Hello lovely readers! This is a brand-new story that I was just dying to type up. This is the introduction to the story so please let me know what you think. I do not own Harry Potter.
It had been three years since the climactic battle of the wizarding world had ended. Lord Voldemort, the dark evil man that threatened to end life as we know it for muggleborns and anyone who defied him, had finally been defeated. No longer were witches and wizards in fear of their lives. The numerous followers he had were all dead or in Azkaban and the world was finally safe for the community once again. The dust had finally settled, scars began to heal, and peace slowly reclaimed the hallowed halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Many lives were ended that fateful night including Fred Weasley, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, and so many other students and innocent bystanders. So many wizards and witches were struggling to move on from the war. After losing so many lives you can only do so much. Hermione Granger had lost everything. Previously known as the Gryffindor know-it-all, best friend of Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, and survivor of the worst wizarding war in existence, now lived alone with a child who would never know who their father was. In a split moment of weakness, she had a one-night stand with Severus Snape.
She harbored a crush on him for years. She knew it was wrong, but she wanted him to pay attention to her. She would doodle his initials on her essays in secret and then erase them hoping no one would see. She tried to get his attention in class with her brilliance, but not once did he call on her.
On the day of the battle, Snape found her alone in the castle. He pulled her into a secluded classroom, and he asked her for one minute of happiness. She couldn't say no to him. She thought if today was her last day on Earth, she wanted to know what it was like to feel loved by someone even if it was just a quick moment in a warded classroom. She didn't know at the time that that would be her downfall. Because of their union, she was left with a beautiful young daughter that was the spitting image of him.
When she first found out she was pregnant, she was scared and upset. How could she, just an eighteen-year-old girl, take care of a child alone? As her stomach grew, she knew she couldn't keep it a secret anymore. When she told her friends about being pregnant, they turned their back on her. She told them once over breakfast at the house they lived in together and they took it badly. Ron was heartbroken when he found out the woman he loved slept with another man. The whole Weasley clan never talked to her again. Even her best friend Ginny no longer spoke to her. Harry was infuriated when he realized it was with the bat of the dungeons. They both kicked her out of Grimmauld Place, and they hadn't talked to her ever since.
When she was kicked out, she didn't know where to go. Her first course of action was to hopefully find her parents. They can help her, right? She went to Australia on a mission to find Wendell and Monica Wilkins. She first tried to find them herself and had no success. Everyone she asked said they had never heard of them. She even tried showing them a picture, but that didn't help her in her search. The last straw was going to the police to fill out a missing person(s) report. After staying there another week the police told her that they couldn't find them, and nobody had any leads to go off on. She left Australia heartbroken that her parents were gone.
She returned to London and with no other option got her own apartment. She had her child a few months later on February 7, 1999. After Sabrina Katherine Snape was born, she tried to find a job. Finding a job that fit her needs was strenuous. She tried to apply for many jobs, but each one required her to be in an office where her child couldn't be. She had no one to watch her child during the day. Her dream job was also out of the question. She always dreamed of becoming a Professor at Hogwarts, but she couldn't take an apprenticeship because of her pregnancy. She was slowly running out of money, and she had nowhere to turn. She was also struggling with the aftermath of the war. She had insomnia because of her recurring nightmares and PTSD. Her mind cruelly reminded her of the time she was tortured by Bellatrix Lestrange. She couldn't shake the fear she had. The only thing moving her forward was her innocent daughter. She deserved to have a happy life and Hermione was determined to give her child just that.