Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does and I don't own the song Lifehouse does, It is what it is!
A/N: It took a Jahr to write this so I hope Du enjoy this. Also it is long but I couldn’t cut it out. I know it is suppose to be short but I don’t know the meaning to short Harmony Fan Songs. Some scenes were from my own creation. I felt it was right! :)
'I was only looking for a shortcut home'
I can only hear her sobbing as I walk away. Her cries made my herz sink. I knew I shouldn't have sagte goodbye but I had to see her one last time before I died. I walk into the forbidden forest alone and instantly I wished I had her here with me. The forest swallows me into the darkness and I wait a Minute for my eyes to adjust. I did the right thing I keep telling myself. This is where I am suppose to be, alone. I have to do this without Hermione's presence. It would be enjoyable but it is not her destiny to face Voldemort... it is mine. I know that she would try to get me out of this oder help me figure out a way to avoid it and I don't want either to happen. It's going to be over for good. I see the man that is going to take my life. I take a deep breath as I see green flash before my eyes. Hermione is the person to enter my mind and I can't help but smile before the spell hit me.
'But it's complicated, so complicated.'
I walked to my bunk as Hermione went out in the rain to stop him from leaving. Every inch of me is angered Von my friend walking out on me. Ron did a lot over the years but walking out like this was the worse he could have done. She could have gone with him but she had always proved she was loyal to me and stuck Von me when no one else did. I finally looked over and hadn't realized she even entered the tent. Her face was already buried into her soaked pants. I felt something else and I couldn't comprehend what I was feeling. Her soft wet curls moving with every herz wrenching sob. He just keeps hurting her. Why Liebe someone who tears Du down and makes Du feel unappreciated? She may be the smartest witch of our Jahr but can be really thick when it came to love. I wanted to walk over to her and shake her for crying over the git. Shake some sense into her but I couldn't Bewegen from where I stood. She picked to stay with me and I want her to leave, sort of. She thinks I need her and pity me for the one who doesn't know what to do. I realized that I'm grateful for her staying. I just hate she was crying over him. My herz leapt because she was loyal to stay and it must have been hard to do so. I have no bloody idea what I am doing and my thoughts were confusing the hell out of me. I stared at Ron's bunk and felt a stab of pain. I took his blankets and threw them at her. I saw her gleaming brown eyes lock mine. They're red and puffy already. I wanted to hold her and stop her from crying even though my emotions are out of control. But I didn't create those tears, it's her problem. I freeze as I heard her crying increase to something that I never saw from her. Damn it, why did she have to stay? Her tears were killing me Mehr than Ron's betrayal.
'Somewhere in this city is a road I know where we could make it'
I was bundled in my mantel and it was my turn to keep watch. She barely spoke to me now and it felt like she blames me for Ron leaving. It's been weeks since he left and she looked horrible. I got tired of standing and watching for nothing. I might make tee with the leaves that Hermione picked in the woods earlier today. As I unzipped the flap and stepped inside the radio being scanned past Kürzlich deaths and landed on a song I was familiar with 'O'Children' Von Nick Cave my aunt used to listen to while cleaning. Hermione didn't look up as I stood Von the fire, I watched her carefully though. Her eyes were horrible, a deep purple formed under them from crying through the night. I would go to her bunk with hot tee and she looked a little better for me caring when I did hear her. Her face was waxy and like always she was frowning. I walked towards her and she looked up in surprise. I held out my hand hoping she'll take it and when she did I was surprised. Her soft hand grasped mine as I pulled her to her feet. The singer was now Singen as I reached behind her neck. Her thick brown curls felt like silk as I unclasped the locket from her porzellan neck. I threw it on Ron's deserted bett and they were both soon forgotten. She met my smaragd eyes as I sway her back and forth. She smiled but it didn't reach her beautiful eyes. I spun her and she finally lets out a beautiful laugh. I smiled proudly to be able to cheer her up. I spun her into my chest and her back hit against it. I rocked her back and forth for a moment enjoying the little peace we had. She pulled away smiling and we kept swaying back and forth. We stopped, she looked up at me and her sadness was completely gone. I felt pleased with myself. Maybe she had started to get over Ron.
'But maybe there is no making it now'
I felt her breath on me but before I could speak she stepped back. She looked down at her boots and then back up at me. I saw lust and confusion reflecting in her Schokolade brown eyes. She lets out a long sad sigh and turned quickly away from me. Muggle and Wizard deaths appeared in the matter of Sekunden when the song ended and it killed my mood completely. I watched her pull on my mantel over hers and grabbed her wand. She never turned back around as she exits. All I could hear is the numerous deaths that echoed through the small tent and her sobbing as she kept watch. I threw the cup of tee at the tent's Wand and felt my eyes water at familiar names.
'Too long we've been denying'
She looked up at me and a small patch of red appeared on her dirty cheeks. She quickly hugged me and her warmth made the fear of facing Voldemort seem less scary. She looked up at me with admiration. I had no idea why she did so much.
"Harry-- Du are a great wizard, Du know?"
"I'm not as good as you," I felt myself blush at her words. She was in shock I complimented her and then she giggled modestly.
"Me? Bücher and cleverness. There are Mehr important things friendship, bravery, and-oh-Harry-be careful!" I watched her leave before walking to where Voldemort was. She turned to see me one last time. I looked at my hand containing the potion, she just solved. I smiled at her, thanking her. She turned away and left me. I smiled one last time before consuming the potion and facing Voldemort.
'Now we're both tired of trying we both hit a Wand and can't get over it'
I came into view. I had to at least tell them I owe them that much. I saw Hermione stand as soon as she saw me, leaving Ron alone. Her facial expression Wird angezeigt that she was relieved and glad I didn't do anything irrational, not knowing I was about to do just that. Ron was behind her and held tightly to her hand. I painfully ignored it. I limped closer to them and she wrapped her arms around me after I told them what I was doing. Her small body smacked into mine. I could hear her crying. The warm tears eventually hit my neck and I moved my hands soothingly over her back. I could feel her arms wrapping Mehr tightly around me like I wasn't going to leave without her. Her tight grip made my herz ache for deciding this and this was why my mind was saying to leave without a word.
"Everything will be okay," I gently whispered in her ear.
She knew I wasn't coming back and this made her body shake against mine even harder. She is Schauspielen like apart of her will die with me when I go. I put my hand on her head and sighed painfully. Her braid was falling out. I could see a few curls that had fallen against her back. She was tragically beautiful and her looks had always been the least of her worries over the years I known her. This trait I came to love.
She pulled away and her blackened face looked so familiar; like when Ron left her. But worse in my opinion and I created the pain.
"I'll go with you," she cried neglecting Ron even though they were together now.
Tears trickled down my own face. I held her hand and not wanting to let it go. "Hermione no."
I felt horrible but I knew she can't come with me. I wanted to turn around and hug her again, feel her warmth but I couldn't. She was Ron's and I'll be dead. She deserves to be happy and it was hard to admit I can't make her happy. I wish we both told each other sooner.
"Harry!" I heard as went down the stairs.
Hermione flied down the stairs. Ron was nowhere to be seen. Her braid was now out and her hair was blowing behind her. I loved her eyes, plain brown but had so much emotion running through them. They are now shining from the tears she cried and she had a smile that made this war seem less dreadful. Her arms went around my neck and I felt my herz beat rapidly.
"I will miss Du Harry James Potter," she sagte smiling. "You are so brave!"
"Thank Du for having my back, Hermione. I wish your parents well."
She did something that she never did before and kissed me on the lips. Her lips were moist and she was smiling while she was doing it. I could feel her hands roughly grabbing my hair and I never felt Mehr alive than I do now. I never felt this way when I kissed a girl before. Cho was a crush that passed and always crying over Cedric making the kisses wet. Ginny was a great kisser but we weren't meant to be Mehr than Friends and she kindly agreed. I pulled her in for a deeper KISS and the war meant nothing compared to her kiss. I felt alive and I wish I could've kissed her sooner. I would die with the feeling of her lips on my mouth. This makes my death easier and harder to deal with. She pulled away first and I felt her hand slip into mine. I didn't want her to go; my body ached for her touch. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her passionately. I could feel her body go still for a Sekunde with shock. My hands wanted to Bewegen to other places but I pulled away. She gave me one last KISS before stepping back. Her eyes locked mine and her eyes never shined so bright before. She never looked Mehr beautiful with tears of happiness falling down her face. I touched her cheek and felt the softness of her wet cheeks. I wanted to run away with her and marry her. I shook my head trying to keep my clichéd thoughts away from my defeat with Voldemort.
"I Liebe you."
She pressed her lips to my scar and whispered the words back.
She took a few steps up throwing her hair into a ponytail. I watched her before making my way to the forest.
"We will keep fighting! Harry, no matter what I'll always remember Du and our crazy adventures. Please die knowing Du are loved and this war has very little to do with you."
Her words were simple but meant everything to me. I smiled at her before we went our separate ways.
'Nothing to relive its water under the bridge'
Hermione came to us after dancing with Krum. Her periwinkle dress swaying as she walked closer to me. Her smile was beautiful and she looked flushed. She sat down and lets out a big sigh and she fanned herself with right hand smacking her bracelets together. Her brown eyes were bright as she stared at me. I smiled at her happy that at least out of the three of us she was having fun. Ron groaned and I nudged him in the ribs.
"Harry, why are Du not dancing?" She asked batting her long silky eyelashes at me.
Her hair was still pinned as when she walked down the stairwell. She looked really beautiful tonight and I never thought I could have these kinds of feelings for her. The candle was flickering in her face capturing her beauty even more. I took a moment to consider my reply trying not to gaze at her too long.
"I can't dance," I replied lamely.
She stood up with that challenging look and I looked at her hand she held out to me. I realized that she actually took time to paint her nails a soft rosa color. I met her twinkling Schokolade eyes. She really wanted a dance with me. She tried not to look at Ron after their Kürzlich heated argument. I knew she was only trying to make the best of my night but that was not going to happen.
"Dance with me," she sagte happily.
Krum came to her with drinks while she was still eyeing me for a dance. He stared at her with care and realized her helping hand can't affect her relationship with Krum. That was wrong for me to do. I had my chance to ask her and I didn't. I wasn't going to ruin it for him.
"Hermione, dance with your date!" I sagte a little too sharply than I planned. I looked away before I could see her hurtful expression.
I knew it was safe, sicher when I heard her high heels hitting the floor as she left us. I took a heaving breath and ignoring Ron as I left the Great Hall getting away from everyone.
My eyes were bulging and I finally caught my breath gagging from the water I consumed. I couldn't get the nasty taste of fisch out of my mouth. My body was weary from trying to escape and I had a throbbing headache. I hope everyone made it out. I shivered as I heard Ludo Bagman's booming voice echo through the Black Lake. I looked over and saw that everyone was safe. Hermione's thick wet brown hair smacked me in the face. I could smell her shampoo something tropical and she flung her slightly damped towel over my shoulders. She went on about how Merida - Legende der Highlands and thick I am and also trying to make me understand that no one was going to get hurt in this task. Her face was flushed and she couldn't help but smile the whole time. Her bright eyes shining when my name was called for first. I felt her lips touch my forehead and she laughed with glee.
"Harry, Du won!" She beamed in excitement.
Ron joined us and Fleur came to KISS Ron on the cheeks and blushed madly. Hermione got up and gave me another towel and I looked over and saw Krum looking hurt that Hermione was with me. She took his hand willingly, when he reached for it and they talked walking away from Ron and me. Ron oblivious of Hermione leaving but I couldn't help but scowl at the wooden deck. When I quickly looked up at Hermione, I caught her looking away from me quickly and stepping further away with Krum. Neville came over and I told him thanks and talked about what it felt like.
'You sagte it, I get it. I guess it is what it is'
I felt a stab of guilt as I watched Hermione's hurtful expression as Ron was making out with Lavender. She left quickly and I followed her quickly. She was crying and I walked down the stairs to give her some kind of comfort. Paper birds were flying around and I complimented them as I sat Weiter to her. Then my mouth felt like I was swallowing sandpaper. I couldn't find the words to comfort her and her sobs increased as I put my arm lamely around her shoulder. She needs to Bewegen on and find someone who could treat her better.
"Hermione," I sagte gently as I could.
"I see the way Du look at her Harry," Her voice was raspy from crying and her eyes glazed with tears. I am shocked she knew I recently took interest in Ginny. Since she made it loud and clear that she wanted to be with Ron.
Instead of saying something to land me in deep water oder making her cry worse I pulled her into my chest and felt her tears seep through my shirt. I let her cry and I pushed my hand through her loose curls that fell around her face. I was mad at Ron for being so oblivious of Hermione's feelings for him. He ignored her offerings and still treated her horribly.
"You're my best friend," she choked out and I still didn't say anything as I stroked her hair. But for some reason her words came out weak and I felt like she wanted to say Mehr to me.
"Ron hurts Du too much," I sagte in a low mumble. I heard her laugh but it was cold and low.
"I-I fancy him."
I nodded as I watched Ron and Lavender come in laughing. Hermione sent birds at him and they left screaming. Hermione stood there crying for a Minute and then sitting back down and crying into my shoulder. We were only meant to be Friends I kept telling myself as I heard her cry stop and we talked about school and her Home life.
'I was only trying to bury the pain. But I made Du cry and I can't stop the crying'
Hermione's eyes shined with tears and were glassy from staying up for too long and I gradually got up from the bunk. She put the sponge down on the seat. I felt lightheaded as we both went over what happened in Godric's Hollow. Hermione looked at her scabbed fingers nervously. I put my hemd, shirt back on and I saw a hint of red on her cheeks. I couldn't help but smile at her flushed cheeks. I went to grab my wand and it wasn't anywhere to be found. I turned my attention to my best friend who was cleaning up the mess weakly.
"My wand?" I asked panicking.
"I-I don't know where it is," she always was a horrible liar. I glared at her and I saw her look linger on her purse. "I-I didn't know, Harry. Please, please don't - don't hate me," she started to cry and I felt my face heat from the anger.
"I am going out for watch. Du need to get some sleep Du look horrible," my voice was cold and I saw tears of guilt stream down her eyes.
"I am fine," she stated in a clear voice. I was shocked on how quick she could hide her emotions.
"Hermione, Du have been moping around here over him and now Du Lost sleep to help me back to health. Now get some sleep!" My voice making her looks fragile. She looked so helpless and weak. "Give me your wand. I need to stand guard."
"I am sorry---"
"Leave it alone, okay?" My jaw clenched together and I wanted to hit something. She gave me the broken pieces. She tried to say something and I stormed to the flap of the tent. "Get some sleep and then we'll pack and leave at dawn."
Her face streaked with tears as she shook her head. I knew it wasn't her fault and she did safe, sicher our Skins back there. I felt my blood boil at the Lost of my wand and took it out on her. I heard her cry harder when I left and for once I couldn't feel the guilt for her tears.
'Was only trying to save me but I Lost Du again'
She looked up at me and I gave her a slight smile. spaghetti was throughout her hair making it look Mehr tamed. She was mad as she takes a clump of noodles and meshed it together. I laughed as she threw the ball of noodles at my face. I ducked and it hit the tent’s wall. She laughs loudly and falling on the floor holding her stomach from her fits of laughter. I never realized Hermione would get out of this depression of Ron Von throwing noodles at each other. I felt like a child again. Something I never had when I was a child and never expected that Hermione would ever act like this.
“Not fair, Du are a good Quidditch player!” She faked a pout.
“Yeah, I know.”
I went to clean the mess and I felt something warm being dumped over my head and then fits of giggles as I realized it was spaghetti sauce. I grabbed her around the waist and wrestled her to the couch. I saw a real Hermione smile erupted. I took the noodles from her brown curls and threw them in my mouth. She scrunched her nose at me with disgust and her lips barely touched mine. I could feel her warm breath touch my wet lips. Ginny came to mind and I felt a wave of guilt. I pull her off me and she looked at me hurt. Then she took her mantel and threw it on. I watched her leave and her wand lit immediately. I looked at the flap and I could see the outline of her figure. She is stronger than I thought. She hasn’t cried over him in days. She looked Mehr beautiful than ever and she is all I have now. I am losing her even though she was here.
'Now there is only lying, wish I could say it's only me'
There was no sound as I looked around the dark room. Ron was making a squeaking sound and the upstairs was so quiet. Hermione, please hang in there. Ron whispered something but I didn't catch it over a painful scream. I had the same thing happen in the fourth year. It was my entire fault. Her screams made me shake as I leaned against the wall. Ron was helplessly crying her name and I knew it was pathetic.
“Ron, shut it. We have to come up with a plan to save her and us,” I snap at him. Another wave of screams echo down where we are and I heard talking but couldn’t make out any of it.
“Hermione!” Ron rattles the gates and I take his sweater pulling him back.
“Listen, this is my fault and Hermione will not die tonight! I will do anything in my power to make sure she lives.” When I sagte this he was still rattling the gate. I slouched against the Wand and thinking so hard. What would Hermione do? Tears streaming down my face as I pulled out the broken mirror. Save us please!
Finally Dobby took Ollivander and Luna to Shell Cottage. I was not going to leave here without the one person who stuck Von me. Adrenaline running through me as we left the cellar. We crawled up the stairs and Hermione was laying there. Her hair knotted from Bellatrix yanking on it, her tears hit the tiles as she moaned in pain. Blood around her, was she stabbed. Her arm exposed words that hunted Muggle Borns since they entered the school. Ron had to pull me back from the anger that set me off. It was his turn to be rational. Hermione is hurt and I wanted to kill her. I never felt so much hate in my entire life besides with Voldemort.
Finally I got sick and tired of waiting. Ron and I dueled and I took Draco’s wand. He didn’t bother to fight me for it. I went after Bellatrix who did so much to the people I care about when I turned around. Ron was ambushed. I helped him and then I hear a scream.
“STOP!” Hermione’s fright stopped me in my tracks.
“Harry Potter I am not afraid of killing fifthly blood,” Her messer on Hermione’s neck made me drop my wand.
My face forms back and Hermione is shaking with fear. Bellatrix had the dagger to her throat, blood trickling down Hermione’s neck. I felt trapped and worried that tonight Hermione Granger will die. Her eyes shone fear but she kept mumbling for us to leave. She would sacrifice herself for me. Knowing she is less important. She is wrong; she is my best friend and my rock. If she died I would lose it. I try to think of something to do and I could not picture my life without her. Out of everyone in my life it is her I want to stay in it. She was looking at the chandler and Bellatrix knew that killing Hermione would kill me. She laughed at a lone tear that reached my neck. I noticed something odd with Hermione because she was smiling at the ceiling and I saw Dobby. He dropped a chandler on Bellatrix oder tried to. I was about to catch Hermione when Ron did. She hit the floor. I look around and see Dobby smiling at me.
“Dobby let’s get out here,” I grab Hermione around the waist and help Ron hold her up.
The sun was bright as I hit soft sand. We made it out alive. I thanked Dobby repeatedly for saving our Skins back there. Hermione looked at with sad facial expression. She whispered Dobby is dead. I felt numb and wishing this was a lie. I stood up and Luna was still talking about how strong Dobby was. I set my mantel over him and take a shovel from the shed. Hermione held onto Dobby and Ron’s hand.
“Harry, let me---”
“No, Hermione! Leave me alone.” I dug harder.
Ron was whispering in her ear and adrenaline boils through me and I can’t feel the slivers digging into my skin. Hermione laughed and I looked up.
“Come on,” Ron urged Hermione.
“Wait a minute.”
Ron gave us space. He at least can do something right. Hermione kneels weakly but she manages fine on her own. Her brown eyes were now soft and I hate her Lesen me so well. I shove the shovel down further and working my way through the wet cold soil. I wanted her to leave me alone.
“Hermione, leave me the hell alone. Du have no idea. So go be with Ron and let me finish this. I don’t want anyone and I certainly don’t need you.”
Her eyes glisten and she stood up slowly. I wanted her to help her to the house but I knew she was stronger than she looked. I watched her carefully and realized I lied to her. I had to.
‘Too long we’ve been denying. Now we’re both tired of trying’
Professor McGonagall looked at me in a sympathetic way. I am in trouble and I had no idea what I did this time. We walked up the steps into the Hospital Wing I knew I should have felt relieve but I didn’t. I knew something bad happened to someone I cared about. Hermione? Neville? Dumbledore? Who? One of Ron’s brothers oder sister? What I feared, Hermione laying there in stone. I couldn’t wickeln, wickeln sie my mind around it. I needed her because she was our rock and brains. My mouth went bone dry and guilt entered my train of thought as I saw shock and fear etched on her expression. She is going to be fine and I knew she would be. Madam Popfery waved us over. I forgot Ron came with us. I felt like it was just me and her and the burden I put on her with our friendship. There was a mirror sitting upon a tray and Hermione was holding it. I placed my gloved hand on her ice cold hard hand and missed the softness and the warmness her hands brought. I leaned closer to her body and whispered softly so only she could hear.
“Hermione, I am so sorry. I will fix this and I miss you. I need Du now Mehr than ever.”
The Great Hall was not noisy like normal. We made it out alive but it didn’t feel like it. Hermione wasn’t here to help us celebrate and Hagrid was still in Azkaban. I looked at the glob of haferbrei, brei with disgust. I was not hungry at all.
“Hermione!” I heard Ron shout too loudly.
I looked at the entrance in happiness. He was right Hermione was standing there beaming at us. Like we were the only two alive. Her cheeks flushed and her hair blew behind her as she ran towards us. Her arms went around my neck and hugged me close. She stint like lavender and Süßigkeiten and her warm body making me smile. She was really okay. I grunted and she let out an innocent chuckle. I pulled her tighter glad she was here.
‘We hit a Wand and we can’t get over it,’
She pulled away and looked at Ron. She was about to hug him but her face became a dark shade of red. She ended up shaking his hand fiercely and leaving me there standing like an idiot.
‘Nothing to relive, its water under the bridge’
I hit the ground, pain erupted from my forehead. NO! I felt tears pouring down my face in defeat. Voldemort was going to win and I was letting him. I should. I have Lost so much! My parents, Sirius and Cedric! Who else had to die for me? Ron and Hermione? oder the whole world? Dumbledore mumbled in my ear telling me to fight it but he doesn’t understand. He had not been there when I needed him most and that made me angrier. I opened my eyes when I heard footsteps. Neville gasping for breaths looking beat up holding Ginny up, Luna was looking at me sympathetically and her eye swollen, Ron was looking at me with shock and worry and Hermione was crying and Wird angezeigt pure worry. She was holding her stomach and her lip was bleeding. I felt another wave of pain after looking at people who truly care for me. Cho was Küssen me, Sirius giving me a big hug with a smile on his face, Ron and I laughing playing chess, Hermione worrying over my hand and being there when I needed her most, her warm body hitting my body not once but three times we had to go our separate ways in the first year, when she woke in the Sekunde year, when she hugged me after not seeing me all summer in fifth year. Hermione Küssen my cheek softly before leaving with her family. Also she looked so beautiful coming down the stairs of the Yule ball. I heard my scream echo the room and I gasped for a breath but no one could hear me say Hermione in a low whisper.
‘You sagte it I get it I guess it is what it is,’
She looked at Ron and laughed with him at something he said. She leaned close to him to help him with forgotten homework. Her hand slid over his as I turned the page of the Daily Prophet. Ginny was talking to Neville and he looked at his Essen in worry. Hermione glanced at me and her eyes lingered too long on me. I smiled at her and she looked at what Ron was writing. I moved my hand over Ginny’s and Hermione noticed and bickered at Ron that he wrote the wrong answers. Ginny looked over at me ignoring Neville completely and smiled at me. I gave her the best smile I had. She was amazing sometimes. I looked at Hermione blushing furiously. I guess this was how it was suppose to be oder I was hoping so.
‘Here it comes ready oder not. We both found out it’s not how we thought,’
The Great Hall burst into cheers. I can feel myself get weak as I fall onto my knees. I close my eyes trying to take a steady breath. This is it, sixteen years of this and it is finally over. I can feel Ginny pull me into a hug and I let her. She is warm and wet from crying over her loss. I whisper sorry and she understood. We were only meant to be friends.
“I knew Du Liebe her. Go get her Harry,” she whispers softly. “I will always save our memories.”
The teachers wanted to talk to me and a personal interview on what I am going to do next. Flashes making my eyes ache and I just want to leave. This is nothing like I imagined. I Bewegen away with Neville’s help. Mrs. and Mr. Weasley hug me softly and cry that it was not my fault. The guilt of everyone dying subsided. I just need to breathe and think. I just need to be free from all of this. I need to tell her that I need her and I could not have done this without her. She was my rock and kept me in line all these years. I—I--- Liebe her. Ron is sitting on the bench crying into Hermione’s shoulder. She keeps whispering in his ear. She has several cuts on her lip and her leg is bleeding. I look over to see if anyone is paying attention to me and they all went to capture the deaths of the war and Neville telling them all about the Heroes who died in the war. I finally turn my attention back on her and she is Küssen him. I hold back the anger and step closer to them. Hermione didn’t look up as I stood in front of her.
“Not now,” she whispers. Her face pale and her brown eyes glaring at the ground. She Lost the shine she could always manage to keep me sane for the stare. She was always well put together and even when she wanted to crumble she didn’t because she had to stay strong for me.
“It is important,” I urge.
“Ron needs me.”
She turns her attention back on Ron. He treated Du like crap, he may be my friend but he doesn’t deserve you. I went to turn away but she grabs my arm.
“You need to understand the war made everyone change. We will never be the same again. I am sorry.”
I look her in the eyes and determined to keep her gaze. “You are wrong for once, Hermione. We had to fight and change the world. The losses were horrible but they all knew what they were fighting for. And I will not have Du blame the war for what happened.”
She looked at me shocked and turned her attention back on Ron’s crying fits. I left Hogwarts and made my way to the Three Broomsticks to lay low. I need to get away from everyone, including Hermione.
‘You sagte it I get it I guess it is what it is’
Nightmare of the events keeps me awake. I started to write all the dreams down and keep tally of which ones kept occurring. I went to several funerals and interviews. I told partly the truth leaving some things that died with Voldemort. I gave the Weasleys’ as much money as I could and they denied it and told me I will always be their son. I left Hermione and Ron alone letting them figure out what they want. Ginny and Luna are the only females in my life. They both helped me cope with reality and kept me gepostet as I still stayed in the Common Room. I am helping it restore. I avoid Hermione the most. I talk to her solemn and she seemed okay with that.
A soft knock stops me from writing. I take my glasses off and rub my face trying to fight the sleep. I quickly answered the door. I know it is Hermione. She has been telling Ginny she wanted to find her family. This she needed to do alone. I would offer to help her but she is stubborn and would do it herself. She told Ron that many times according to his nosy sister. She stood in front of me in her Hogwarts robes and her hair in a braid similar to the battle. She looks at me with worry. She seems like she is her old self.
“Hermione, it is late. What?”
“Can I come in?” She asks nervously. I Bewegen my hand towards the schreibtisch chair and she hastily sits on it.
“I Liebe Ron and the kiss. I--- I am so---”
“It was a stupid KISS Hermione. Be with Ron.” I cut her off.
She nods and leaves slamming the door. I sit back on the bett and fall into the pillows. After all we been through she still has made it clear that she wants Ron.
‘Here it comes ready oder not we both found out it’s not what we thought’
Ron does look healthier as we sat at the big tabelle in the garden. He keeps smiling and whispering in Hermione’s ear. She laughs quietly and turns red. I stab into the meat and strike up a conversation with Bill. He is good at keeping my mind off of things. Mrs. Weasley comes near me and kisses my cheek. I smile at her and even though she has gotten thin and cries when she thinks no one is around, she still is strong. She Lost her son and she still mourns over the loss but keeps the family together.
“I have an announcement to make!” Ron broke through the chatter.
Mrs. Weasley stops at the door to get desert. She smiles at her son and waits for him to continue. Mr. Weasley and the others turn their attention to him. Ron turns to Hermione and she looks up at him shocked.
“I know Du want to find your parents and finish school. I Liebe Du Hermione Jean and I want Du to be my wife,” he says it clear and no stammers. Her eyes catch mine. She is hesitant.
Everyone runs to them and congratulate them. I just sat there hurt. Hermione looks over at me and I see pain hit her hard. Then she gives me a smile that wants their support but I shake my head no.
‘That it would be how it would be. If time could turn us around’
Snape’s funeral is the last I went to. No one really showed up. Private with people who know the truth now and the rest could care less. Ron didn’t Zeigen up and it did not shock me. I watch everyone leave and stood Weiter to his grave. A white blume riff lands on the grave and I hear a sniffle.
“Rest in peace,” her voice catches.
“You are back!”
“You are the first to know,” She puts her hand in mine. “He was awful but still didn’t need to die.”
“You are right.” I turn away from his grave and held her hand closely. “I miss Du Hermione.”
“I miss Du so much Harry, if things were different.” She turns her small diamond ring and I hold back from ripping it off and Küssen her like the night we kissed goodbye. Instead I KISS her cheek and we both left to the Burrow.
‘What was Lost may be found for Du and me for Du and me’
“I do!” Hermione says smiling.
She is so beautiful. The candle flickers and capturing every inch of her blissful face. She wore her hair down and tamed with a long veil reaching to the bottom of her dress, her make up so breath taking that it doesn’t look like she is wearing any, the dress is a strapless corset that is styled as a princess kleid with real jewelry spread throughout it, I am guessing her parents wanted the best for her on her only wedding day. The teachers made that happen for her and gave her special treatment. She wanted to marry in the school where her new life started and a newer life has begun. Happiness spread through me as I watch her beauty stand out Mehr than it ever has. She made it! Graduated and became stronger women. Her talent landed her her own spotlight instead of just mine out of all the years from fighting Voldemort.
“Kiss the bride,” Kingsley, the new Minister spoke with happiness. “This marriage is sealed and can never be broken. A vow of marriage is forever as well as the Liebe these two hold.”
Hermione ruins her make up Von crying. Is it a mistake? My herz leaps out and I catch a tear with my hand. She holds it tight.
“I made my mind many years ago, Harry. I Liebe Du and want you.”
I KISS her softly and she smiles when I do.
“I Liebe Du and promise to Liebe Du for the rest of my life.”
The cheers exploded and this time they made me happy. Not like the night many years Vor when I beat Voldemort. A new beautiful memory took over that one and I would not trade this new one for the world. This is why Hermione made the plans because this is the best one yet. I ignore everyone and pick up my wife. She laughs at me and I walk out the doors with her Küssen me several times.
“Harry, I hate flying,” she pouts seriously.
“Hermione, I got you. Nothing will ever happen to Du with me around I promise.” I take her left hand and help her on. Her engagement ring that was my mother’s sparkled and she smiles at it. I am glad she is wearing at and I couldn’t ask for anyone better. Her wedding band I made myself and engraved it. She loves that the most.
“Okay, Mr. Potter. Take me to my honeymoon surprise.”
“Okay, Mrs. Potter!”
‘I was looking for a shortcut Home it’s complicated so complicated’
My years after Voldemort’s death and Hermione marrying me instead of Ron, has been simple. I retired from being the head of the Auror department after my first daughter graduated from Hogwarts. I wanted to enjoy the peace with my wife and watch my children all grow before we both died. Hermione and I were set for the first two years of our marriage with the money my parents gave me when they died. We managed until after she was pregnant with James our third child. She decided it was time to really put her goals into place instead of just starting where she originally started in the forth year. She volunteered for years rebuilding the Ministry with Kingsley and gave him all the credit to increase his trust in the population. After the war the people Lost faith in the government. It was Hermione who helped give it back. I trained for years but made our family drift when I came Home for months at a time. I asked to do closer missions and schreibtisch work to build it up until Hermione decided it was best to go away once in awhile for longer missions. Our kids were growing every Sekunde and watching them walk in the shadows of their parents to make a name of their own. Lily was amazing at school and Quidditch. She was in Ravenclaw and loves the house she is in. Her long black curls and bright brown eyes make her stand out in school and she is beliebt for her Liebe of Quidditch. She isn’t like me oder her mother Mehr like Ginny. Sirius is like my father cocky and into sports. He was in Slytherin and Hermione and I were okay with that. He has black hair and smaragd green eyes. James is opposite of his name spitting image of his mother and personality also. He was in the same house as us. Our only child in our same house. It was kind of funny at the time. He is Merida - Legende der Highlands and intelligent leaving him Hermione’s favorite. Even when he was sickly when he was a baby she would do nothing but read to him. Our last is Cassandra not wanting her to be named from someone we knew. I thought of her as an oddball growing up. She decided not to attend Hogwarts. Her black straight thick hair and smaragd eyes making her look similar to me. She went to a great boarding school and leaving Britain. She loved magic just loved Muggle education better. She went to college in America and loved it.
I held Hermione’s hand as our breathing coming down from the last of our potion. Our children come in looking upset but Hermione manages to comfort them. Lily is now pregnant with our third grandchild, Sirius is wearing a wedding band finally getting married was his last thoughts. He smiled at me glad he married such an understanding wife. Hermione was the same as his wife. Always fighting to keep it held together. I like both Lily and Sirius’s choice in marriage both great people. James married his best guy friend and they adopted two kids. He made our son happy and we supported him. The kids and their spouses were outside playing in the big yard giving them time to say their goodbyes. Our youngest travelled many miles to watch her parents die together. We wanted to both hold on until the other is ready. She was still single but looking to find a man. I knew she would. She was beautiful and happy. She will find what she is looking for. I grab her hand.
“Love is blind and Du never know when it will find you,” I whisper softly.
“Daddy, I am not looking for marriage. I Liebe my job.” She kisses my cheek.
“Your mother was supposed to marry my friend, Ron. Who died last summer. But your Mum and I were secretly in Liebe and afraid to lose each other. Your friend loves Du and Du need to follow your heart. Just take the chance before it is too late.”
Hermione and I sagte our goodbyes and they left us in peace. I looked at my wife who is pale and aged so much. For three years she held on for me. Using everything in her power to help me until I became ill and we both knew it was time to leave. She kisses my lips and I still feel the same ache. I Liebe this women and thankful to be with her for this long. We talked about our time in Hogwarts and how dumb we were to not just say it. She was my everything. Being near my warm soul mate makes me feel at peace. I get to see all my loved ones. I get to still see my children when they Mitmachen us some day. I get to see my parents and Zeigen them my amazing wife and the mother to my children but most of all my best friend. I am slowly slipping and I held onto her and we both fell in a sleep that our kids
(Sorry for the errors and denting it changed it on here and weird formatted but whatever did the best i could!)