[PLEASE NOTE: This story was inspired by JK Rowling and Taylor Swift. This story was not created by either of the two people in question. I own this story.]

Hermione grabbed her last suitcase and dropped it in the boot of her car. She slammed the boot shut, but it didn't close properly. Hermione tried sitting on it, but it didn't work. Instead she fished out her wand and muttered a closing spell. The boot of her car closed shut straight away.

"Hermione, are you sure about this? You can stay with Ginny, or your mum! But isn't this a bit extreme?" said Harry, who was standing behind Hermione.

Hermione turned and stared at Harry. Harry was wearing jeans and a grey t-shirt which was lined in sweat. He had just finished his Auror training at the Ministry and had apparated to Hermione's rented house, just on the outskirts of London. She knew that Harry was worried about her but she didn't want anyone to know what she was really feeling inside.

"Harry, I'm sure. I just want to find myself. Like what the rest of the muggle population do. I want to travel around the country, visit country towns, see nature and have amazing memories for the rest of my life. And I think that this is the best time to do it. I'm not running away from anything. I just want some time to myself. I haven't had time to myself in ages." Hermione said.

Harry sighed. He knew that Hermione was running away from her problems. Her parents recently divorced and she ended her relationship with Ron. She wasn't really good at relationships since her parents had a rocky marriage. She didn't know what to do in relationships. She didn't want to get hurt by someone that she cared about. And above all, she didn't want to end up in a relationship like her parents.

"Okay, Hermione. But won't it be easier if you Apparate? You don't need a car."

"I want to travel the old fashion way. And I'm going to do it with a car and a barrel of petrol."

"I guess that's okay. But you must owl me every single day. If I don't your letter, I'm going to drag you kicking and screaming back to my apartment. "

Hermione started to laugh at this demand. "Don't worry, Harry. I will write everyday to you. I have to tell someone what I have seen and discovered on that day. But only you and Ginny can read the letters. And please tell my parents that I don't wish to communicate with them at this time. I hope that they will understand. But if they wish to know what I am up to, you can tell them my daily activities. But they can't read my letters."

Harry stared at Hermione. "That's…It's…Hermione!"

"Harry, give me a break!"

Harry sighed. It was no use changing Hermione's mind. Once she made a decision, it stayed that way.

"Alright, I give up. Good bye Hermione. I want a letter today, even if you spend half the day driving. I don't care if it is boring. I want a letter."

Harry stepped forward and enveloped Hermione in a hug. Hermione was slightly shocked at the intensity of the hug, but she decided to let it past. She didn't know when she was coming back, so Harry was allowed to hug her a little more emotionally than usual.

"Say goodbye to Ginny for me. I know that she wanted to come today, but she has Quidditch training today." Hermione pulled away from Harry.

"I will. Goodbye, Hermione. I will be waiting for your letter."

Harry and Hermione hugged one last time before Hermione walked to her car. She turned the ignition in her car, and it rumbled to life. Pressing the accelerator, she took off down the road, leaving a waving Harry goodbye. It was only 9:00 in the morning and she planned to keep on driving until 12:00 midday. She liked the feeling of the wind running through her hair and the roar of the engine. She rummaged through her handbag on the seat next to her and found her sunglasses. She slapped them on her face and smiled.

"Now let's see what this car can do. I hope I don't break it."

She pressed her foot harder on the accelerator and squealed when it shot off down the road. She quickly took her foot off the accelerator and slammed her foot on the brake. It groaned to a halt in the middle of the road. After Hermione told herself to not do that again, she slowly pressed the accelerator once more and drove off into the distance.

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