought her life was complete. But everyday she thought about Ron and what could have been. She missed him something awful and found herself at times wanting to floo over to his new flat that he lived in by himself and telling him that she wanted to make things right again and just be him.
"Mum? Where's Daddy?" Elizabeth asked her.
"He's up and getting ready dear. Now eat your breakfast or for the hundredth time you're going to be late!" Hermione scolded her. Elizabeth gave a mean look and quickly went back to eating her breakfast.
"Good morning loves of my life." Oliver said grinning from ear to ear as he entered the kitchen. He placed a kiss on Hermiones cheek and kissed his daughter on the forehead.
"Here's your breakfast, tuck in!" Hermione told her husband. She thought about Molly Weasley and how she always told them when they were kids and also when they older to 'Tuck In.' Hermione couldn't help but smile at the memories.
"Hermione?" Oliver asked her. Hermione turned around to look at her husband.
"Yes honey im fine." Hermione said grinning.
"Well im off to work. Have a good day sweetheart. You to babe." Oliver said to the two wonderful women in his life. They kissed him goodbye and he flooed to the Scotland Quidditch pitch. Hermione still worked at the Ministry. She still loved it. Elizabeth went to a local muggle school in London, and Hermione couldn't wait until she turned eleven so she could finally go to Hogwarts. Elizabeth knew all about being a witch and the wizarding world, and even though she couldn't learn anything magical, and knew she had to wait until she went to Hogwarts, Elizabeth still had magic happen all around her. When she got angry, every now and then something would shake or fly across the room. Hermione had to replace quite a bit of plates and glasses. Elizabeth even once turned the boy who lived next door into a toad when he called her stupid. Hermione had to transform him back and then put a non-remembering spell on the poor boy. But he shouldn't have called her daughter stupid.
"Alright are you ready to go to school?" Hermione asked Elizabeth as she was rinsing off the plates.
"Yes." Elizabeth simply answered. Hermione finished up in the kitchen and drove Elizabeth to school. They owned a car because they had to use muggle things as much as possible since they did live in muggle London. After dropping Elizabeth off at school Hermione drove back home and left the car there. She flooed to work as usual. She did still use that magic.
Later on that night after dinner and homework, Hermione was sitting on the toilet, talking to her daughter who was taking a bath.
"-And that's how I did it!" Elizabeth finished her story about how she broke her schools hula-hoop record.
"Well im very proud of you!" Hermione said smiling down at her soapy daughter. After awhile longer of chatting Elizabeth got a serious and curious look on her face.
"Mum? Can I ask you something?" She asked blowing bubbles off her hand.
"You know you can ask me anything." Hermione said.
"Who is that man in the picture you hide underneath your under garments?" Elizabeth asked, looking up into her mothers shocked face.
"Elizabeth have you been snooping around in my stuff?" Hermione scolded. Elizabeth put a sheepish grin on her face and nodded. Hermione huffed.
"Well! I do get bored you know! Barbies can get boring after awhile!" Elizabeth said in her defense. Hermione couldn't help but laugh at her daughters statement.
"Why do you want to know who he is?" Hermione asked her.
"I've seen him before and you never talk about whoever he is." Elizabeth said, fully turning around to face her mother in the tub.
"He's an old friend. His name is Ron Weasley. I haven't seen him six years." Hermione explained. Elizabeth listened intently. She looked at Hermione, her eyes urging Hermione to go on.
"We went to school together, we became best friends, with Harry Potter, you know that." Hermione continued, Elizabeth nodding at Harrys name. "Well after we graduated from Hogwarts we all three moved in together. After awhile I just decided I needed to move out, live on my own, and we still all talked but then we just lost contact." Hermione finished, lying about the end. Elizabeth scrunched up her nose.
"You can never lose contact with your best friends. Can you?" She asked. Hermione sighed.
"You can." She nodding her head. "Now, is there anything else?"
"No." Elizabeth said, blowing more bubbles from her hands.
"Good. Now lets get you out of there before you turn into a prune." Hermione said, her daughter giggling at her joke. After goodnight hugs and kisses and a bedtime story, Hermione was ready for bed. She walked into her bedroom, Oliver waiting for her.
"I'm exhausted!" She said, flopping down onto the big queen sized bed.
"Me too. But that doesn't mean im to tired to..." Oliver started but ended what he was saying by kissing her neck. She let out a breathy laugh and turned her head to kiss him fully on the lips.
"You're actually home for once. I mean at this time of night." Hermione stated and Oliver pulled back from her.
"Yeah well work has slowed down now so I can get more home time." He said smiling at her. Oliver for the past two months had been staying late at work. He used to get home at this normal, usual time at five o'clock like Hermione, but for the past two months he hadn't been coming home until ten o'clock at night. His daughter had missed her daddy coming in with mommy to tuck her in.
"We missed you." Hermione whispered against his lips.
"I missed you girls too." He said and captured her lips in another kiss. One hour later they held each other, both of them catching their breath.
"That was wonderful." Hermione commented.
"Yeah.. It was." Oliver said and kissed her head. Hermione finally fell asleep, and Oliver lay awake, thinking about someone else.
The Next Day
"Mummy hurry up!" Elizabeth said irritated, tugging her mothers hand.
"Elizabeth will you slow down! We have all the time in the world to shop!" Hermione told her daughter. They were shopping in Diagon Alley, Hermione needed some new dress robes for work. Elizabeth was ready to go right when they arrived. She told her mother she didn't want to go to Diagon Alley until she had to get her supplies for Hogwarts. Hermione was standing outside the book store, looking at the some editions. Elizabeth holding her mothers hand, waiting impatiently, suddenly saw the man in the picture her mother kept hidden.
"Mummy?" Elizabeth said, tugging on her mothers hand.
"Elizabeth will you please be patient! We will leave shortly!" Hermione scolded, finally fed up with Elizabeths whining.
"No it's not that! What color was Rons hair?" Elizabeth said.
"What? Red, why?" Hermione asked dismissivly, looking at a book that was about one thousand pages long with a dreamy look on her face.
"Because he's standing right over there." Elizabeth said, pointing her finger towards The Leaky Cauldron. Hermione snapped her head in the direction her daughter was pointing. Sure enough, Ron Weasley stood outside the Leaky Cauldron, talking to none other than Harry Potter. Hermione felt the air leave her lungs. Ron hadn't changed a bit. Just his age. He still looked handsome as ever. Harry still looked the same too, but of course the age.
"Lets go over and say hi!" Elizabeth said with a smile.
"NO!" Hermione said shrilly, passing wizards and witches giving a strange look. She cleared her throat. "I mean no Elizabeth we really must get going." She said more calmly, pulling her daughter down the street.
"Oh now you want to leave!" Elizabeth said, throwing her tiny hands in the air in a defeated way.
"Oh come on!" Hermione said. Hermione had just seen the love of her life. And old feelings started rushing back to her.
Okay so what do you think? Makes sense? And did you catch the clue about Oliver? I also forgot to mention another story that KaylaAyleen wrote!! It's called "Maybe Something More." It's one of my FAVORITE stories!! And of course it's in my Favorite Stories!! So read that and please review!! Thank you!!