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Chapter 5 - Two Coins?

Hermione readied herself to go out today. She thought it was time to go and explore Italy. Yesterday was enough procrastinating. That might not sound Hermione but nowadays, nothing sounds like her anymore. She walked through the hotel entrance and pass the doorman wearing a red suit with a matching hat.

It was a nice summer day out. Hermione had worn a scoop neck tank top with an embroidered front. She wore a simple high waisted dark-washed denim shorts. The sun was there but not quite there. Summer breeze apparent in the air. She also wore a light pink denim jacket on top of her tank. A leather cross body bag hung from one of her shoulders.

She was only to stay in Italy for a few days. Hermione wanted to go to all the places she planned. It was the dream vacation she's always wanted. When she was younger, Hermione wanted to tour Europe after graduating from University but that was from before she found out she was a witch. Things changed after receiving that letter.

Her plans for whenever she grows up was suddenly cancelled. She lost her sense of direction at the moment but that loss was exchanged with excitement for a new adventure. Indeed, it was. Hermione had always thought their years at Hogwarts would be fitting for a children's book.

Hermione walked over to a deserted alley a few blocks from her hotel. She checked it out a yesterday when she arrived if it was a good enough place to apparate and it was. Hermione also had to go check out an apparition point at Rome yesterday. That's why she felt a bit tired. She looked around the area once more before she pulled out her wand and apparated to Rome, Italy. Hermione felt that odd feeling of getting sucked into somewhere but not anywhere.

She appeared in a dark alley but emerged quickly with the crowd outside the tiny space. There seemed to be a lot of people on the cobblestone streets today. Hermione walked for a little in the tight crowd until she caught sight of a café called capulus platearum. A little credit to Hermione's knowledge of Latin, the words mean coffee street.

The brunette took a seat on one of the metal chairs outside the small café and waited for someone to assist her. A woman with light brown hair arrived to her service and asked her what she wanted. Hermione ordered for a panini and a cup of tea.

It was only for an afternoon snack and besides she hasn't eaten anything other than the free breakfast her hotel offered. She wasn't saving or anything, – she had tons to spend from her cooperation with the war – she just didn't feel hungry that morning. Hermione just laid on her bed, looking at the creaking ceiling. Yes, the hotel was certainly one of the bests but that didn't mean couples wouldn't go mad and jump each other. That was surely out of the hotel's hands – if it did have some.

Hermione looked around the place. The summer breeze felt amazingly good on her skin. Her panini had arrived as well as her tea. As she sat there enjoying her tea, she thought as if someone was watching her from afar. Hermione surveyed the area. There were quite a few crooks and crannies to look at but she didn't see anyone. She decided to leave the sketchy area after finishing her snack.

It didn't take long for Hermione to eat the panini since she didn't really have any lunch. Hermione got back on the cobblestone street and set to go to the Trevi Fountain since its certainly one of the reasons she came here. Well, it's actually the only one. Hermione wanted to only spend three days in Rome and today's her second day.

She had already been to Rome but with her parents. They explored a few of the museums and the colosseum. Hermione loved every second of it! She's always loved the feel of Rome. She loved the charming floral balconies. She even dreamed of having them back in England. It was quite impossible, of course, but one could always dream.

Rome had this intriguing mix of edgy and artsy feel tangled with years of history. It just captivated her. She loved the architecture. When Hermione was younger and hadn't discovered her real identity yet, she was already choosing between architecture or a surgeon. It was a very hard choice for her.

Hermione had felt this odd sensation again. She thought – no, scratch that, knew – for sure that someone was following or watching her every movement. She felt uncomfortable knowing someone was stalking her. Hermione walked faster to reach her destination. She wanted to avoid isolated areas. All that she wanted was to lose that creepy fellow.

Finally, she reached the fountain after speed walking just to get there safe. She was close to panting but it wasn't really that far from the café. Hermione almost sighed when she got there but her breath got caught in her lungs when she saw what she came to Rome for. She wanted to say something but nothing would get out of her slightly agape mouth. Hermione's already been to Rome twice and was mesmerized by the place's beauty but once again, she was sucked into it.

It was just like the time she and her parents visited only that she was younger and not alone. Hermione remembered holding her mother's hand while her father took a picture of them. She remembered how her parents told her so many times to look at the camera but she couldn't. Hermione was so into the place; she couldn't take her eyes off of it. It only seemed like yesterday.

Hermione walked towards the fountain. She bumped into too many people to say sorry to all of them. The Trevi Fountain was always filled with people. People always come to the fountain whenever they're in Rome. The ones who come with family are the ones usually wishing to come back to Rome. Those alone are wishing for love they couldn't quite find yet. Couples go there to wish to hear the wedding bells soon.

When she came here two years after finding out that she was a witch, she couldn't contain herself but laugh at the couples or the ones who were alone. Hermione thought it was stupid to just hand over your fate to a fountain. She couldn't believe how so many people could just have confidence in a fountain to give you a lover. Now, she wanted to laugh at herself.

It's true that Hermione came to Rome to throw to coins at the fountain. Over the years, Hermione had learned to just believe. Take a leap of faith. Yes, it was very out of character for her. She was the type of person to believe in concrete things. It was what she thought made her sane but no, it wasn't. More like the opposite.

Hermione turned her back to the fountain and clutched her first coin. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before throwing it. She turned back to face the fountain and saw her coin land in the waters. Hermione did what she did before with the first coin but this time she muttered something under her breath before tossing the coin.

"End the chase and give him to me already."

A familiar voice spoke that shook Hermione's entire existence, "Wishing for me, I reckon?"

A/N: A bit short? They're always short! Anyways, what did you think? Hope you liked it. :)

Music Selection: Somebody's Watching Me - Rockwell

"I always feel like somebody's watching me.
And I have no privacy.
Woh, I always feel like somebody's watching me.
Who's playing tricks on me?"

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