(A/N) This is totally AU...my first fan fic. Please be kind!
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine...except the plot. Hey, if I went and cried in front of J.K.'s house, you think she'll sell it to me?!
I Won't Be There- By Simple Plan
This is the last night that I spend at home, and it won't take too long for you to notice, won't take long for you to find out that I'm gone. I can't stay, tomorrow I'll be on my way, so don't expect to find me sleeping in my bed, 'cuz when you wake up, I won't be there. I won't be there
Secrets
Chapter One:
I Won't Be There
Harry cupped her face in his hands, the cold wind nipping at his skin through his thin robes.
"Are you sure you want to do this? You don't have to. You have my support, and I'm sure Ron will be delighted. You don't have to go like this," he whispered, his green orbs boring into her brown ones.
The girl in front of him smiled sadly as a tear ran down her cheek, which was red from the cold. Her bushy brown hair flew out in the cold winter wind, and she hugged him tightly as her smile faded.
"Harry, I could never stay like this. If Dumbledore or McGonagall were to find out I was pregnant...oh, Harry, I'd be expelled immediately! I can't stay! And Ron! Oh, Merlin, when he finds out...Harry, I can't."
She kissed his cheek quickly.
"It's better this way. I promise. I already have a flight to America secured. I'll just start over...live my life as a muggle."
Hermione sniffed and smiled sadly again.
"I'll write to you as soon as I get there. I swear. Do come and visit, won't you?"
Harry nodded. He carefully handed his broom to her.
"You owe me a new Firebolt someday, Hermione."
She laughed quietly, and then said seriously,
"Take care of yourself, Harry. I won't be around to nag you to study anymore."
"I don't know what I'll do without you, Granger."
She shook her head.
"Now you listen to me, Mister Potter," she said, bringing her face close to his, snow falling on their touching noses. "You are going to finish seventh year, and become a successful wizard. You will forget about plain Hermione Granger, and find yourself the woman of your dreams. When I look at you ten years from now, you will have a wonderful life, and many glorious children. You understand me?"
"Yes, Miss Granger. I absolutely do," he said in a mocking tone.
Hermione's eyes brimmed with tears again.
"Don't do this to me, Harry," she whispered, bringing her hand to his cheek. "If you go on being you...I'll never be able to leave."
"So don't..." he said, pressing his nose harder against hers.
Hermione was fighting for balance, trying not to fall into his emerald orbs.
"I...I have to..." she whispered, barely audible.
In one swift motion, Harry pressed his lips firmly against hers. She lost her battle for balance. Hermione's hands traveled around his neck, just as his tongue skirted across her bottom lip. She happily allowed him entrance, and almost gasped as his tongue began exploring her mouth, tasting her, and then started gently gliding up and down Hermione's tongue, and she returned the favor.
She suddenly pulled back, and hopped on the broom.
"Don't say anything to Ron, please."
Harry nodded.
"Farewell, Harry James Potter," she said, and kicked off from the Astronomy Tower's balcony.
As she flew towards the moon in the star-sprinkled night sky, Harry whispered to himself,
"Goodbye, Hermione Claire Granger."
He was in utter shock as his feet automatically carried him back to the common room. Realization dawned over how he'd kissed her...and how she kissed him back, most of all! Just as he stepped in front of the fat lady's portrait, he stopped short.
"She really loved me," he whispered to himself.
"Password?" The portrait asked.
"I should've been the baby's father!"
"Password?"
"She didn't really love Ron!"
"Password?"
"Everything she said was complete balderdash!"
"Thank you!" The fat lady said exasperatedly, and she swung open, revealing a very flustered Ron in the entranceway, his hand outstretched as if to push open the portrait.
"Everything who said was complete balderdash?" He asked.
"What?"
"I heard something about balderdash. Everything who said was complete balderdash?"
"Oh...it was nothing, Ron. It was from a poem in a book Hermione lent me...I just had it stuck in my head so I decided to say it aloud..."
Ron gave him a suspicious look.
"Right, well...Hermione's gone."
Harry attempted to look surprised, but Ron wasn't convinced.
"You know something, Harry. What is it?"
"Sorry, Ron," Harry said, brushing past his best friend. "I promised not to say."
Ron stared after him in shock.
"You promised something to a girl, and mind, not just any girl, but my girl, and you're hiding something very important about the girl I love from you best friend?"
Harry nodded solemnly, and then started up the staircase to the dormitories. He stopped halfway up, and said, as if an afterthought,
"Love is a very strong word, Ron, for someone who might not have returned your feelings."
Ignoring the curses coming from Ron, Harry made his way up the stairs and into his dorm room.