~6~ SECRET

Harry is happy nowadays without Dursley family and their nagging. Although I spent time-saving Harry from his misery partly because still, Harry lives with his aunt, I didn't lay off my routine. I've been running for months now and I feel more alive than before 'my old self overtaxing herself' I can run for twenty minutes without panting or sweating. I suggested Harry, too but he said he ran enough for years hiding from his cousin and his gang. So he decided to play basketball.

I know why he chose it *chuckles* one day when we were talking I teased him too much and said he was a lovely boy who looked like a doll. Then he got offended and didn't talk to me until I said sorry over and over again and promised him we would go funfair the next month if he forgives me.

The next week he spat it out that he began playing basketball and it was 'purely' for fun nothing related to his height. Now he is gaining weight and looking like a normal boy not ten years old but eight or nine except his height.

I've finished first-year courses and began practising Occlumency to protect my mind from intruders and also because it's in my mind ministry wouldn't detect my magic. At first, it was hard to clear my mind with things going on but my yoga seances helped me.

I was inspired by Wesley brothers and their little jokes, too. My mindscape is a city full of skyscrapers each holding different traps hiding my real memories. Of course, I didn't create all of it, only %29 of it is created.

First building has jinxes making the intruder to sing, trap in bubbles, force them to dance wildly, slows them, turn them animals if they touch any object keeping 'possible memories' etc. Of course, there is no memory in this building only some magic irritating them or forcing them to leave.

The second building is a chemical laboratory. Because of my ex-life, I know how it looks like and it's dangerous so we will continue with science instead of magic here and as I know much more than the era it's not possible to know what they are for even if they know about muggles. In there they will confront their fears maybe not because you know when you thing vampire is a fiction one day a real one may suck your blood in this universe. But still, you wouldn't want to know what's in that building. This building keeps my recent memoirs 'tempered ones I let them know'. Nonetheless, they get nothing here too.

Third one I built is the last one for now. It's a greenhouse, the skyscraper. Each floor, each room holds different kinds of flowers, flora and faunas. Cold, mild and hot weathers required for each species. It not only includes magical ones but also the non-magical ones. In the third floor under a normal daisies is a secret passage leading to a basement full of Wiggentrees. Protecting against dark creatures it's leaves will be my memoirs of Hogwarts.

All the buildings are interrelated so if one wants to see my deepest memories they have to destroy all the buildings at once or my real memories would be locked and not be found unless they know the password and have key to door keeping secret.

I also have a backup memory in case I have to destroy originals and funnily enough it's kept in USB and only if you find the computer keeping my beauty recipe you can't activate it. Others will give errors and the USB will be seen as a toy stalling them off. The real deal is the computer will not look like a laptop or IPad but a book only activating by my handprint or the person who holds it will believe that it's a collection of Shakespeare nothing else.

The password leading the secret is cut to pieces and engraved to the main doors of each skyscraper and no intruders would search a door for a clue. When they broke into the building the part engraved would be erased from the door until a new one would be engraved. I have lots of ideas to block intruders and protect my mind.

I've a long way to go but the day I complete it will be the day no Legilimens would see a sunny day any more. Clearing my mind helps me organize my thoughts and let me calm under pressure so it becomes easier to concentrate on reading or doing activities.

I also began learning cooking in case I wish to travel or am forced to be alone by circumstances. I have a talent for cooking it seems. In the past, I had to order takeouts. I promised myself to live a healthy lifestyle so I try to keep my promise back then. 'Nothing is valued enough until losing it.' How true it is. It's not too late for me excluding a wizarding war waiting for me *sigh*.

*One month later*

I'm waiting for Harry for ten minutes and he's still not here yet. Normally you'd wait for girls but for me, it's not. I'm always a punctual one. If I'm not early that means I'm late for my appointments and it's a big NO and I hate people getting late and having a real excuse.

Finally, five minutes later Harry finds me waiting for him next to the ticket window furious for some reasons. "Sorry, Hermione. I'm late. I'd have been here twenty minutes ago but by mistake, I get on the wrong bus going the opposite way and had to get off and find the right one till one came five minutes ago." said Harry trying to breathe, seemingly he had to run. "Harry, *chuckles* it seems you had a hard time. Anyway, let's go. we're late already we don't want to lose time talking here all day." as I was buying tickets and telling him to hurry.

We rode roller coaster, disco tagara, bumper cars. We ate from food stalls it was enjoyable. 'Now it's time for serious business.' "I'm tired of all ridings Harry. Let go to the Ferris wheel as our last stop and it seems you need some rest. Who could have guessed you are afraid of height?" "I'm not. You also know that. We rode dozens of time those roller coasters and other rides turning around and around and because I ate those candies it made me sick. How are you standing there as if nothing happened while I'm forcing myself for not spewing up?"

"Ahahahaha Harry. It inheres I guess and also I love adrenaline unlike you. Maybe you should've ride carousel, hmm?" I couldn't help myself teasing Harry, who could've known that future seeker of Gryffindor can't ride. Maybe I changed his future and caused him phobia and because of his fear, Harry can't ride a broom. Nope, it's just his body isn't getting used to all those rides. He'll be fine.

Waiting in line it's finally our turn. We sat and watched the view of London. As we rose higher I took out a letter having a wax seal with the features of four animals and H letter in the middle.