Seeing Through My Eyes (Dramione Fanfiction)

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Hermione

Hermione blew a frizzy strand of hair out of her face as she jotted down the address of the open home viewing she intended to go to over the weekend.

Upper class London, nice. And in the muggle world no less. This worked perfectly for Hermione. It had been four years since the war and still she was treated like either some Superstar idol or a delicate flower that could crumble at any given moment. This enraged her. Why couldn't people just treat her normally?

After multiple attempts at securing a job, Hermione was desperate for just a normal 9-5 day job. She had tried her hand at journalism but once she realized that the paper just wanted her to sit there and sign autographs all day, she had kicked that faster than the job before that where a crook had hired her to teach him how to break into Gringotts.

Hermione had almost given up on the idea of a normal life in the wizarding world and if this open home went well, she was going to move out into muggle London.

After the war, she had moved into the burrow with Ron and the Weasley's and everything seemed to be going just fine. That was until Ron got drunk one night and thought it'd be a great idea to bring some blonde bimbo into their bed. Hermione had woken up to find her boyfriend shagging the living daylights out of the bird right beside her! That boy had seriously reached a new level of stupid.

According to Ron, in his defense, Hermione had once mentioned something about threesome's and so this was Ron trying to string one together.

Men can be idiots sometimes. Hermione shook her head in frustration. That was where everything started to go tits up really.

She spent the rest of that night in Ginny's room crying her eyes out and moved out of the burrow the next day. She was forced into a dingy room at the Leaky Cauldron for a few months because of the short notice in which she needed a new flat.

After many tried and failed attempts at flatting with strangers, some of which she encountered a flat mate who liked to steal all her dirty underwear, another one who had a fettish for spying on people in the shower and who could forget the guy who stayed up until ungodly hours of the morning having full fledged orgies in the room right next to where Hermione slept.

Harry had been kind enough to let Hermione have a room at Grimauld Place but because of the awkwardness of Ron wanting to visit Harry and then Hermione and Ron running into each other, it got a little out of hand.

Hermione and Ron had now run into each other at Harry's place enough times that it wasn't so awkward anymore but that didn't make it less hurtful everytime Hermione saw his face.

She tried to feel more positive as she glanced at the picture of the apartment she was about to look at and possibly buy, come the weekend.