Fic: Starting Over
TITLE: Starting Over
AUTHOR: beautyfulevil
FANDOM: Harry Potter
CHARACTER: Hermione Granger (claim), mentions of Hermione/Percy
GENRE: Gen
TABLE: Table A
PROMPT: #1 Beginnings
RATING: G
SUMMARY: Hermione starts her life over.
WARNINGS: AU
NOTES: I hope you like it!
DISCLAIMER: Anything you recognize from the Harry Potter series is owned by JK Rowling and associates. This piece of writing is merely for practice and entertainment purposes only.
Waking up just before dawn, Hermione quietly made her way out to the balcony of her flat. Wrapping her blanket tighter around her shoulders, she braved the cold wind that whipped across the balcony to see the sunrise. Leaning against the side of the building, the cold slowly seeped through the blanket, chilling her more than the wind had.
The first strains of light crested the horizon, illuminating the sky in a brilliant show of yellows, oranges, and the brightest shade of pink Hermione could remember seeing. Each day was a precious gift. A new beginning; a time to reflect and improve ones life, she told herself as she thanked the Gods that she was able to experience it again and again.
As the rising sun burned off the mist of the night, Hermione thought back to the night she left Percy.
Two weeks earlier.
“It’s over Percy,” Hermione said, angrily. “I cannot live like this anymore. You want me to be something that I am not. I will never be the doting Ministry wife who stands next to her husband at formal events, quiet and pretty while you prattle on to the Minister about this or that. I will not stay at home with the children while you are working.”
Percy stood there, watching her with a critical eye. “Of course you can work, dear. You have your experiments in the basement, do you not?
Folding her arms tightly across her chest, Hermione asked. “Is that what you think those are? Some hobby of mine to keep me busy until you get me pregnant?”
“Honestly, yes.”
“Are you really that stupid? The research I am doing is going to shape the future of medicinal potions forever!” she cried, sighing. He would never understand how much her work meant to her.
Percy started to open his mouth in retort when Hermione held up one hand in silence. “Nothing you can say will change my mind. The divorce papers will be here before the week is out.”
Three days later, after consulting with a lawyer that specialized in Muggle and Wizarding divorces (albeit uncommon in the Wizarding world), Hermione had been officially granted her divorce from Percy Weasley. That afternoon, she signed the lease on a new flat.
A new flat for a new beginning.
AUTHOR: beautyfulevil
FANDOM: Harry Potter
CHARACTER: Hermione Granger (claim), mentions of Hermione/Percy
GENRE: Gen
TABLE: Table A
PROMPT: #1 Beginnings
RATING: G
SUMMARY: Hermione starts her life over.
WARNINGS: AU
NOTES: I hope you like it!
DISCLAIMER: Anything you recognize from the Harry Potter series is owned by JK Rowling and associates. This piece of writing is merely for practice and entertainment purposes only.
Waking up just before dawn, Hermione quietly made her way out to the balcony of her flat. Wrapping her blanket tighter around her shoulders, she braved the cold wind that whipped across the balcony to see the sunrise. Leaning against the side of the building, the cold slowly seeped through the blanket, chilling her more than the wind had.
The first strains of light crested the horizon, illuminating the sky in a brilliant show of yellows, oranges, and the brightest shade of pink Hermione could remember seeing. Each day was a precious gift. A new beginning; a time to reflect and improve ones life, she told herself as she thanked the Gods that she was able to experience it again and again.
As the rising sun burned off the mist of the night, Hermione thought back to the night she left Percy.
Two weeks earlier.
“It’s over Percy,” Hermione said, angrily. “I cannot live like this anymore. You want me to be something that I am not. I will never be the doting Ministry wife who stands next to her husband at formal events, quiet and pretty while you prattle on to the Minister about this or that. I will not stay at home with the children while you are working.”
Percy stood there, watching her with a critical eye. “Of course you can work, dear. You have your experiments in the basement, do you not?
Folding her arms tightly across her chest, Hermione asked. “Is that what you think those are? Some hobby of mine to keep me busy until you get me pregnant?”
“Honestly, yes.”
“Are you really that stupid? The research I am doing is going to shape the future of medicinal potions forever!” she cried, sighing. He would never understand how much her work meant to her.
Percy started to open his mouth in retort when Hermione held up one hand in silence. “Nothing you can say will change my mind. The divorce papers will be here before the week is out.”
Three days later, after consulting with a lawyer that specialized in Muggle and Wizarding divorces (albeit uncommon in the Wizarding world), Hermione had been officially granted her divorce from Percy Weasley. That afternoon, she signed the lease on a new flat.
A new flat for a new beginning.