Alright, Here it is my first story and a crossover between Supernatural and Harry Potter. I hope you enjoy!

Hermione made her way home after a long work day at the local library in her small little town. She enjoyed living her quiet and simple life away from all the madness that had surrounded her and the boys as soon as she had entered the magical world, and throughout their years at Hogwarts.

Once the war had finished she had had enough, she needed to leave, needed some time to recover and to heal. Hermione had gone on an extended vacation at first, traveling much of the world before making her way through the US. She had spent time on each coast exploring the history of the oldest states before ending up here, in Virginia.

The town of East Hollow, Virginia had instantly felt like home to her. Hermione had been passing through initially and then just kept extending her stay.

It wasn't as though she had a schedule to keep or anything so she figured why not stay just a little longer. One day, after a few months she had looked around and realised she wasn't just visiting anymore, she had all but officially moved here.

Hermione had spent so much time learning the local history and legends surrounding the town and area that she had caught the attention of the local librarian. East Hollow may have been a small town but its long colorful history proved to be quite the draw for tourists, so Hermione had been offered a job as the local history expert at the town library.

She had found the town quite easy to adjust to, the people were friendly and the town was fairly small, a few thousand people. Hermione and Crookshanks had found a lovely old Colonial style home with a library, which had been her treat to herself for finally putting her own needs and wants first.

She had realised once she left England just how much she always did for everyone else and how little she did for herself. She had always been the reliable and sensible one of their group and so her escape from the magical world and constant travel had been a bit of a shock to many who knew her.

Namely Ron.

He hadn't handled it overly well when she had announced she would be leaving for a while.

"What do you mean you're leaving?! You can't just bugger off to another bloody country!" he had exploded.

"And just why not?" she had asked "The war is over, the clean-up is well underway and it's not like I'm required to stay in England permanently."

"Yes you are! You were supposed to stay here and be with me. We would have gotten married and had kids and you would've stayed and taken care of them!" he looked almost annoyed that she hadn't known this fact.

"Ron… we aren't even dating… you're like my brother I just don't imagine that ever happening with us. I'm so sorry." She felt almost guilty for not wanting this and for crushing his imaginary little world.

Harry had stayed quiet during all this looking distinctly uncomfortable.

"Ron…" he began "Hermione needs time away from everything here and I think we should respect that. We've all been through a lot." Harry attempted to mediate what had the potential to be another of Hermione and Ron's legendary blowouts.

Ron was slowly turning purple and looked ready to explode at any second.

"Ron I'm leaving tomorrow, and to be honest I'm not sure when I'll be back. I can't stay around all the reminders of the people we've lost and the pain we all went through. I still have dreams of my time in Malfoy Manor… you know that." She had tried to reason.

"BLOODY HELL MIONE. GET OVER IT!" Ron finally exploded. "That was months ago, when are you going to stop using it as an excuse?!"

Harry looked almost as shocked as she felt. She couldn't believe it, she knew Ron was thick but honestly, to minimize the torture she had gone through to protect them was just too much.

Hermione didn't even bother to respond and simply turned to give Harry a hug and a promise to owl him whenever she had the chance. Hermione then turned and without so much as a glance to Ron, apparated to her flat, packed her necessities and she was gone within minutes.

She had had no real plan when she had taken off but she knew she couldn't stay there any longer. She had a sizeable bank account from being considered a 'war hero' and her parents had been fairly well off, so she really wasn't too worried.

She spent nearly a year simply traveling to wherever she felt at the time before crossing the Atlantic and finding herself in the United States.

A few months after that she found herself in Virginia and in the small town of East Hollow, with her own home and a job and friends.

Hermione had been putting off telling her friends back home that she now had no plans to return but she knew it couldn't be avoided forever. Tonight she would owl Harry and she knew he would let everyone know of her choice to stay.

Perhaps it was cowardly to have him do it for her but at this point she just wasn't interested in receiving another guilt trip about her decision to leave.

Once Hermione arrived at home she sat at her desk and pulled her parchment and quill out in an attempt to explain her decision to those back home.

Harry,

I know it's been some time since I've written and for that I'm truly sorry. I've found myself in a lovely little town in Virginia called East Hollow. I don't know how to say this so I'll just come out with it….

I'm not coming back. I can't return to England. I know it's not what anyone wants to hear but I'm happy here. I've got a job at the local library as an expert on local lore and history as well as friends, I've even bought a home!

It's a lovely old colonial style home, likely way too big for just me and crookshanks but I love it. I even have my own library and everything! I think it may rival the local library I'm working in for size. I miss you all dearly however I feel like this is where I belong right now.

I'm selfishly hoping you'll agree to pass this along to everyone. I just don't have it in me to try and explain myself to everyone anymore. I'm finally happy. My boss Rachel is such a free spirit and never fails to make me laugh and our assistant Adam is a fabulously gay man that's so outrageous I can't help but smile while he's around. There's no reminders of the death and destruction or the constant comments from others about being muggleborn, I may be returning to the muggle world however I will never fully give up my magic, so don't worry too much. I still keep my wards up and protection around my home and it's all very safe.

Send my love to Ginny, I hope you know that you're both welcome to visit at any time. Just let me know and I'll connect the floo for you.

Love always,

Mione