To set the record straight...

Characters are JKR's (most of them).

Storyline is Mine.

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Prologue

It was one of those nights… you know the ones. You are lying on your bed; it is one of the first few days of July and you are fully aware that you should be hot as hell at the moment, but you just aren't. Maybe it's the fact that you have the fan blowing right onto your face. Maybe it's because it's gently raining outside. Or maybe it's just because your mind is too preoccupied to realize that you are, in fact, too warm.

Hermione Granger was in this very same predicament. In fact, it was 2:43 in the morning and she hadn't thus far got a wink of sleep: And she still wasn't tired. It was also a muggy night and well into the 80 degrees Fahrenheit: And she still wasn't hot at all.

Point in fact, there simply was too much on Hermione Granger's mind for her to be worrying about commonplace things such as sleep or heat.

Usually, when Hermione found it difficult to sleep, she would read. Few things had changed there – she had always read, both to wake herself up and to put herself to sleep. It went both ways. This was a ritual ever since her younger years, despite the constant teasing. In fact, if she had a knut for every time she'd been labeled a "bookworm" whether favorable or otherwise… but I digress.

At this exact moment, what was on Hermione Granger's mind was a boy.. A very exciting boy.

His name is Alan Yarper, and he is 19 years old. He also has beautiful, flaxen hair and stormy blue-gray eyes. Sometimes these eyes are rimmed with red circles from marijuana consumption, but Hermione is quite unaware of this. To her, Alan Yarper is all that is good and beautiful and perfect.

But there's just one problem… actually, there are two.

1) Hermione has not truly seen Alan Yarper, outside of his courtship of her. She believes he is just a simple, romantic, peace-loving boy who plays guitar in a local band.

2) Alan Yarper is a Muggle.