Ships: Harry/Hermione, Draco/Ginny, Ron/Lavendar,
Disclaimer: I have Harry and Hermione tied up in my closet. I kidnapped em!
MWAHAHAHA! Oh yeah, all I own is Liz, Melody, Alexa, Max, Aryssa...heck, all
the characters you've never heard of are mine!...and so is the plot.
*audience gasps, and Hermione sighs* Yes, god damn it, there IS a
plot!...also, I obviously do NOT own the book of Revelation, let alone the
Bible. I do not own the name Nicolae; it belongs to the authors of Left Behind
. I do not own The Omen movies (well, actually, I DO have the first one on
tape...), let alone Damien.
A/N-I really hate these, but too bad for me. *pouts* I think I need a
hug...Ok. The little *s here symbolize thoughts of the characters. The little
^*^s represent a flashback. The ~*~s represent dreams. If you're a
Ron/Hermione shipper, than I have two things to say to you. #1. That is just
wrong, and #2. BURN! If you happen to just like Ron...well, you might not
like this...Also, for all you people like me out there, dumb and simple
minded, a pestilence is a plague of something. Ok, I'm done. *audience gasps*
LEAVE ME ALONE! I CAN'T HELP IT IF I TALK TOO MUCH!!! *wipes away a tear* Ok,
on with the story!
Hermione sighed. *And to think I actually was looking forward to this
year...* she thought. She glanced out the window at the ugly storm outside.
*Fitting. At least the weather grieves with me.* A tear ran down her face. It
had been a year since-
^*^flashback to a year earlier^*^
Hermione looked at George, tears in her eyes. 'Just come back to me alive. I
love you.'
George sighed. 'Mione, I'll try my hardest, but remember, we're fighting
this against Voldemort. I might not come back.' He took her into his arms and
Kissed her. Sweetheart, believe me, we'll be together when the war is over.'
Hermione couldn't get the tears out of her eyes. She hugged him for the
last time, and watched him fly away, restrained from going after him by
Harry, who held her tightly around the waist.
'Mione? Ron and I have to go, also.' Harry said quietly.
'WHAT?! NOT YOU TWO, ALSO! I'M NOT LOSING YOU AND RON WITH GEORGE!' she
shouted, more tears running down her face.
We'll be back, and bring George, dead or alive, back to you...and in
Case I never see you again, I love you, Mione.'
'I love you too, Harry. Just make sure that you, George and Ron come back
alive. a She hugged him tightly.
^*^end flashback^*^
But, of course, George died, and was buried in the Hogwarts Grounds.
'Mione?' Parvati walked into the room, to see Hermione in tears. She ran
over to her and put her arms around her. 'Oh...George's deathday...oh
Mione...'
Hermione cried on her friend's shoulder. She missed George, Harry, Ron
and Draco. But most of all Harry and George.
She smiled; she truly was a mind reader. 'Perhaps you've aquired
stronger than friendship feelings for him.'
Hermione sighed. 'You're right. I suppose I have. But he's going out
with-'
Parvati laughed. 'No he's not, he's just- She looked horrified at what
she just said. 'I mean, sorry, he is going out with her. Hey, since
tomorrow's graduation, let's talk about what we're doing after we leave.'
Hermione smiled. 'Sure. I heard that you and Seamus are engaged. When's
the wedding?'
Parvati grinned. 'In a month or two. Do you wanna be my Maid of Honor? Or
even...Matron of Honor?' She smiled slyly at her.
Now Hermione laughed. 'Oh yeah right! Maid of Honor sure, but not Matron
of Honor. I'm not even engaged!
Just then the door burst open. Harry and Lavendar walked in, arm in arm,
talking in low voices, when they saw Parvati and Mione. Lavendar ran up to
her dorm, turning red.
'Hey you guys!' Harry said smiling. *God, Mione is so beautiful...maybe
I'll ask tonight...*
Hermione smiled. 'Hey Harry!' *God, he really looks cute!*
Parfait started laughing. 'Uh...I think I should go...'
'Why?' Hermione sounded confused.
'Because...I can hear everything you're saying!!' and with that, she ran
out laughing.
Harry immediately turned red. 'Um...Mione? Could I talk to you?'
Hermione shrugged. 'I suppose...why?'
Harry's mind went blank. *Oh crap! I forgot about that!* 'Uh...I need
help with our...History of Magic paper?' He felt really dumb asking about
that, he wished he could've thought of something better.
'Sure. I guess...' Hermione shrugged. Harry headed towards the
Astronomy Tower, Hermione following him.
~
'Uh...Harry? Why are we going to the Astronomy Tower to work on History
of Magic?' Hermione asked, once the reached the tower.
'Just follow me, ok?' Harry asked, walking out onto the balcony of the
Tower. Hermione shrugged. She did trust Harry, after all.
They sat down on the balcony, and Hermione said, getting to business,
'Now, Harry-wait, why didn't you bring your book?'
He shifted uncomfortably, and was nervous about asking. *What if she says
no? Will we still be friends?* He took a deep breath. Mionewilyomaryme?
She blinked. 'What? I didn't get a word of that.'
He sighed, and took a box out of his pocket, and opened it. There was a
beautiful emerald the exact color of his eyes on it, on a silver band. *This
is harder than I thought.* Hermione, will you marry me?
A/N-CLIFFIE! Sorta. Whatddya think she'll say? Huh? Huh? Review please!