Ok I just wanted to say in advance that some may say when they read this that I made Hermione too desperate or maybe unlike herself. But I hope all of you can try to put yourselves in Hermione's shoes. Waking up one day losing your memories, even if you are as strong and orderly as Hermione, can make it difficult for her. Difficult for just anyone I should say. As the story progresses I promise we will see our feisty Hermione, but for now I hope you will be patient with my story. :) I hope you guys will like this update :)

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Hermione's POV

"Ron.. Ronald please open the door! I need to talk to you!" I cried while pounding on Ron's apartment for what seems like hours. I was able to escape Ginny and Kreacher, when I found out that Harry placed a tracking charm on me, the reason why they knew that I wasn't in the house at all. I was successful on being able to get rid of it and divert it to Kreacher, at least this way, they would still think that I am still in Grimmauld with them.

I know that Ron was here, if he was still the same Ron that I knew, then he would likely place his keys under the door mat if he wasn't in his apartment. And when I checked it, the dusty marking of his apartment key, was all that was left under the door mat indicating that he was home.

I couldn't help but not cry with the situation. Everyone who would probably see me and knew me, may not recognize me at all with the state I am in right now. I know that everyone knows me as being a strong young woman, besides being known as the insufferable know it all or brightest witch of our age.

But how can I be strong in this moment when I woke up from a two month coma, having feelings of my 20 year old existence, have no memories of whatsoever for the last four years, and finding out everything that I thought to be my world would be gone? If I knew this was going to hurt I would of wished that these feelings would of also been forgotten along with my other memories.

Finally I heard a click coming from Ron's apartment door, I quickly wiped my face filled with tears, and there I saw him, my best friend and fiancé... Ron. His hair a bit messy, his face shows that he matured, his physique was more definite and he looked like he grew a couple inches from the last I can remember, he was wearing one of his jumpers with a letter R on it; one of Mrs. Weasley's creation of course. He had on a black boxers and a red and gold striped socks. It looked like he just woken up. In a way I couldn't help but swallow with how fine he looked now.

But the moment Ron's eyes met mine his once sleepy gaze turned to wide eyes which then followed by a deadly glare. I knew he was surprised to see me here, probably because Harry and Ginny did say we have been over for four years, and here I am at his door steps.

"Hi." Was all I can bring myself to say since I was frozen in my spot. If looks can kill I would of probably been dead by now judging by the way Ron was staring at me.

"Granger." He said in such a husky yet dangerous tone.

"When have we ever done the last name basis Ron?" I couldn't help but ask. It's just unbelievable. Did our break up end up that badly to have him calling me by my last name? It's as if I was just a random acquaintance he bumped into with how easily my last name can be said by his lips.

"Bloody hell Granger, it's been four--or five years!" Ron yelled.

I was completely caught off guard from the way Ron responded because he has never once yelled at me like that with so much passion.

"Babe whose at the door?" Said Lavender who was only wearing I believe Ron's long sleeve, and then snaked her arm on Ron's waist. As she turned to look at me she had a surprised expression the same as Ron before he became angry all of a sudden.

"Hermione fancy seeing you after four or five years was it?" She said in her high pitched annoying tone that I didn't liked during our school days back in Hogwarts.

"I just need to talk to Ron, Lavender." I tried to avoid staring at her at all cost. Because the more I take in what I am seeing the more my heart was breaking at the sight of them together.

"Whatever you have to say to Won-Won you can tell it to me as well since I am his fiancée Hermione." She said while giving me her most plastic smile.

"Hermione just leave."

It hurts that the person you love would tell you to go.

"You heard him Hermione, leave! Before we call on the condo's bodyguards." Said Lavender who gave me an annoyed look.

"I won't leave until I talked to Ron and get some answers!" I couldn't help but raise my voice because these two were ganging up on me to leave. And before I could say anything else Lavender had called the condo's bodyguard and was now escorting me out of the building.

Why couldn't my heart also forget Ron just the way I forgot my memories?