He was gone, and so was Hermione behind him into the dense fog of the night.

All that Harry did listen at that moment was her yelling his name out loud

"Ronald, Ronald please!"- He never heard her yell like this before.

After she cried her name out thousands of times she got in to the tent- "He's gone and I know he's not coming back, he got bored of the situation and left us, he left me". She was crying, his eyes and face were red and his mouth shaking because of rage or maybe for the cold outside. Harry took Hermione in his arms and hugged her putting her head on his chest, he wasn't much tall but he felt like he was at that moment. He understood that his friend needed him and he wouldn't let her down, not now, not after Ron left.

Hermione cried herself to sleep. While she was sleeping Harry was trying to keep his eyes open holding the horocrux in his hand and not on his neck like he was supposed to do, he thought about Hermione crying for Ron, and he wondered if for one moment in his life was Ginny going to cry herself out for him like that, he already left her and she didn't. "Maybe it's not that kind of love that we both have" thought. He stood closer to Hermione and saw her sleep for awhile, he remembered how she was back at the day he met her at the Hogwarts Express. Her hair was a little of a mess at that time, at this moment looks really well brushed even though they were in the forest not caring much of the hygiene or brushing their hairs. He stood even closer and he could get the scent of her perfume, was lavender soft and sweet just like she looks while she reads a book, so calm and quite. Something start to happened at that moment to Harry he wanted to touch Hermione, to hugged her one more time. Scared that she rejects him he came back to the chair and keep his eyes open and the locket still in his hand. "You are acting like a freak, stop thinking of her, you are just sorry because Ron left she's your friend and nothing else!"

The next morning Harry felt something warm in his hand, was Hermione's taking off the locket. "It's my turn, get some good sleep for awhile I'll be outside", she said. "I don't mind standing up for a little more" said Harry, "Besides we can stay up together, it's easier when you have someone to talk to". "I don't feel like talking now Harry my head hurts and you are sleepy, go to bed".

"Then don't say anything but still stay with me".

At that moment Hermione was surprised by him saying those words, she took a chair and place it in front of Harry, she sat and start playing with her hair, she was staring at the tent and recurrently she looked at Harry, wondering what he was thinking.

Harry got up from the chair and took Hermione's hand, kiss it and with an innocent smile in his face start dancing with her, any music was being played by that moment, but Harry felt a whole big orchestra playing in his head just for the two of them, he sometimes made instruments sounds to broke the silence, and make all kind of silly movements, for Hermione to laugh, she did and smile a lot, he was actually really happy to se her like that.

"I don't want to stop" he said. "Well, don't" she answered and gave him a flirty smile.

They didn't continue dancing but they were still up and close to each other, Harry took the opportunity and hugged her, felts so right to have her. "I don't want to move now", "then don't" she said, he kiss her cheek and she automatically moved her face just to be close enough, their lips found each others and they start kissing a soft and warm kiss Harry thought how sweet she tastes just like she smells, he felt his rage lion one more time, victorious roaring inside him louder than the first time, he never felt like this, he wanted her, he wanted Hermione for him.