'Clear blue sky, laughter, sunshine… all in much brighter shades then I'm used to… Lovely face looking at me, smiling, lips moving… "Get your siblings and come in, the cake is waiting…" I look at the face, so familiar yet I couldn't place where have I seen them before. I feel my legs taking me away from the face and I'm running, faster than I ever did, the world rushing past me but I still can see it all… Every little thing, nothing escapes me… More laughter, a face peeking behind the trees, I feel myself smile and wave towards the face, "come on Claire! Mom said we have a birthday cake to eat!" Claire? Who's Claire? Then we are running back in the same trail as I came, more and more kids are joining us as we run, we all run in the same inhuman speed, though I'm a little faster… we arrive to the end of the woods, a huge manor is in front of us, we are running towards it… it's the most mesmerizing building I've ever seen… we get in, to a big room with floor to ceiling windows, white couches and light wood floors, huge white carpet and light wood coffee table, on the table two big cakes, one of them is baby pink, white cream spelling Claire, the second is baby blue and in white letters of cream it spells Skyler… We were enjoying ourselves, eating cake and messing around, joking when we heard a blast. We all jumped to our feet, tensing and stretching our senses, waiting for what's to come. We fight, the ones who can, the rest being protected by us, the fighters, the attacking are Death Eaters, Lord Voldemort trusted soldiers. We thought we were safe, for now, Voldemort was defeated almost 5 years earlier. We got hurt, badly, but we made it out alive…'
I woke up, drenched in sweat, I gasp for air… Now when I'm awake I don't remember much from my dream, but I know it wasn't a dream, but a long lost memory of my early childhood, when I still lived with my parents and played with my siblings in the woods. I was adopted, not long after I arrived to the Orphanage, by Alice and Warner Granger, and was given the name Hermione. It makes me sad to know that people don't see me as I really am. I even can't play Quidditch, my favorite game, because I can't draw too much attention to myself, something I miserably failed the moment I became Harry Potter's best friend, lucky me, people can't recognize me and the fact I don't play Quidditch helps as well, though I am terribly jealous of Harry and Ron, my other best friend.
Ron, I love him, he is simply the most brave, funny, light minded, handsome and smart man I ever met. Before all this mess on my 7th birthday he and I were engaged, to be married. We were really young, I know but in families like mine you find yourself growing up faster than humans, right… I didn't tell you what I am… Shoot, even I don't know, I'm a mix of so many things… well the main things are Vampire, Veela, Demon (they are not the nasty creatures people make them to be, they can be really nice and all, it's just the demons people see are the ones who go out of their ways to make trouble, most of them are well blended into the human society.
A knock on the window stops my mind from racing any farther. I open the window and le Pig, Ron's owl, in. I take the letter that is tied to his leg and open it.
Dear Hermione,
How was your week? Are you Okay, not sick, right? Anyway, I wanted to know if you want to come to my place for the rest of the summer. Return your answer with Pig. I hope to see you soon, and yes, I already finished my Potions essay, last week… well, last night, anyway, I finished it and that means I have no more homework for the summer, I know you don't too. Harry is going to be here only on the day before his birthday, just for you to know, so you won't be scared when you come here, mom and Fleur are going mad with the wedding plans, the wedding, by the way is the day after Harry's birthday. About Bill and Fleur's wedding, Charlie is bringing his wife! He got married without inviting us, let along telling us. I can't believe I missed my brother's wedding, he won't tell us who is she and mom was so mad when she saw the letter Charlie sent, that it took my dad two whole hours to calm her down. She's still mad though. I miss you and I will see you when you get here.
Love,
Ron.
I smiled at Ron's letter, I already had a good guess on Charlie's wife, and I was pretty sure it's Arden, my older sister, Arden and Charlie dated while they attended Hogwarts, and I remember her being so in love and always talking about Charlie when she came home during the holidays. I took out a piece of parchment and a quill and wrote him a letter.
Dear Ron,
I'm fine, really, I don't know why you keep asking me that, we both know I'm well protected here. I would love to come, how does tomorrow morning sound to you? I thought so, I mean about your mother and Fleur, they seem like this type of women. Don't worry, I will come and save you from their crazy talk… I promise. You know, I have an idea about Charlie's wife… She could be a Dragon Keeper as well, think about all the women Charlie talked about since he moved to Romania and guess which one would he choose to himself. I will see you tomorrow morning and I miss you too.
Love,
Hermione.
I tied my letter to Pig's leg and gave him an owl treat and he took off. I closed my window and looked at the time, 7:30AM, good. I left to the bathroom to freshen up for the day and returned to my room to get dressed, then I walked downstairs to the kitchen. Both of my adoptive parents were there and the smell of eggs and bacon was filling my nostrils. I smiled as I entered the kitchen, greeting the people inside with a pleasant smile, they smiled back. I sat down as Alice put a full plate in front of me and I dug in. I finished my food and then I asked them if I could go for the Weasley's for the rest of the summer, they agreed. We stayed in the kitchen, talking, until it was time for Alice and Warner to go to work, and I stayed in the house.