This is my second fanfic ever please be nice. M for future chapters.

now on with the show

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It had been two years since the end of the war. Two Years and as the rest of the wizarding world was returning to a somewhat normal state Hermione could not shake the fact that everyone she had ever loved and cared for was gone.

Flash Back:

She could hear every kind of spell being shouted around her. Imperio, Finite Incantatum, Crucio and many more. The musty smell of death and despair hung heavily in the air. Each time she turned there was a new enemy to face and to defeat. Everything happened so quickly she had not seen Bellatrix Lastrange's spell til it was too late. The green light hit Ronald as he had jumped between Hermione and what would have been certain death. His body was heavy in her arms. His eyes which once held mischief and an admiration had already glazed over. She wanted to scream the boy she had come to care for and more importantly her friend lay dead in her arms. Voldemort's voice echoes throughout the castle grounds

You have fought valiantly, but in vain.In their absence, dispose of your dead with dignity. Harry Potter, I now speak directly to you. On this night, you have allowed your friends to die for you rather than face me yourself. There is no greater dishonor. Join me in the Forbidden Forest and confront your fate. If you do not do this, I shall kill every last man, woman and child who tries to conceal you from me.

As Voldemort called his death eaters away it gave Hermione time to see how much grief had already been caused. The weasleys had lost two sons. Three professors lay dead and too many students to count not that Hermione would ever really want to know how many that was too much for her.

She had to find Harry. She needed to know he was alive. Looking frantically over the dead Hermione could not find him. She turns to leave the great hall then she finds him standing in the doorway. Her heart can finally feel some relief.

She shook her mind free from the thoughts she could not do it now. Hermione had shied away from the wizarding world since the final battle. But everywhere she went she was recognized as the last member of the golden trio. Hermione had, had enough she needed a change of scenery…again for the fifth time. She had thought of maybe going somewhere like Australia or even the Caribbean where no one would ever look for her. She was the brightest witch of her age and yet she could not find a place that she felt she belonged. Her place had been torn from her the moment her friends had died.

Flashback:

Harry went into the forest and faced Voldemort and yet he was still alive. Neville had killed Nagini which meant Voldemort was just a man again. With a final bout of energy and courage harry had won and Tom Riddle was no more. Hermione rushed to Harry's side as he fell to his knees covered in blood. She screamed for a medi-witch. But she knew they would not arrive in time. Harry's emerald green eyes looked into her brown and he asked

'Hermione I am so tired am I allowed to sleep now' with tears in her eyes Hermione with a shakey voice that was no louder the a whisper

'yes harry, sleep now I will be here when you wake up and please remember that I love you'

"love you too mione' he welcomed death as an old friend whom had been hanging over him his whole life and she knew he was gone. Both of the men she had loved were gone.