Disclaimer: Everyone knows this, but I'll say it anyway. I don't own anything so far, everything belongs to J. K. Rowling. There, I gave her credit, so don't sue me.
Summary: Hermione/Draco. Hermione now has to face the world ahead. To do so, she has to live a whole new life, which means she has to leave the memories that she cherished dearly, behind, along with the love of her life, and a locket…
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic, and my English sucks (not my 1st language). P.S.: I edited the chapter! I'm so excited! A big warm hand to my two wonderful beta-s -- Jayne (AKA Gertie K) and Carcinya (go read her story, called Dawn, it's incredible)! They've made me feeling so much more confident about my story. So, please enjoy now. Remember to R&R!
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Before Falling Asleep
Prologue
Every nightmare is a dream that's lost its way.
-- Anonymous
With the set off of the faint lights of countless silver stars, the polished dark-blue of the immeasurable sky became more visible. The bright moonlight shone into the world from what seemed like heaven. Filtering through a small window and the azure silky drape hanging from it, the light beam settled on a small bed, shining on the figure sitting in it. She leaned on the wall, firmly holding a white soft pillow in her embrace.
The small room was full of white and blue; pallid like her immaculate pale skin, cerulean as her limpid eyes. The young woman watched the blurry moon through the curtain, her favorite decoration in her little bedroom. As if it was a fuse of the past, memories were gushing out all of a sudden from some tiny forgotten corner of her mind.
"I don't know what to say!" her face lit up as she stared at the piece of cloth in her hands, eyes sparkling, speechless with joy.
"You don't have to say anything," He turned her around so they were both facing the rosy clouds the sun had left in the sky, squeezing her shoulders lightly with his arm around them. He planted a gentle kiss in her hair, catching the heart-lifting scent within. "I just wanted to see that smile on your face; it says everything I want to hear."
She bent her knees toward her chest, lowering her head to rest her chin on top of the pillow she was holding, and squeezing it with all her might. Allowing a light sigh to escape from her lips, she pressed her eyes tightly shut.
"I knew this would come back to me some day…" She whispered softly as a tear rolled down her right cheek. Then, she inhaled deeply, straightening her body to lie on the bed, eventually drifting into a sleep filled with dreams of the past, the past that never went anywhere…
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Author's Note II: Just in case you are reading my story, I assure you, this is a HP fan fiction, and I HAVE got a plot (thank god). And if you read this chapter, please review, they help a lot. Flames, hmm, I think would be ok too, just don't be too harsh on me. So please REVIEW!!!