Lily Radcliffe

Where is he? Shouldn’t he be back? It’s been nearly an hour since Harry got back, where is he? Everyone’s celebrating here, I’ve been keeping busy bandaging wounds and helping out Madam Pomfrey; I’m training to be a healer at St. Mungo’s. It’s a miracle that most of my family got out alive. Percy was killed at the beginning of the war trying to fight off five or six Death Eaters at once in order to protect Penelope and they’re child. She’s now living at the burrow with us along with their son, named Percy in memory of his father. Right now I’m trying to keep my mind off of Draco. I hope he’s ok, I don’t know what I would do if he’s... not alright. D/G (song-fic)

Hermione smiled looking at herself in the mirror in an empty classroom that had been configured to act as a dressing room. Her dress was simple yet elegant. It was bright white with spaghetti straps, a tight fitting bodice with a bottom that flared out to the ground covering her feet. It was perfect, just right for her wedding.

I can't believe he did this to me, I can't believe he would be so heartless. If he loved her why did he ask me out? I had been waiting for it for so long that I didn't see it right away. I wish I could let him know the way I feel. I wish he could feel all the pain he put me through. How helpless and angry he made me. So I will give him an idea of what he did to me. I'll write him a letter, I guess I should thank him too: if he hadn't cheated on me I would have never realized what I had all along.

Late one night Hermione is given a choice, but which rose shall she pick and what life does she want to live? Told from Hermione's POV. Starts out H/G then turns into H/Hr.