I thought I could get over him.

I really tried. But however hard I tried, or how much, it didn't matter. All it took was one look at his- no, their picture in Witch Weekly and I came undone all over again.

And it's also bad that I had inadvertently led Ron on in the process.

I tried so hard to care for him as more than a friend- and that worked for a bit.

Sure, we were together for a while.. but even while we were happy, I would wonder. What if I didn't flirt back with Draco? What if I just accepted his advances, being open-minded and all? What if I told him how I felt as soon as I realized it?

I thought that was good, to put some doubt in your relationship so you know where you stand.

Not that we needed it- I knew where he stood with me.

He was best friend, but not boyfriend material.

Not by an inch.

The fiasco began about a year ago when we finished school.

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Well, I did it.

I had successfully graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as valedictorian! The Final Battle occurred during our Graduation Feast- Voldemort and the Death Eaters attacked then. It was unexpected, but we weren't unprepared.

Not that I'm complaining (which I definitely am not)- but no one died amongst our side. It was odd, but my relief outweighed my urge to laugh at the irony.

And they said Gryffindors were too foolish and headstrong, which is why they died at a young age.

Harry was in a coma for 2 months, and Ron lost a lot of blood due to the spell that Antonin Dolohov used on me in our fifth year, but they both fully recovered a week after they each woke up.

It might sound silly, but at times I lie awake in bed and wonder if Blaise is still alive- and if he is, where he might be. I saw him last at the graduation ceremony..

Could he still be with her?

She's the daughter of a Death Eater, she could be in hiding or dead, you know.

How would you know?

Oh just stop fretting over him! He doesn't feel that way about you anymore.

I sighed and looked out my bedroom window. I'm currently living with my parents, who were in hiding for the past year in the United States of America. We moved back to our house, which was destroyed but magically rebuilt. I cried for hours on end when we discovered it in ruins; when the Order rebuilt it I was so surprised. Thank goodness for the people who care about you.

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I woke up that morning to the smell of bacon and eggs.

"Mm," I said sleepily as I got out of bed and tied my unruly hair into a ponytail.

"Good morning, Mum. Good morning Dad," I said, hugging them in turn.

"Good morning, love-"

At that I froze.

And I felt my heart tear a bit more.

"Can make crepes.. Your dad and I are leaving early, we have to see our lawyer about our business. That is, if he's still alive," my mother said. I felt a bit guilty at tuning her out, but still.

"Okay mum," I simply said.

Just then, an owl flew in.

I opened it and gasped.

My parents took one look at it and asked me, "Is this what you want, honey?"

I thought it over for a millisecond and said, "Yes, I'm sure."

I won't go into details.. just that I applied to the one year training program for Magical Law Enforcement.

I know a lot of people would expect me to work in the Hogwarts library, or to be a Healer- but I decided that given the end of war, there was still famine (due to devastation of crops) and poverty- people would be resorting to petty crimes. And if they were allowed to do so, they just might move on to worse things.

Besides, there was already a big number of Healers- I heard St. Mungos was hiring more and more Healers and Mediwizards and Mediwtiches by the minute, coming from all countries.

Harry and Ron of course decided to be Aurors. Sure, they were lacking in some grades, but being war heroes had helped a lot in their applications. They didn't even have to send one in- they were immediately offered by the new Minister of Magic.

They both knew as well as I did that would still be a lot of Dark wizards out there, waiting for their rise to power. And besides, after seeing too much action, no action would be mental. They would be too restless, always looking for adventure.

I owled them about my acceptance into the program, which meant I had to move to Majorca off the coast, but part of Spain. I was worried but also excited. I was excited that I was going to move abroad, to experience new things, to be a stranger in a new world. I was a bit apprehensive however, that I wouldn't be seeing my parents again for a year. I can tell just how sad they'll be when I tell them what I'll have to do in detail- which they missed, reading only the overview.

And then there are my best friends and Mrs. Weasley and her family and the Order. I can't just leave them, can I?

I started pacing my room, feeling anxious. I didn't know what to do. In the end I flopped onto my bed, my face creased in worry, biting my lower lip.

Merlin please help me make the right decision.

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Later that afternoon, I was re-reading my well-worn copy of Hogwarts: A History when my mum walked into my room, giving me an owl from Harry.

Hi! We miss you already, though it's been a week since we've gotten back here and you moved back into your parents' house.

We have news for you- it turns out we're also going to Majorca for the Auror training program! I wonder what we'll have to do there this time.. maybe there'll be a cult or something we can break..

Just kidding. Voldemort was already more trouble than he was worth. Anyway, when are we meeting to go to Spain?

Put down your book and reply!

We miss you (again!)

Ron and Harry

Harry and Ron are going to Majorca.

It would be fun (not to mention educational) to go, but I also have to think of my parents. How would they be able to take care of themselves?

If you mean financially, they're dentists. Their job is stable because no kid but you has ever resisted the temptation of sweets and not flossing.

But I only see them each summer..

Why should now be any different? If anything, they're probably already used to it- you being away. Besides, it's only one more year.

Then I can come back and work here in England.

And you can owl! And have Mr. Weasley tamper with more Muggle objects that you can use to communicate with them.

I don't know if I can take on the challenge though.

You're Hermione Granger, witch extraordinaire. Are you kidding me?

I've made up my mind.

I took a deep breath, and headed downstairs to inform my parents of my decision.

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