What did he mean he was not leaving without me? How can he have so much faith that I will choose him? Why isn't he more mad about me leaving and not telling anyone that I had left? A million different questions and all of them around that fact that he wasn't more upset.
"Draco, you can't just stay here. What about your mother? What about your family business? People will notice if you are missing for a long period of time and come looking for you. You simply must just return home, finish up at Hogwarts, and go on with your life." I stated hoping he would take the hint and leave me alone as I started my way towards my car to head home for the night.
"Bullocks, Hermione. You don't think people miss you or are looking for you? Half of the wizarding world is looking for you, the other half think you are dead because you diapered so quickly after the war. They think a Death Eater took you somewhere and killed you because of your role in the Dark Lord's death. Harry is a complete and total mess, Ron hasn't stopped drinking and Ginny has been all over Europe looking for you."
"How do you know that? Its not exactly like you are their biggest fans. I mean they don't even talk to you, like ever talk to you. So how could you possibly know what they are going through?"
"It is all over the news, the Daily Prophet has been releasing stories about how messed up they all are since you left."
"Well most the stories in the Prophet are lies so I don't believe them. Anyways I should be heading home. Goodbye Draco. Please do not follow me." I stated as I go into my car. As I drove away I could see a defeated looking Draco in my review. I hate seeing him like this but on the other hand I'm just not ready to head back to England.
When I got home I avoided my parents and went straight to my room and started flipping through the papers that had been pilling up in the corner of my bedroom. Sure enough there where stories after stories of how my friends had been looking for me, how they were a mess, and the most devastating one is that they were starting to believe I was dead and it was their fault. After reading that story I decided it was time to at least tell them I was alive. So I sat down a wrote a letter that I should have wrote awhile ago.
Dear Harry,
I'm truly sorry for how I left following the war. Everything had just been building inside of me for the last year and I just had to escape form it all. So I left, there is no excuse for leaving and not saying something first, but out of everyone you have to know what it feels like to just need to escape the life we were living. And in doing so I have found a new inner peace filled with love and hope for the first time since we were 14. I also was able to find my parents and start living in their way of life. I no longer use magic, I gave it up in order to reclaim my life from the memories that torture me in my dreams. Again you are the only person I know who can truly understand and know what I have gone through. Please don't come look for me , just know I am alive and happy. I promise to keep you updated if anything should change. I will come back some day just know I'm not ready for that just yet.
As always love,
Hermione Jean Granger
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Finding Who We Were Before
FanficAfter the War Hermione didn't know what to do. The only thing she did know was she wanted her parents, so she left to go find them. She didn't tell anyone, she just left. And now the only one who can bring her back is the man she loves. The only pro...
