Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot of this story! which makes me sad!

Summary: Harry's the hero of the wizarding world, Hermione the famous doctor of the muggle world. What happens when love starts off on the wrong track?

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(Harry)

I'm Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived and the Man-Who-Survived. I'm now 21 still single and is the greatest hero in every person's mind throughout the wizarding world. Oh did I forget to mention that I was a wizard, a powerful one at that. I don't like to think of myself as one but that's what I'm being told everyday. I'm so glad that the muggle world doesn't know about me. I don't think I can handle all that popularity. I would trade everything I own for a normal life without the news all over me 24/7. Luckily where I live, no wizard or witch can find because it's a flat in central London, not a place many of my people would appear at. It's a place where I'm alone with no news reporter, no screaming females and no crazy fans. No one knows, not even my best mate from school, Ronald Weasley a.k.a Ron. I can say that I've got everything I need. Everything but the perfect person. I dated someone for 6 years and was ready to start a family with her but she decided to leave to go to the states because she thought it had more opportunities for here there. I was left heart broken of course but you can't move on with a broken heart, you just have to put the pieces back together and hope it stays until someone else come and steal it for you with there love. I still love Grace, that's her name, but what else can I do? I don't want to keep her from her dreams. So life goes on…

"Sir…SIR!" a man screamed.

Snapping out of my daydream, "Wh-what huh? Oh sorry, lost in thoughts. What did you say?"

"What colored did you want to paint the walls?" he worker propose.

"Um, let's see I would like it to be dark maroon please. Thanks." I said giving the man back the color choices.

I'm about to open up a small café shop muggle style. It was a joy to do it and plus I have loads of money and didn't know what to do with them. I'm going to call it Jily's Café. It was a combination of my parent's name, who unfortunately was murder when I was one. James and Lily Potter.

"Hi Harry, ready to go?" a male's voice asked. Ron.

"Yeah, just a sec Ron, almost finish" I told him while I finish signing all the paper work that were required.

"I don't know why you're doing this Harry. You can do anything you want in the Ministry but why open up café shop, a small one at that. Have you gone mad with all those gallons and not know what to do with them? If so, I'm willing to take them for you." Ron said placing his arm over my shoulders and we both then had a good laugh about it. I know Ron was kidding, but if he was serious I wouldn't mind giving my money to him, but he was also rich being the best keeper the Canon ever hired.

We begun to leave the construction site and headed to go lunch until I notice that there was another shop right across the path that was also under construction.

"Wonder what's opening there?" I asked myself softly

"What was that Harry?" Ron asked, but I didn't think it was necessary to delay our lunch any more.

"Oh, it was nothing, ok come on let's go. I need to be back before 3." I said and pushed Ron along.

He shrugged and we were off.

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(Hermione)

I'm Hermione Granger, the Girl-Who-Dream and the Woman-Who-Achieved. I'm one of the very few top doctors at best hospital in Italy. I'm 21currently in a relationship and is praise everywhere I go which come to me as honorable but also very annoying. I hate being recognized everywhere I go. I love my job, but I rather be a regular doctor in a small office with regular patience not super high class one who comes in even for a broken nail. I don't mean it in a bad way. I mean I want to help people who actually need help. Does that sound bad to you? So I decided to move to central London two months ago. I bought a nice roomy flat that I can call home without people ringing my doorbell 24/7 asking me how many people I saved today. Oh, about my relationship with Sean Wilson. We've been dating since the second year I attend Oxford University, which would make it between 5 to 6 years now. I've been to busy to real have a relationship, but he seem to be there to support me whenever I need him. I love him, and it seems like he was going to pop the question soon, but I'm not sure I'm ready to settle down. He's back in Italy still because he has his job but he promise to visit soon. The only people who know where I moved to would be Sean and my best friend Luna Lovegood. We've known each other since forever, but she can come off as a little strange from time to time. Well more like all the time, but she is the greatest friend there is. Now I've left my past behind me and starting a different life, it actually feels good. A fresh start…

"Mame!" a man knocked on the window and yelled.
I walked over to the door, and wonder what was going on.

"Yes? May I help you?" I asked politely

"Delivery for a Hermione Granger?" the man told me.

"That's me." I replied

"Oh, can you please sign here" the man said while he handed me a board with papers and pointed to where I should sign.

"There you go." I said as I signed and handed back the pen.

"Where would you like these mame?" he asked after.

"Oh, um well right against that wall would be delightful, thank you." I said as I point to the open space next to the wall. After the few men had placed all the items down I heard some one calling for me.

"Oh, Mione?" It was Luna

"Can you not call me that? I don't like nickname." I said as I gave my best friend a friendly hug.

"But it's such a cute nickname. Suits you, you know." Luna said releasing me and started to smile. "Oh, wait I should be calling you Dr. Granger, isn't that right?" Luna said giving her a wink. I couldn't help but smile at her goofiness.

"No I prefer you to call me Hermione, thank you very much." I replied turning to go put the paper work down.

"Alright then Hermione, would you care to go to lunch with a friend?" Luna asked as she followed me and slapped my bottom from behind. I jumped and turn to see her smirking at me.

"Would you stop doing that!" I yelled at her laughing as a stack of large cotton balls flew her way.

"Jeez women, I was just having some fun. You need to loosen up a bit. Looking a bit like professor Hart at school you know." Luna said returning the cottons ball at me, but the mere mention of Professor Hart made us both shiver from the nasty image.

"I'll go to lunch with you of course but I need to be back by 3 to start up packing those junk." I told her as I see her look around. "Um, Luna what are you looking for?" I asked.

"A clock. How I'm I to know what time it is if you don't have a bloody clock." She said still searching around. I started to giggle and was glared at by her.

"First, Luna, this is under construction. What makes you think there would be anything in here, and second you have a risk watch my dear." I told her and saw her surprise reaction.

"I-I knew that!" Luna yelled smiling like an idiot.

"Sure you did…" I told her as I grab my purse.

"I did. You don't believe me? Come on…" Luna trailed off as I pulled her out the door and locked up. Hooking arms I pulled her towards the street.

"I know, I know. You knew ok? Can we go eat so I can get back in time?" I told her as we pasted by another store that was also under construction.

"Wonder what's happening there?" I asked out loud but not loud enough for Luna to hear.

"What was that?" Luna asked me as though she heard something.

"Nothing important. Come on let's go, I'm starved."

Fact: the cafe name i made up randomly. The names in here i also just came up with. it's no one in particular! heheh ok hope you liked!