Story: Take
Away
Author: Jackie (J.E.A.R.K.Potter)
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Harry starts looking at Ginny when he promised Hermione the world. She can't take it any more, so she wants the world to take away her life.
Disclaimer: I own the poem (which I wrote for English)
Take Away and the plot. J.K. Rowling owns the characters. No money is
being made off of this work of fiction. Do not copy down (without
permission) or sell the poem Take Away as your own.
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(A/N --
Thoughts are in italics and the poem is in bold. --
Jackie)
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Chapter 1
Take Away
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Hermione watched as Harry held Ginny's hand under the table in the Great Hall. She shook her head and went back to eating. No one seemed to notice as the young girl started to have water droplet form in her eyes but refused to let any of them fall as she ate.
"Hermione!" called a voice from down the table. Of course, it was Ron. He sat right by Harry while Hermione sat by Ginny.
"What?" she asked softly.
"What's wrong?"
Wow, he actually sounds concerned, Hermione thought.
"Why don't you and Herm go on a walk, Ron?" Ginny suggested as she smiled up at Harry, then whispered something in his ear.
"No! I mean, that's all right, I'm just going to go... Go..." Hermione never finished her sentence. She got up from the table and walk a little too fast away.
She sang, "Take away my laughter
Take
away my soul
But you'll never take away my future
Because he's
carved into my heart"
Hermione fled to the library. It was her safe haven. When Harry had called it quits with Hermione, she didn't cry. She came here and started to. No one paid attention to the girl who sat behind a thick book. She went and grabbed the heaviest book she could find, and then went over to the south corner.
Young students from all years were in the room but none noticed Hermione, no one at all. If you looked over at her, she looked fine. You could not tell that she was crying.
She sat alone to cry Take away my
laughter
As she watched the
others be
Now that is why she's saying...
Take away my soul
But you'll never take away my
future
Because he's carved into my heart
Hermione got up and put away her book after she was done crying. She wiped away her tears so no one again would look at her. She slowly walked out of the room and up towards the Gryffindor Common Rooms.
All of a sudden, someone knocked into Hermione.
"Oh, I'm sorry... Hermione! What the bloody hell are you doing walking so fast?" asked Harry. He bent down and picked up Hermione's books for her then handed them to her.
Hermione blinked. "I... I was just tired, I guess."
"Read a little to much? Eyes get tired from reading tiny font?" Harry smiled.
Hermione managed to crack a small smile. "You caught me, Harry."
"Hey, what was up with Snape's assignment today? Fifteen roles due tomorrow at the beginning of class?" Harry shook his head.
"Snape being Snape. It's the start of terms; he's always got to prepare us for the harder things. Wait, that's only him," Hermione rolled her eyes.
Harry laughed. "Nice one, Herm."
Hermione only smiled slightly.
Harry paused for a moment. "Hey, do you want to meet me out by the lake? You know, our spot? I'll be there around ten o'clock tonight, when I can get away from --- GINNY!" He looked over to another part of the hallway to see Ginny Weasley standing there, tossing her hair as she talked to some Hufflepuff. He didn't bother to say good-bye or anything else about meeting her. He just went over to Ginny and started to walk off with her.
She saw him in the
hallway She sang, "Take away my
laughter
They joked just like old times
Then he saw another
And
took her off the the side
Take away my soul
But you'll never take away my
future
Because he's carved into my heart"
Hermione decided that maybe Harry would be there at the lake, just like he always was when they needed to talk when they were going together or any other time when they were just friends. She went back to the common room and started to do her homework. Hours passed before she realized that it was almost ten. She got up with her prefect badge in hand. If she were caught, she'd have an excuse for being out. She could say that she had over heard that children were going to be out of the grounds after hour.
Not really watching
anything else, she headed out to the lake. It was sort of dusty
outside as she sat down by the tree to wait for Harry. Maybe he
couldn't get away from Ginny, she thought. No! He promised
he'd be here, just like old times. He said he'd always be here!
A rustle in the wind seemed to reassure Hermione that Harry was not coming that night. Nor would he be coming any other night. "He doesn't love you," she said softly to herself. She got down on her knees and started to cry.
(A/N -- Few alterations from the poem/story -- Jackie)
She waited for him on the park bench
Where he
said he'd always be
She looked around in the dusty wind
To only
fall unto her knees
She sang, "Take away my
laughter
Take away my soul
But you'll never take away my
future
Because he's carved into my heart"
Hermione ran all the way back to the rooms. She burst into the room where she knew no one else would be. Her room mates all had boyfriends. They'd stay with them. She went over to her bed and laid down her head.
Why am I doing this? It's torture to believe that Harry could care for me. Why would he? Why, she thought as she cried.
Shaking her head, Hermione made a decision. End her life that night or go on knowing Harry would never love her like she loved him. He broke all over her promises. He didn't love her...
She grabbed a piece of
parchment and quill. Quickly dipping it in ink, she wrote, "I
must say good-bye to all of my friends." Underneath it, she
wrote ever last one of her friends and teachers that she liked,
besides Harry. She did not tell Harry good-bye. Slowly, she reached
over into her drawer and pulled out her wand. Without another thought
going
through her mind, she whispered, "Avada Kedavra note."
A blinding green light raced through her wand and Hermione fell
limp.
She laid her head down She sang, "Take
away my laughter
On her pillow in her bed
No
more she'll cry over him
Because tomorrow she'll be dead
On a
piece of paper
She wrote her good-byes
Then she slowly picked
up the knife
To end her life that night
Take away my soul
But you'll never take away
my future
Because he's carved into my heart"
Harry was sitting with Ginny down on the Quidditch Pitch. They were having a great time. Most of it was snogging, but Harry wasn't complaining. Then, right in the middle of a wonderful session, Harry felt a tinge in his heart. Part of him wasn't there. (Hermione!), he thought.
"Gin, I--- What time is it?"
"Why did you stop?"
"I need to know the time. I got a game tomorrow..."
"Fine! Just go!" she said.
Harry didn't waste a second. He grabbed up his broom that was lying next to him from Ginny and his earlier flight and flew up to where he knew Hermione's window was. He at first looked in, but it was pitch black so he went barreling in.
Jumping off the broom, Harry went over to Hermione's bed and drew open the curtains. "No!" he loudly whispered. Pulling Hermione up into his arms, he rocked her back and forth.
"You can't die on me, Hermione. I... No, you just can't die," he said softly. "Merlin, please, don't let her be dead," he prayed.
He
rushed in through her window "Take
away my laughter
To see her lying there
He rook her
up in his arms
And started to pray right there
Take away my soul
But you'll never take away
my future
Because she's carved into my heart"
As if hearing the pray, Hermione's eyes began to open. When was in shock. Where am I? Wait... "Am I gone?" she asked Harry.
Harry shook his head. "Hermione..." Again, shaking his head, he leaned down and kissed her.
"What... I am dead. You..."
"I'm always there," he whispered.
She opened her eyes to see him
there They
sang, "Take away my laughter
And asked aloud if she was gone
He shook his head and
kissed her
Then whispered, "I'm always there"
Take away my soul
But you'll
never take away my future
Because you're carved into my
heart"
Hermione and Harry ended up together, just as
Hermione wished they would. No longer did she want to kill herself.
She was happy that she loved someone and they felt the same way about
her. No longer did she want the Earth to let her be a Take
Away.
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(A/N -- Stupid, I know. Please review! -- Jackie)
