Hey guys. J I was extremely bored in class today as my sociology professor droned on and on. Luckily I had my ipad and began to write this Hermione and Harry fanfiction. I always felt they should have been together and like many of us shippers I decided to play out the idea we all had that when Ron left during the DH she would realize their feelings for one another. This fiction is inspired by a song called Power Trip by: J. Cole please check it out. If I should continue this let me know in the reviews or pm me and maybe it will become more than a oneshot.
I do not own harry potter! Nor the lyrics posted. Those honors belong to JK Rowling and
Harry sat watching Hermione sleep. It had been two days since Ron had left and each day felt like a year. Every tear Hermione cried over Ron pierced Harry to the core. Even in her sleep she whimpered saying Ron's name.
Harry sat there and pulled out a bottle f fire whiskey. He had never been one to drink but the pressure from the war combined with Ron's leaving had forced Harry to the bottle. He took a deep swig, feeling the lava like liquid burn every inch of his throat.
He continued to look at Hermione's sleeping form, remembering how he had fallen for her in his first year. He was enamored with those beautiful brown eyes, captivated by her smile. He fell deeper and deeper each year yet never had the courage to tell her. A solitary tear slid down Harry's face. He had lost the race Ron had beaten him to the punch.
He remembered the pain of watching their relationship blossom. There stolen glances sickened him. He was the odd man out. Hermione's very presence broke him. He found himself wishing that she had left with Ron.
The radio kicked on on its own accord playing softly in The background. Harry started to feel delirious the effects of the alcohol had begun to warp his perception. Quietly in the background a song played the voice of an RnB crooner filled the tent. The lyrics awoke something in Harry, the pain of unrequited love finally gushed out as the song said.
"Got me up all night, all I'm singing is love songs / She got me up all night, constant drinking and love songs / She got me up all night, down and out with these love songs / She got me up all night, drown it out with these love songs / She got me up all night, all I'm singing is love songs / She got me up all night, constant drinking and love songs / She got me up all night, down and out with these love songs / She got me open all night, got me open all night"
The tears cascaded down Harry's face as he recalled all the beautiful moments he had shared with Hermione. His mind wandered to how her skin felt on his when they hugged. He remembered every time they held hands. Every time she promised him she would be there.
The emotion continued to pour out as the song continued.
"Would you believe me if I said I'm in love
Baby, I want you to want me
Would you believe me if I said I'm in love?
Baby, I want ya"
Harry stumbled over to where Hermione slept and ran his fingers through her hair and notice her breath became deeper at his touch.
"Hermione I love you" he whispered.
The song continued to play the chorus asking the question Harry was dying to ask his closest friend. "Would you believe me if I said I'm in love?" Harry quoted the song as the chorus came again and cursed himself for not asking that question years ago. He had lost so much time and with the war here he knew there was very little timeleft.
Harry moved back to his chair laughing as he fulfilled the song's lyrics. HE laughed as he Drowned out his pain, gulping down the rest of the fire-whiskey.
Harry didn't notice that Hermione was now up and looking at her best friend. "Harry what are you doing?" Harry smiled at the concern she showed for him maybe he should drink more often if Hermione would look at him like that every time.
"Have you been drinking, Harry what's wrong?" The binds of sleep let go of her as she rushed to attend to her friend. The empty bottle of liquor slipped from Harry's hand as Hermione helped him to bed.
Harry stopped in the middle of the room his alcohol raddled brain had quickly gotten upset at Hermione's concern. Why did she always do this for him, why did she act like she loved him, why did she touch him? She must know it hurts can't she see the pain in my eyes.
Hermione tried take a hold of Harry's hand. He snatched it back and Hermione saw anger and rage in his eyes. "Don't touch me!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs. Hermione stumble back afraid that her best friend would lash out at her.
"What's wrong harry what did I do", she whimpered taken aback by the outburst.
"Can't you see Hermione your killing me. Your touch is like acid on my skin. Your laugh hurts more then my scar. I can't stand to be around you and yet I'm chained to your presence." Hermione burst into tears not knowing where Harry's words came from. His outburst had hurt her far deeper then Ron's leaving. She cried in stunned silence sobs racking her body.
Harry stared at her his eyes aflame with anger and passion. "Dammit Hermione I love you, I always have and always will. Since the moment you fixed my glasses, till now I have loved you."
Hermione swore her heart stopped when Harry said those words. She never knew harry felt this way and this revelation shook her world. She doubted every feeling she had toward Ron and slowly realized maybe this whole time she had loved Harry. Maybe she tried to hide it because deep down she was afraid she would lose him to the war.
Before she could respond Harry stormed off. She chased after him into the snow and he stood there the snow blowing furiously around them. The storm was violent as if it knew of the drama that occurred within the tent.
Harry turned to face her. His eyes filled with tears. His green eyes pierced her brown eyes she felt as if her soul was being examined, she was powerless in his gaze. In that moment they both knew that everything between them had changed. Slowly he approached her, he pulled her in close their bodies locked in an intimate embrace. "Hermione" he whispered. "Would you believe me if I said I was in love." Hermione's heart skipped a beat those simple words had caught her, trapped her heart, ensnared her love. She realized after 7 years she had loved Harry Potter more then anyone she could imagine.
Their lips touched a kiss seven years in the making. Passion flowed through their veins. "Harry would you believe me If I said the same." He kissed her again and despite a war raging around them, a dark lord threatening to kill him , he was at peace. He would survive this war just to spend his life loving her for eternity.