A/N: Maybe, I shouldn't have started this but you know I had lost all my notes to all old stories. Story inspired by mychakk's teacher's pet challenge.

Main Pairing: Harry/Hermione

Prologue

Hermione

Sweat beads clamped on her forehead as she woke up screaming once again, the cackling of Bellatrix Lestrange seemed so real that she forgot for a moment that it was a nightmare.

She was taken back to the night at Malfoy Manor once again.

"Hermione," Her mother's silhouette asked as she peeked in from the door of her room, "Are you alright, darling?"

"Fine, mum," Hermione Granger replied with an assuring smile. She was glad that her relationship with her parents was back to normal.

She had reverted the memories of her parents about three months ago. They were not happy with the idea of hampering their memories with magic but in time they understood her reasons and forgave her.

Time heals anything. Well, Hermione hoped that time would heal the ache in her heart she felt right now being away from her best friend, the love of her life.

She had messed up, big time.

"You sure you want to go back?" Her mother asked, coming into the room.

Hermione marveled the similarity between her and her mother; the same brown hair, brown eyes and sharp wit.

"I won't even meet him," Hermione replied in a pained voice.

She had messed up. She had fallen in love with Harry Potter, her best friend, the boy who loved him like a sister.

So, instead of staying by his side and seeing him settle down with Ginny Weasley, she opted to leave.

She had not intended to go back to England at all. But her parents, after regaining their memories wanted to go back.

Hermione agreed.

Then Professor McGonagall had asked her to return for Seventh Year. She couldn't possibly miss an opportunity like that. So she accepted. Besides, there was no chance that she would meet Ron or Harry, as the two of them would have started Auror training last month.

She hadn't kept in touch with Harry because she just couldn't. And Ron had stopped writing to her after insisting that she should come back to England.

"Hermione," Her mother said, "The nightmares have increased since you learnt you are going back."

"I will be fine, mum," Hermione reassured.

Her mother ruffled her hair, and left the room.

Hermione sighed and turned on the night lamp, and sat on her desk.

Opening her journal and pulled out the letters she had tucked in the book.

Hermione,

Come back. I think two months is enough time to heal. You can't always run away from this.

Why didn't you tell Harry that you were leaving anyways?

I think if you'd been here, you could have talked some sense into Ginny and Harry. They have announced they don't want to be together. Mum is a disappointed, I think. She wanted the two of you officially a part of the family.

Not that I am complaining.

But Ginny is acting weird and so is Harry. The two, even though they had what are they calling it, "amiable break-up", they won't look at each other or talk to each other.

Harry says he is having second thoughts about Auror training. He is not telling me what he has been doing for past months. Now after the break-up he hardly visits the Burrow. Maybe, that's why Mum is disappointed.

You left and now Harry.

Please come back,

I miss you. Even Fred and George miss you.

And Fleur is pregnant!

Mum is gushing over her and weeping, alternately.

Please Hermione come back.

I need sanity.

Love,
Ron.

P.S.- Don't bother replying, just come back.

Hermione had wept for hours after she read the letter. She missed Ron so much.

He as so understanding when she had explained she was leaving and maybe for good.

((O))

12th May, 1998

"I have to leave," Hermione informed him with sadness and guilt filled in her eyes, "I am sorry."

Ron sighed, covering his face with his hands, "I understand," He said, "You need a break, that's fine."

"I-I might not come back," She revealed.

He smiled at her wryly, "You will," He assured, "I know you and you will. Take your time."

He kissed her cheek and held her close.

"Don't wait for me," Hermione said, tears trickling down her face, "Find true love."

He nodded, a single tear escaping from his vibrant blue eyes, "You come back," He demanded, "I can't lose my best friend.

((O))

Hermione wiped the tears from her cheeks and looked at her diary. Smiling wanly she decided that she would inform Ron that she was back in England. And get in touch with the Weasleys, maybe even Harry.

She had to face the music.

ooOOoo

Harry

After Hermione Granger, her best friend, the girl who was ready to walk to death with him had left the country without telling him about it. Harry was shocked.

He could not even grasp the fact that Hermione was gone.

How did she think he was going to cope?

Ginny was not happy at Harry's state.

After stretching their relationship beyond its limit, she had finally confessed to him she was in love with Neville.

She thought it was merely attraction, but was wrong. She had fallen for him during the past year, fighting alongside of him

The sad thing was Harry had merely nodded at that, wished her luck in life and left the Burrow.

He was coping or so he liked to believe.

He had left the Auror Training on second day of its commence.

Ron wasn't happy. But Harry needed it. He didn't want to chase the Dark Wizards anymore. He had chased one, which was enough for his lifetime.

With the help of McGonagall, he completed the course of Defence Against The Dark Arts in the summer and joined Hogwarts as a Professor.

The next day, Hogwarts was to commence.

Harry did not know what to expect.

And with every moment, he missed Hermione.

He found himself wondering more than once, how things would have been different, better, if Hermione was around.

Word Count:1000

Well, that was it.

I haven't written Harmione before, so please, please tell me your opinion.

Yes, the first chapter was a bit angsty and short, but I assure you lengthy fluffs await you.

Should I continue this one?

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