Hermione paused to reflect on her final year with Harry and Ron at Hogwarts, which was a crazy one. Finding all the horcruxes was extremely difficult, but it was done now. She had other problems now. She was dating Ron, but had the oddest feeling that is wasn't true love. "What do you mean," she had thought, "You have loved him your whole life- there could not possibly be anyone else". Hermione didn't know what to do, and didn't know who to tell. She shrugged all these thoughts off, standing at the edge of the Weasley's walkway, and started to walk down the path. "You, Harry, and Ron. Just like old times." Will this truly be the perfect weekend?
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HISHE- Harry Potter
FanfictionThis is my first fanfic! How I think Harry Potter should have ended. Please note: cover is not mine. I cannot draw and I found this on Google images 3-4 years ago
