It was miserable. Bodies were scattered .
Blood was covering the walls and People were crying.
But Hermione Granger was in shock because amongst the midst of people, her boyfriend was nowhere to be seen. She blinked, dread coursing through her body.
She hated to think what could happen in the midst of this battle. Last she saw of him was when they were both fighting Rabastian Lestrange, but they then had to split since both Avery and Mulciber attacked from two sides.
A blob of Jet black hair caught her attention. She hurled herself at her best friend. She breathed in, "Harry... Where's Ron"
He looked at her, confusion evident in his eyes. "I saw him like 5 minutes ago, he said he had to go find you, something about making sure that you were Okay". He glanced away for a second.
Joy filled her body, so Ron was OK then. Maybe he went to look in the Common room. She looked at the boy in front of her. "I'll go check the tower, he'll probably check there". Harry nodded at her words. "That's a good idea, I'll see you later then"
Hermione ran like the wind, like the storm was pushing her, like all the magic in her veins had bundled up because the war was finally over, and she was off to see her loved one.
But her resolve and determination shattered as she turned the corner.
For pressed up against the wall with a certain blonde bimbo was her boyfriend..
Making out like there was no tommorow.
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I'm Hermione Granger Mills.
FanfictionHermione Granger has a secret. She's from another world. After being thrown into the portal at age 3, away from her father and brother. She was adopted by Regina Mills. At age 11 she left storybrooke and went to Hogwarts. 7 years later she's coming...
