The Best of Me

Yikes, I read through the last chapter and there were so many spelling mistakes. I apologize for that. At the moment, I'm without spell checker, so hopefully I'll be able to catch them all in this chapter. :)

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Hermione appeared back at her home. She knew she didn't have long to pack. If she was going to leave for Australia, she needed to do so soon. Traveling the muggle way was usually a hassle. Hermione started for her room when she heard a slight pecking on the window. She looked to see an owl outside. Hermione opened the window and took the letter from the owl's beak, then sent him off. When she opened the letter, she smiled.

Dear Mrs. Granger,

We are pleased to inform you that your former surname has been restored. We have enclosed all information regarding your previous and current surname. Thank you for your service.

Name of Birth: Hermione Jane Granger
Name of Marriage: Hermione Jane Weasley
Current Licensened Name: Hermione Jane Granger

Sincerely,
Ministry of Magic

She was finally whole again. She was herself, and nothing more. Hermione Jane Granger. The beginning of her new life had begun. Hermione put down the letter and regained a bounce to her step. She hurried into her room and began to pack. She wouldn't be gone very long, but it would be long enough to take a breather and turn over a new leaf. After restoring her parents' memories, they had decided to move back to England, but to keep the home they had in Australia as a vacation house. It seemed odd to Hermione at the time, to keep a place that had been built on lies, but when she questioned her parents about the decision, they simply responded that the area was too nice to give up. Maybe they knew something that Hermione hadn't Nevertheless, it was a safe haven for her, and she was going to take advantage of that.

Hermione grabbed a couple of books and packed them away into her suitcase. She knew she would need some light reading to stifle any regrets that may come her way. Without thinking, she grabbed Hogwarts: A History and pushed it down into her suitcase. With the packing done, Hermione swiftly walked out of her room and towards the front door. She quickly brushed by the front door, not fully closing it all the way. Hermione didn't even notice.





It wasn't thirty seconds after Hermione had left that Harry apparated in front of her home. He started to knock on the door, but then noticed that it was already open. Something wasn't right. Harry briskly walked through the door and called out Hermione's name. There was no answer. Harry looked around the house. Everything seemed in order, except for an open window. Harry ran over to the window, and noticed a letter on the frame. He picked it up and read it. His thoughts stopped. A swirling vortex of fear and happiness, pride and sadness rushed through him. Hermione was gone. She was starting over. Without him. Harry was no longer a part of her life.

It took a few minutes before all the thoughts in Harry's head settled. Harry had never considered what life would be like without Hermione. Without her helping hand, her kindness and patience with him, Harry felt lost. He had to stop her. The problem was, he didn't know how. He didn't even know where she was. Maybe she had talked to someone, said something that would lead to her whereabouts. Harry had to start somewhere.

Harry quickly left Hermione's house, making sure to lock and close the door behind him. He then apparated to the Ministry. Harry found himself in his office, and without stopping to think, left to find Hermione's boss, Liviana. It took a good fifteen minutes before Harry found her. She was yelling at some poor wizard who was obviously new.

"And furthermore, the next time you have some bright idea, don't just put your litte plan into action - actually run it by your superior first! That's all. Get oiut of my way," Liviana shouted. The mousy wizard that she was yelling at glanced at Harry, then scurried away back to his unit. Harry caught Liviana's eye. A glare crossed her face. Harry began to speak.

"Liviana, please, have you seen Hermione?", Harry asked. Liviana sighed.

"No, I haven't. She hasn't come back to work since you so rudely apparated her out of here. Speaking of which, you should get back to work. Heaven knows what your boss is thinking and-"

Liviana didn't have time to finish her sentence before Harry was gone. He would check with Ron next. He knew it was his day off, and he was most likely spending it with Luna at their flat.





"Here, try this. I put more oregano in the sauce," Luna said sweetley. Ron opened his mouth and tasted the spaghetti.

"Mmm, it's delicious, love", Ron replied. Luna stood on her tip tpoes and gave Ron a quick peck on the lips. Just then, a frantic banging on the door broke Ron and Luna out of their daze.

Ron opened the door to find Harry, slightly panting. He didn't know for sure what was the matter, but he could guess. However, before he had a chance to speak, Harry fired off as many questions as he could.

"Have you seen Hermione? Has she gone somewhere? Do you know anything?", Harry said rather quickly.

"Woah, calm down, mate. Come inside," Ron said, "Hermione came by earlier. She seemed pretty upset. What happened between you two?"

"Look, Ron, I really don't want to talk about it, I just need to find her. Please, do you know where she is?", Harry asked. Luna came out of the kitchen.

"She said she was going to Australia, but she wouldn't say much more."

Harry's heart sank. Australia. She would be so far away, and for who knows how long. This all seemed to be happening so fast. Harry didn't know what to do. He was losing her. What if he could never put back the pieces of their relationship? What would he do? A single tear fell down Harry Potter's face.





Okay, so a pretty crappy chapter, I know, but it's a filler. I'll try to do better next time. :)