True Love Cannot Stay Hidden Forever…. Ch1: An insight to my life
I had just woken up screaming, after having the stupid recurring nightmare which had tormented me for probably a month now, which not so surprisingly was just when I started my job in the Ministry of Magic as an Auror.
Yeah I Hermione Granger, became an Auror, it was not only a shock to my friends and my boy-friend, but also to me. If someone would have asked me what I wanted to become back at Hogwarts I would have easily said "an elf-right activist".
It's not like I'm not passionate about it, S.P.E.W just took a backseat when I realized the thrill I felt back in "The War" taking down Death Eaters. I knew then that nothing would stop me from becoming the best at the job. I unfortunately was wrong; my boy-friend Ron (we started dating after we confessed our liking for each other after the Battle) wasn't the brightest bulb, he like Harry and I wanted to become an Auror, he could not pass the test and the training that followed. Harry and I naturally came close not just because we passed but also because, while training, us trainees' were told that our fellow Aurors would be like our family and that we would have to stick together through thick and thin...
Ron however didn't understand and started making rude and rubbish theories about Harry and I snogging behind his back. His ever possessive nature also did no help.
There would be days when he would come back to our apartment looking all sorts of stressed, and whenever I would ask what's wrong he would mutter some very rude profanities under his breath and go off to bed without another word. Harry, Ginny, Neville and all my friends suggested me to leave him for good but I could never bring myself to do it, knowing that it was because of me that his behaviour altered.
I did everything I could possibly think of, I tried the oldest tricks in the book but nothing worked. What hurt me the most though was when I found out that my parents did not have a single clue as to who I was and even about the fact that they had a daughter in the first place.
To say I was heartbroken would be the understatement of the year. I used to cry me self to sleep every night. I couldn't focus on training and formed an impermeable shell around myself. The news in itself was shattering but what hurt was when the one person who I thought I could trust to make me feel better; Ron, was least bothered and nonchalant about the entire matter as if these things happened every day, he even went on to say that anyone would gladly get their memories altered if the they consisted of me.
I didn't mind it one bit, being the person I am, played the martyr. After a month of this travesty Harry, the only person who understood me clearly told me to snap out of it. His exact words were "Hermione you are STRONG, CONFIDENT and the BRIGHTEST WITCH of the age. You are not somebody who will cry because she didn't get what she wanted, I know what you have been through is no joke, believe me I know, but you will have to learn to cope with it. I get that it would be a challenge but what kind of a Gryffindor would you be if you walked away from a challenge huh?"
To this day those words are what kept me going. I breezed through training at the top of my class (well no surprise there) and became more of the BadArse I already was, which was met with a lot of joyfulness on my chums' side. Finally the sunshine peeking through the window broke me from my reverie, and I was ready for another day full of opportunities, tough luck and Ron being his usual barmy self.