A Letter to Hermione

Letter to Hermione.

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To all my lovely readers I apologize for the length of time I've taken to post this, I've recently been given more hours at work and then I came down with a bad case of flu so I've been nowhere near my computer. I'm not entirely happy with this chapter but I really wanted to post a chapter so you didn't think I'd abandoned it, I'm also going to try my hardest to get a chapter posted for Every girl needs a hero before Christmas.


Hermione woke to the feeling of cotton wool in her mouth and the start of what promised to be a monster hangover unless she took some potion straight away, as she gingerly sat up her started pounding like there was a rock band playing at Wembley Arena in there.

She staggered down the stairs, praying to whichever deity that was listening that the smell of bacon wafting from the kitchen didn't persuade last night's Chinese to make a reappearance. Pushing open the kitchen door she saw Harry fastening his traveling cloak and Draco tucking into a large size English fry up causing her stomach to lurch.

“Hey sleeping beauty I've got just what you need right here”said a smiling Harry as he slid a small vial of hangover cure along the granite worktop.

“Thanks Harry” she said necking the vial, “And as for you Draco, you're a bad influence on me, I am never touching Dwarf Vodka again”

“What ever happened to Danger Granger who could drink any man, woman or troll under the table and still recite Hogwarts the History?” asked Draco “Besides I thought we were celebrating the fact that you've finally came to your senses and got rid of the Ginger twat”

“Draco! Don't call Ron that” Hermione said a little too loudly causing her to wince.

Sensing a heated discussion coming on Harry pinched the piece of sausage that was speared on Draco's fork and popped it in his mouth.

“Oi hands off my sausage, I offered to make you breakfast and you didn't want any so don't pinch mine, you...you sausage thief!” exclaimed Draco waving his fork at Harry in mock anger.

Harry grinned and stole a kiss “But I thought you liked me eating your sausage honey?” he flashed Hermione a wink as Draco started blushing “Hermione I've got a meeting in about twenty minutes with Arthur and Kingsley but I should be finished in a couple of hours, so we can go get your stuff then, is that okay?”

“That sounds great, gives me chance to have a shower and get my head round things” she sighed heavily and slumped onto a the chair next to Draco.

Placing a kiss on the top of her bushy hair Harry handed her a cup of tea made just the way she liked it “Everything will be fine hun I promise, Draco will be here till I get back” catching a quick glance at the clock he swore at the time and after shouting hasty byes as he flooed to the ministry, Hermione and Draco were left in silence each in their own thoughts.


Draco cleared his throat “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you upset” he said wrapping his arm round her and placing his head on her shoulder.

“I'm sorry too hun, I shouldn't of snapped back at you, it was just a reflex after thirteen years of friendship and nearly four of them as a couple, I suppose I couldn't help myself from defending him. We both made mistakes in the relationship, I was too busy with my apprenticeship to give him the attention he needed so he turned to another woman to fill the void”.

Draco shook his head “What you need is a good bitching session woman, Your boyfriend cheats on you with the local tramp and you sit there like it's not a big deal.” He turned her to face him “Honestly where's the girl who punched me on the nose in our third year?, where's the girl who screamed like a banshee into battle after the head of my crazy aunt?, where's the girl who threatened to hunt Uncle Sev down in the afterlife and hex him for eternity if he and I quote 'gave up and died like the yellow bellied, two faced, hook nosed, greasy haired fucking cowardly bat of the dungeons that everyone thought he was' as she battled to save his life?”

“Why are you doing this Draco?” she asked, the tears starting to well up in her eyes.

“Because you're acting like a fucking zombie and it's not good for you, that ginger bastard has probably slept with hundreds of women, hell I'm surprised he hasn't given you the clap”

“Shut up”

“No, you need to hear this, I never understood why you chose Ron and quite frankly right now I couldn't give a shit but what I do care about is you turning into little miss ice queen and acting like nothing happened. So you've been busy with work that doesn't give him the right to fuck anything on legs, you deserve more than that. For fucks sake have you no pride in yourself anymore that you're just going to be a door mat for the rest of your natural life”

“Shut up, Shut up! SHUT UP! Of course I care, I loved him and he cheated on me, but what good is shouting and crying going to do Draco hmm? He made a public fool out of me but I'll be damned if I make one of myself” Hermione burst into tears.

“Sshh, that's it, let it all out you'll feel a lot better after a good old cry” Draco gathered her in his arms and rocked her as Hermione let go of all the emotion she was keeping inside.

About half an hour later when Hermione was all cried out, she sat up and gave Draco a watery smile “Thanks Draco I needed that, now I'm going to grab a shower before Harry comes back”.

“Anytime hun, now go pamper yourself in the shower while I make a fresh pot of tea”.

Draco listened for the sounds of the shower running before fire calling Severus “Uncle Sev you were right about her going into ice queen mode, but everything's going to be fine I managed to break her barriers down, how did you know that was going to happen?”

“It was Harry who mentioned that her reaction upon finding out wasn't considered normal behavior for her, I just just put two and two together, the poor girl was in shock and needed to be snapped out of it, just do me a favor and keep an eye on her okay”

“Will do, talk to you later” Draco pulled his head out of the fire and smiled at his Godfathers soft side, Now he'd make an ideal partner for Hermione the question was how to get them to fall in love with each other.

Severus was pacing his flat, should he go over and see if she was okay personally or would she think that he was overstepping the boundaries between master and assistant, it hurt him to know that she was finally free of Ron but there was still a long way to go before he could offer her his heart that's if she'd even want it.

Hermione took one last look round the small flat she once shared with Ron making sure that she'd taken all the things that were hers all the furniture and anything they'd bought between them she'd decided to leave because she wanted nothing to remind her of Ron's infidelity, a picture on the mantlepiece caught her attention, it was of her, Harry and Ron taken back in their sixth year after Gryfindor won a quidditch match and they all looked so happy and carefree together. She cast a quick spell to duplicate the picture and placed the original in her rucksack, as she was closing the bag the sound of arguing from the hall disturbed her thoughts.

Following the noise she saw Lavender arguing with Harry about the right to be there.

“I don't care if fucking Merlin himself gave you permission to be here Lavender, I'm telling you that at this precise moment in time to fuck off back to Ron and wait until Hermione's finished packing” Harry said through gritted teeth.

“And I'm telling you Harry this flat belongs to Ron, Ron belongs to me ergo this flat is mine and I'm telling you to hurry up and get out as I have a reporter coming to interview me for the Daily Prophet and I really need to get rid of all traces of that nasty little bookworm before they get here.”

Hermione's blood began to boil how dare that little tart act as if she owned the place, she quickly enlarged the photo of the three of them and stuck it to the wall of the fireplace then she charmed all of the mirrors in the flat to call Lavender a fat arsed, man stealing tramp when ever she looked in them. Feeling slightly better at this petty piece of behavior she decided to leave before she did something she really regretted.

Holding her head high she walked into the hallway and completely ignored the bottle blond girl who was standing in front of Harry with her hands on her hips.

“Come on Harry I've taken anything that was important to me, anything left belongs to Ron although I do wonder what on earth he's been doing in here as this hallway has suddenly seemed to of developed a skanky smell” she curled her nose up in disgust.

Lavenders mouth dropped open in shock as Hermione pushed passed her and out the front door.

Harry gave the blonde an evil smirk “Do tell Ron we stopped by won't you and remind him that he is no longer welcome at Grimmauld place” he said as he followed his best friend outside, chuckling as Lavender slammed the door behind him.

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