Never Let Go
Hermione looked around the room at the rubble surrounding her. She was in denial that the final battle was over and voldemort was finally gone. After all the years of fearing him, even after she had graduated from Hogwarts three years ago, she could not believe that it had all ended in mere minutes. She looked around the circular room and surveyed the damage.
What she saw filled her heart with sadness. In one corner she saw Ron, obviously no longer breathing, draped over his sister's body. She too, did not appear to be alive. In another corner, she saw Draco Malfoy, the newest member of the order, and Dean Thomas, lying next to a pile of dead Death eaters. They had fought bravely and had saved many lives. In the next corner, she saw Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil slumped against a wall, covered in blood. Best friends together till the end. "Did anyone survive besides me?" Hermione thought, now starting to tear up.
But when she looked at the corner on her right, she nearly fainted. Lying on the ground, not breathing, next to Voldemort, who also looked dead, was her boyfriend of 4 years and fiancée of 4 days, Harry Potter. "NO!!!" Hermione cried. She rushed over to him and took his limp, lifeless body into her arms. She sat there rocking him back and forth, crying. She could not, would not, believe that he was..no, even thinking the word was too painful. She looked down at his pale, handsome, blood covered face, and kissed him gently on his lips. They were cold as ice. She held him tighter and began crying into his jet-black hair.
She didn't know how long she sat there on the floor, when people began coming into the room. Aurors and members of the Order were going around checking to see if anyone was alive. When they got to Hermione they tried to take Harry away from her she pulled him away. "NO!" she snapped at the person who tried to loosen her grip on. She looked up into the sad eyes Remus Lupin.
"Hermione, he's gone," he said in a comforting voice.
"No," she tried to say but it came out as a squeak. "No."
"I'll give you a few more minutes, Hermione, but eventually you're going to have to let go." She looked up at him and nodded. After he had walked she lent down and whispered in Harry's ear, "No, I'll never let go." Then she leaned down and kissed his forehead.
She sat there a while longer sobbing. He couldn't be dead, he just couldn't. After all they had been through and all that they were planning on for their futures. Just then, she heard some commotion over in another corner. She heard several gasps and heard someone say, "Merlin, he's alive. Go get a healer". She looked over and saw some people gathered around where Draco and Dean had been. Hoping it was Dean, she lifted her head up. But when she saw Lupin hoist the blonde onto his shoulders to move him, she bent her head back down and began crying again. Though he had said he was a on their side now, she would never forgive Draco for all of those years he had made her miserable, for and all those nasty names he had called her. She stroked Harry's hair and reached down to hold his hand.
"Hermione, you have to let him go," came the kind, soft voice of Remus Lupin. "I know it's hard, but he's gone."
She looked and saw that he too had tears in his eyes. She nodded at him and bent her head down to give Harry one last kiss, as she handed over his limp body to Lupin.
Hermione looked around the room at the rubble surrounding her. She was in denial that the final battle was over and voldemort was finally gone. After all the years of fearing him, even after she had graduated from Hogwarts three years ago, she could not believe that it had all ended in mere minutes. She looked around the circular room and surveyed the damage.
What she saw filled her heart with sadness. In one corner she saw Ron, obviously no longer breathing, draped over his sister's body. She too, did not appear to be alive. In another corner, she saw Draco Malfoy, the newest member of the order, and Dean Thomas, lying next to a pile of dead Death eaters. They had fought bravely and had saved many lives. In the next corner, she saw Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil slumped against a wall, covered in blood. Best friends together till the end. "Did anyone survive besides me?" Hermione thought, now starting to tear up.
But when she looked at the corner on her right, she nearly fainted. Lying on the ground, not breathing, next to Voldemort, who also looked dead, was her boyfriend of 4 years and fiancée of 4 days, Harry Potter. "NO!!!" Hermione cried. She rushed over to him and took his limp, lifeless body into her arms. She sat there rocking him back and forth, crying. She could not, would not, believe that he was..no, even thinking the word was too painful. She looked down at his pale, handsome, blood covered face, and kissed him gently on his lips. They were cold as ice. She held him tighter and began crying into his jet-black hair.
She didn't know how long she sat there on the floor, when people began coming into the room. Aurors and members of the Order were going around checking to see if anyone was alive. When they got to Hermione they tried to take Harry away from her she pulled him away. "NO!" she snapped at the person who tried to loosen her grip on. She looked up into the sad eyes Remus Lupin.
"Hermione, he's gone," he said in a comforting voice.
"No," she tried to say but it came out as a squeak. "No."
"I'll give you a few more minutes, Hermione, but eventually you're going to have to let go." She looked up at him and nodded. After he had walked she lent down and whispered in Harry's ear, "No, I'll never let go." Then she leaned down and kissed his forehead.
She sat there a while longer sobbing. He couldn't be dead, he just couldn't. After all they had been through and all that they were planning on for their futures. Just then, she heard some commotion over in another corner. She heard several gasps and heard someone say, "Merlin, he's alive. Go get a healer". She looked over and saw some people gathered around where Draco and Dean had been. Hoping it was Dean, she lifted her head up. But when she saw Lupin hoist the blonde onto his shoulders to move him, she bent her head back down and began crying again. Though he had said he was a on their side now, she would never forgive Draco for all of those years he had made her miserable, for and all those nasty names he had called her. She stroked Harry's hair and reached down to hold his hand.
"Hermione, you have to let him go," came the kind, soft voice of Remus Lupin. "I know it's hard, but he's gone."
She looked and saw that he too had tears in his eyes. She nodded at him and bent her head down to give Harry one last kiss, as she handed over his limp body to Lupin.
