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Summary: Hermione disappeared for four year, without contact to anyone of her past, All she left behind we a note of 'no goodbyes.' But now she has returned, and a certain Weasley is more than happy of her return. Will they ever announce their feelings for each other and will there be love in the air?
Rating- T
Warning- FRED IS NOT DEAD IN THIS STORY! EVERYONE ELSE WHO DIED IN THE ORIGINAL BOOKS ARE :'( X SORRY...
A/N- So this is a new story... I haven't given up on my other ones, they are all on my memory stick, I just haven't got my Laptop fixed to be able to upload the, so i used my friends laptop to write you this in the mean while. Sorry, rambling again.. On with the story my jubbly's! X
As the sky turned a stormy red, blazed with fiery oranges, the last songs of the day birds faded. It was pleasantly warm, the browning felids were scattered with crisp leaves fallen from surrounding trees. A breeze rippled the delicate blades of thin, curving grass, grouped in hundreds of thousands. It was calmed peaceful, relaxing.
A soft pop could be heard, loud enough to startle the starlings from the trees far out. It had come from the distance, towards the plague of trees of which littered the horizon. A young woman appeared from what appeared to be thin air. She wasn't dazed with her sudden appearance; it just seemed natural to her. She was small and petite, with long locks of caramel honey curls, reaching the bottom of her back. Her eyes shone with wisdom much beyond her eyes, encircled with a chocolate delicacy. There was no denying that this witch was beautiful.
A small smile slowly spread from her rosy, full lips to reach her eyes as she took in her surroundings. Getting a firmer grip on her small beaded bag, she began to trek towards the end of the field to her right. Perched on the edge of the field stood a four storey, oddly shaped house. It leant to its side, as though it was about to topple over. To the eye, this building hardly seemed suitable to deem safe. But this was no ordinary house.
Inhabited by magical beings, the house had many untold mysteries within. This house held memories, precious... both joyful and sad, but all important. Countless months, weeks, days with the loved ones inside. The loved ones that the brunette woman hesitating towards it hadn't spoken to or seen in four painfully long years.
She hadn't meant for it to be this long, really. She had missed them terribly, as you would miss your closest family members. She just couldn't face it, face the new beginnings, face the healing, the funerals and be surrounded by the death. She had to go away for a while, to get her head around it, around the loss of her parents, around the death of her friends, around the path of destruction and the holes left in so many hearts. She herself had been forced to leave her childhood behind and grow up to fast; too quickly... nobody should be forced into that. Nobody should be deprived of that. But she was, and she couldn't take it. After the fall of the dark lord, the celebrations began. She took this as her chance.
Leaving a note for those she was leaving behind, she glanced back at the castle that had been her home for seven years.
Dear Harry, Ron, Ginny... whoever reads this first.
I have some things to explain.
Firstly, i need to apologise. You must all understand that this is not your fault, any of you. I have to do this for me, to give me time to think, to grieve, and to stay sane. I know i am being selfish, after the loss of so many... but you're not loosing me, i would never leave you.
Secondly, Harry, You don't know how proud i am of you. When we met in our first year, you were the small, skinny boy, full of untold secrets. If you were to tell me back then that i would someday fight alongside you to save the world, i would have laughed in your face... but we made it, and you changed me... you and Ron. Along the way i have watched you and Ron grow, become men... and it has been an experience that has made us who we are today... some may say the golden trio... but we really are a family, and i would like to see anyone who could break bonds as tight as ours. Ron, do you remember the first time we met... on the train, with dirt on your nose, your laces untied and your hair a mess... we didn't start of very well... but now look at us. You are truly a friend like no other. I won't talk about what happened in the chamber of secrets, but i will remember it always.
Ginny, you have always been there when i needed you... you were never one to let me down. And for that i thank you. I will always love you... always. Promise me that when you read this, you will stop them from looking for me... I'm not ready to face everyone yet. Oh, and Ginny... Don't give up on him, not yet... you know what i am on about.
To everyone else, Molly and Arthur, Bill and Fleur, George and Fred, Charlie, Percy... everyone...
Don't waste your time on me... Forgive and start over, re build and remember... we will never forget those that have left us... Remus, Tonks, Sirius, Dobby, Mad eye... so much loss... too much death.
I will miss you all, but I'm not going to say goodbye, we have said too many in our lifetimes, we have been through too much for our age. I will be back but you need to promise me that you won't come looking for me until i am ready. This isn't the last time you will see me, i owe you that much, I'll be back, but for now, i just need time to begin to heal. Don't cry Ginny, Harry, don't leave it until it's too late, Ron... Move on, don't wait for me.
I won't say good bye, just see you in a while... please don't hate me for doing this.
With love
Hermione. Xxx
She hadn't regretted what she had done; she had done it for the best, but now, as she approached the burrow, she suddenly felt a belt of nerves overcome her. As she neared the oak door, she wondered how they would take the news that she was back after four years of no contact. She sighed to herself. Only one way to find out.
Reaching the peeling brown door, Hermione rapped her knuckles on the wood. From inside, she heard the low buzz of voices and the shuffle of feet. The shadow of a person appeared through the window next to the door and a click of the door lock sounded. The door swung open, revealing a red haired, young witch with a shocked expression up her face.
There was a silence, stretching out the seconds until they felt like hours. Finally Ginny recovered herself, and flung herself at Hermione, colliding with her body, almost knocking her over.
"Oh Merlin, It's really you!" Ginny whispered, with her mouth still wide open.
"Yeah, It's really me..." she replied and relaxed into Ginny embrace.
"You. Have. To. Answer. To. Me. I. Have. So Many. Questions!" Ginny sobbed, releasing Hermione.
"I know, I will answer everything Ginny, I swear-..."
"Who is it Ginny?" Shouted a voice from the front room.
"You are going to want to come and see her for yourself George." Ginny shouted her voice cracking.
A scramble of feet could be heard, and twelve faces appeared at the door, each held a shocked expression upon their person.
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