Title: Together
Author: Masakochan/Videl86
Rating: G
Summary: No matter what happens, they'll always be together. Trio-friendship.
Disclaimer: Don't own HP- JKR does.
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The sun is slowly setting as Harry walks up the grassy hill. He gets to the top, and sits down on an old cement bench that has moss growing on the side of it.
Through haunted, green eyes Harry looks down at the burnt out remains of what was once his home. His early home, at least, before everything had happened on that fateful Halloween night in 1981.
There is a light crunching noise coming up behind him, and he turns to see who, or what, the source of it is. It's Hermione.
She doesn't say anything as she sits down beside Harry on his left. There is now only just enough room on the bench for one more person.
The peaceful silence between the two of them is broken as Hermione starts talking.
"I never thought that the final battle would be taking place here. Although it does make sense. Everything finishing where it all started. The end of the beginning," Hermione says, sounded briefly philosophical. Harry sighs, and just nods, still staring into the distance.
"We are helping you, you know. With Voldemort," she says, sounding as if she were just talking about the weather. Harry head snaps up at this, and he turns his head to left to face Hermione.
"But Her-," Harry tries to start, but Hermione shushes him by placing the tip of one of her fingers on his lips.
"I know what you're thinking Harry, but I'm telling you right now- Ron and I aren't going to agree. You're not doing this alone." She removes her finger, and looks defiantly at him, practically daring him to disagree with her while he stares at her with a tiredly-stubborn look on his face.
"Bu-," Harry attempts to start once again, but is stopped this time as he hears Ron coming up from behind where he and Hermione are sitting.
"She's right, mate. So what if that bloody prophecy that Trelawny made said it's either you or V-V-Voldemort? It didn't say anything about anyone helping you did it?"
"N-no, but-" Harry's words get cut off again as Ron sits down beside him on his right, and continues on, "Face it, Harry. You're stuck with us whether you like it or not." While saying this, Ron wraps his left arm around Harry's shoulders. Hermione follows up by wrapping her right arm around the middle part of Harry's back.
Harry successfully manages to somehow swallow the thick lump that has formed in his throat due to Ron's words.
He hangs his head, and as he stares down his hands he whispers roughly,"Thankyou..."
"No problem, mate. No problem," Ron whispers back.
And so, they all fall into a peaceful sort of silence as they try not to think about what will happen tomorrow. But, whenever the thought does come up- they all know that they're in this together.
END