After a War ((Old Copy))

Chapter 30 Book 1

After a War

Hermione flipped through the pages of the book. A few set of warm breath hitting the back of her neck. Malfoy, Maya, and Solomon crowded behind her breathing on her neck and she could barley focus on the book. It actually seemed to be about her... and Malfoy... And Gryffindors? Why would she be best friends with the Gryffindors? That was more than ridiculous. Then she read the next sentence and dropped the book. Maya and Solomon gasped. Malfoy remained silent, as he should be. Of all the books she ever read, that was the worst. More than the worst. The was a Bloody Infernal book from Voldemort himself. No book could have told her a bigger lie. No book could tell her she loved Draco Malfoy. Because she didn't, she may have become civil with him but she didn't love him at all. Maya busted out laughing.

"Maya!" Hermione yelled. Malfoy seemed to fade into the background. He was trying at least. Hermione couldn't stop constantly glancing at him. Solomon joined in the laughter. Maya picked up the book.

"Ok, here's the story:

Dear Reader,

I am Hermione, the old Hermione at least. If this is future Hermione, you have been Obliviated. You have nobody to blame but yourself. You wanted a fresh start. A chance to fall in love, again. In this reality that your in, you don't know Harry or Ron. They are Gryffindors, if you found this book, you need to find them and show it to them. They are under a light Obliviation. You are currently best friends with Maya, she is Obliviated too. Everyone you know is Obliviated. The biggest points you need to know is, find Harry and Ron, you love Draco, no matter how much you think you hate him, you love him. Trust me ok, please just tell him. I know you love him because I love him. Who knows what's happened in this Obliviated world. Please take what you've read into consideration. If you still don't believe me, continue to read.

You have loved Draco since the first year and he has loved you. Don't deny it. Do you know how your back constantly hurts? That's because you were stabbed. By Lucius Malfoy, and that is why he is dead. After Lucius tried to kill you with a knife to the back, Draco killed him. Do you know those twins in Gryffindor? Fred and George, Maya loves George. She used to at least. You are friends with many Gryffindors, you used to be one. That dark mark on your arm, do you remember how you got it? Lucius gave it to you in an attempt to make you hate Draco. Your hair, the white and green, used to be brown. Your emerald eyes used to be brown also. You must trust yourself. Speak to Draco immediately.

Sincerely, Hermione." Maya stopped reading. Hermione and Malfoy were nowhere to be found. Well, they could be found, just not seen. Solomon was laughing out of control. He was actually on the floor, laughing. Maya looked at him. She wasn't exactly happy either. She was just told, by a past version of Hermione that she was in love with a Gryffindor. Yeah. Worst book ever. Hermione was so red it felt like sunburn, she was sitting in a corner, out of view, nobody could find her. From her angle, she could see Malfoy. She most certainly didn't love him. Not a bit. They weren't even friends! Just not enemies. They were being civil with each other. Now they were going to avoid the other all together. She stood up and made for the door but naturally Maya wouldn't let her leave.

"Its just a book Hermione." Maya said.

"Its written in my handwriting, so many things seem familiar even though iv never done them. All I needed was a book to tell me that I Obliviated myself." Hermione said. She reached for the doorknob. Maya grabbed her shoulder and turned her around.

"Its just a book. Its not like your the only one in it. Somebody could have copied your handwriting, or even used magic." Maya said. Hermione shook her head.

"That book is real." Hermione said. She looked at the corner Malfoy was hiding in. "I don't remember all of it, I only remember writing that book." Hermione added before turning, opening the door and closing it behind her. She didn't care who saw her. She turned into a fox and ran as fast as she could. A few people noticed the fox running through the halls. Most were still at Hogsmead. She really didn't care whether they found out that she was a Animagus or not. She just didn't want to be around Slytherins anymore. She found herself at the Gryffindor portrait. She didn't even have to say the password, the portrait just let her in. She turned into a human before entering the common room. Two boys were playing wizards chess. She sat down in a nearby chair. They looked at her. One had ginger hair, a Weasley obviously, and the other had dark hair and glasses, and a scar, Harry Potter Probably.

"How did you bloody get in here? Your a Slytherin." The ginger called out.

"The portrait just let me in." She paused and looked between the two. "If I may ask, are you Harry and Ron?"

"Yes." The dark haired boy said.

"I was told to speak with you." Hermione said. She tensed up in her chair, remembering the book. "Do you know me at all? I was told I used to be a Gryffindor and I was Obliviated."

"Your not familiar." Harry said, he just went along with what she was saying, no matter how blasted ridiculous it was.

"Actually, Harry, I think she is. Hermione is it? Hermione Granger?" Ron asked. Hermione nodded and smirked.