Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and Summer Scent. I wish I owned Minwoo, though...
This story is inspired by my favorite kdrama "Summer Scent". I borrowed the theme from Summer Scent. My actual idea is that every character in Summer Scent has a counterpart in HP but it can't be done. For those who had seen Summer Scent, you'll know why HGSS won't fit exactly in it. This is my 3rd fanfic.
Heartstrings
Chapter 1
It was over. Voldemort had finally been defeated by Harry Potter, but that did not end there. There were many lives perished and others seriously injured. Hermione Granger was one of the injured.
She was rushed to an emergency room in St. Mungo's. Harry and Ron were fighting tooth and nail to enter the emergency room. They were both protesting to the Healers.
"Let us in! We need to see her!" shouted Ron.
"No. She's in a very critical state. But we can assure you that we are doing the very best we can to cure her," said the Healer.
Harry and Ron's protests had subsided but they were still much tensed about the safety of their best friend.
Ron paced around the hall while Harry sat on a chair with his hands on his face. "She doesn't deserve this pain," said Harry.
Ron stopped pacing. "I know, mate. I want to see her again. I want to be married to her," he said helplessly. He collapsed on a chair near Harry. "I ought to kill Malfoy for what he did! His spell went through her heart!"
"Malfoy's dead. I saw his body. Someone killed him," said Harry in a hollow voice.
"Harry, I love Hermione so much. I want to marry her and spend the rest of my life with her."
"Good thing you proposed before the battle."
"It was the best decision I've ever made," said Ron quietly.
An hour later, a Healer went out of the operating room. "Miss Granger's heart is very weak. It was severely damaged by the spell. She needs a heart donor before her heart stops functioning," said the Healer.
"B-But where can we find a donor?" asked Ron shakily.
"We have a list of heart donors. We have to see if the donor's heart is compatible with her body."
"Please do everything you can. She helped save the Wizarding World. She deserves to live!" said Harry.
"We'll do our best Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley," said the Healer firmly. He went back to the OR, leaving Harry and Ron more tensed than ever.
"Why does this have to happen to her?" Ron growled. He punched the wall in frustration. Harry said nothing but he sat on a chair and he felt tears stinging his eyes. The two of them were quiet for a while when Albus Dumbledore rushed to where they were.
"Professor! Hermione's in trouble! Her heart's very weak and she needs a donor!" said Ron in a strangled voice.
"Does she have a donor now?" said Dumbledore.
"No, not yet. The Healers are still finding a compatible heart with hers," said Harry in a choked voice.
A Healer emerged out of the OR with a smile on his face. "We've found a compatible heart with Miss Granger. We're now going to transplant the donor's heart to her body."
Ron exhaled greatly. Harry stood up and beamed at the Healer. "Thank you so much."
"The heart transplant's a magical method so she will have a greater chance to live," said the Healer. "We'll be starting the operation now." He nodded at Harry and he left.
"Will you be alright here? I have to go to Hogwarts and attend to some matters. I will come back here as soon as I can to check Miss Granger's condition," said Dumbledore.
"We're alright. We'll tell you if anything happens," said Harry.
"I'm sure, she will live through this. She's a strong girl," assured Dumbledore.
"Yeah, she is," agreed Ron.
"I have to leave now." Dumbledore gave them an encouraging smile and he departed.
After two hours, the Healer emerged from the OR. "I have great news for you! The heart transplant had been successful!" the Healer announced.
"Thank you very much for saving our friend," said Harry sincerely.
"Can we see her now?" asked Ron eagerly.
"No, not yet. We have to transfer her to a private room and then you can stay with her until she fully recovers," the Healer replied.
When Hermione was transferred to her room, Harry and her fiancé Ron stayed by her side for the entire night. When morning came, Hermione was stirring. She raised her arm while muttering something incomprehensible. Her eyes were still closed. Ron, who stayed awake all night, noticed this and roused Harry from his nap.
"Harry, what's happening to her?" demanded Ron.
"I don't know," said Harry sounding worried.
Ron took Hermione's outstretched hand and clasped it gently. "It's okay, Hermione. You're okay now," said Ron.
Hermione slowly opened her eyes. She looked blearily at her surroundings. "Where…am…I?" she asked weakly. Her eyes focused on Harry and Ron who were standing at her sides.
"You're in St. Mungo's, Hermione," said Harry.
"I'm not dead, am I?"
"No. You're not dead. You were saved," said Ron.
"But…my heart. It was broken. I remember it. Lucius Malfoy hit a curse at my heart. My heart was greatly weakened. How could I survive that curse?" whispered Hermione.
"You had a heart transplant. The Healers replaced your old heart with a compatible one from a donor," replied Harry.
"But who was my donor?" asked Hermione.
Harry and Ron exchanged looks. "We don't know who. The Healers didn't tell us. And we were more worried in getting you saved than knowing who your donor was," said Ron.
A frown creased Hermione's tired face. "But I have to know! I have to thank at least the donor's family for giving me a second life," whispered Hermione indignantly.
"Hermione, you have to rest. We will find out who was your donor," assured Harry.
Hermione sighed. Even though she had been lying in bed, she felt really tired. She looked at Ron. "Ron, I never took off the engagement ring even in battle," said Hermione softly. She smiled at him. Ron kissed her forehead.
"I thought I was going to lose you," mumbled Ron.
"I'm sorry for scaring you. And you too, Harry." Hermione's eyes filled with tears.
"There's nothing to be sorry about," said Harry gently. "You never wanted it to happen."
Ron brushed her tears and said to her: "Don't think about it anymore. You have a new life. That's all that matters."
Hermione smiled weakly and closed her eyes. Sleep took over her.
"You were never fit to live in this world, Mudblood," a cruel voice announced. Hermione gasped. Lucius Malfoy was standing a few feet from her. His wand was directed towards her. She aimed a spell towards Malfoy but he was too quick for her. A red beam shot out from his wand and penetrated through her chest and into her heart. Hermione dropped her wand and clutched her heart. The pain was so intense that she was falling to the ground. She caught a glimpse of a man aiming a Killing Curse at Malfoy but she did not know who. When she hit the ground, her eyes struggled to open. A blurry face of a man emerged from her view. She stretched her hand and said….
"Is she awake?" a voice somewhere had said.
"Be quiet!" someone hissed.
Hermione slowly opened her eyes. She saw Harry and Ron with Ginny, Neville, Luna, and Professor Dumbledore.
"Surprise!" they said. Hermione smiled at her visitors.
"We were so worried about you!" exclaimed Ginny. "It's a good thing you're alright now."
"Thanks," said Hermione.
"Actually, we're here to tell you the good news," piped up Neville.
"What is it?" said Hermione curiously.
"Miss Granger, would you like to fill in the post of Charms?" asked Dumbledore. "I understand that you recently completed your apprenticeship with Professor Flitwick before the war and now he's retiring."
"Well?" asked Ginny.
"Of course," said Hermione happily.
"That's not all. I will be teaching Herbology," said Neville proudly.
"And I'm the new librarian," said Luna dreamily.
Hermione was released from the hospital two days after. The Healers advised her to have a regular check-up with them to ensure her heart was working properly. The following week, she would go to Hogwarts to start her new job. Hermione stayed at the Burrow first where Harry was also staying.
Hermione and Ron were sitting on a bench outside the house. It was now evening. Hermione looked upwards and gazed at the sky. She sighed. "I can't believe I got a second life," she commented. She looked at Ron.
"Thank Heavens for that! I also can't believe you said yes to my proposal!" exclaimed Ron.
Hermione giggled. "I was waiting for you to ask me anyway."
"You did?" asked Ron.
"Yes I did, Ron," she said. "I thought the Gryffindor courage would never show in you. But it did." She smiled at him.
Ron put his arm around her. "Tomorrow, Harry and I will be training as Aurors. And you will be teaching at Hogwarts."
"Yeah, I'm kind of nervous…"
"What? Hermione Granger? Nervous for Hogwarts?" said Ron incredulously.
She scowled at him. Ron just laughed.
"Don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll do fine," said Ron breezily. "Just watch out for Snape…"
Hermione did not hear him anymore. For some reason her heart beat faster.
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