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A/N: This might be a little bit AU.
Hermione stared at Ron and Fred's coffins, trying her best to hold back the tears that were threatening to come out. The sound of the other Weasleys crying reminded her that she wasn't the only one that were mourning for them, Harry also lost his best friend and the Weasley lost two of their sons to this horrible war.
The tears fell out, it was hard for her to hold back her tears, the guilt of Ron's death was there and will probably never leave. He jumped right in front of her, taking the killing curse for her. The image of his body falling down, his eyes closed as if he was asleep was still there in her mind, him saying three words to her was still in her mind. It should be her in the coffin, not Ron, he should be here with his family.
She could feel the anger from Mrs. Weasley, who was staring at her in resentment, she blamed her for Ron's death; something she can understand after all, he died saving her and there wasn't a day that goes by that she didn't think, she should have died and not Ron. Why did you do this Ron? Thought Hermione as more tears came out of her eyes.
"It isn't your fault, Hermione." Harry told her, he was the only one that understood about why she was blaming herself. He keeps telling her that this isn't her fault yet, how can she believe him when she realized that she could have saved him from dying.
"He jumped right in front of me when Carrow aimed the killing curse on me, how can it not be my fault even Mrs. Weasley agrees." croaked Hermione looking at Ron's coffin, tears were falling even harder as she said that to him.
"It isn't your fault Hermione and don't listen to what Mrs. Weasley says, everyone knows that this isn't your fault." Harry said, he is starting to realize, how broken his best friend had became and it was starting to scare him, she wasn't the strong woman she used to be now, she is only a shell of what she used to be.
They watched as they lower Fred and Ron's corpse to the ground, both of them thinking about getting away from the Wizardly World. It was just too painful for them to be here, everywhere they look, they are reminded of their dead friends and comrades that died to defeat Lord Voldemort.
Harry looked at Hermione, who seemed to be planing, something making him want to know, what is she planing to do. He glanced to see if anyone will ease drop on their conversation before noticing that almost everyone was talking to the Weaselys (whom were sobbing) about their losses.
"What are you planing Hermione?" Harry asked, his green eyes looking at her in concern which, made her give him a small sad smile. She looked at the Weasley family, who were still crying over the loss of their sobs, before telling him about her plans.
"I am planing to go to Japan, being here won't help me heal from the horrors of this war Harry." Hermione told him, looking at Bill, who was telling everyone tales of Fred.
"Why Japan? Hermione, there are millions of countries to pick from but, why Japan?" Harry asked her. He didn't want her to be that far away, it would be nice if it was America or France but, why would she pick Japan.
"No one will expect me to be there, Harry and that is what I want, no one bothering me about the war." Hermione told him firmly. He knew what she meant, almost everywhere they went, there were the paparazzi waiting to ambush them, asking them questions about how they felt with wining the war.
"I'm going with you then Hermione," Harry told her. His best friend shook her head at him in disbelief, making him smile at her.
"Are you sure Harry? I can understand, if you want to stay here with everyone else." Hermione told him. He suddenly notice the looks of jealously that Ginny was giving to his friend that was something he had never notice on her, why would she be jealous of his best friend maybe he is just imagining that she was jealous.
"Have you picked where you are going to stay?" Harry asked. She looked at him, sheepishly before admitting to him that she hadn't thought of which part in Japan that she wanted to live.
"I do know that I want to live in a small normal town for a while." Hermione told him. He nodded in agreement, a town might be nice but, do they know, how to act normal. He glance at his best friend, who had tears in her eyes as Mr. Weasley talked about Ron, it was strange not to have him with them.
"When do we leave Hermione?" Harry asked.
"If we are lucky probably in a week time if not then three weeks at maximum." Hermione answered. He nodded that was enough time for him to adopt Teddy, the poor baby not only lost his parents but, his grandmother too.
"You got some nerve coming here Hermione!" shouted Mrs. Weasley, Hermione saw the hatred and anger in the older woman's eyes of her living and her son dying. She was thinking of the words to say to the woman that used to be like a mother to her. Closing her eyes, remembering the last words that Ron told her and how she wished that she can returned his feelings towards him.
"Ron is my best friend, I know you blame me for his death and I blame myself for his death too. I came here to say my final goodbye and thank you to him, he wouldn't want you to act like this in his funeral. He would have wanted us to smile and the same can be said for Fred, who would make jokes if he was here." said Hermione softly, praying that the older woman will see some sense.
"Molly just leave the poor girl alone." said Mr. Weasley, he didn't want his wife to start a fight in front of everyone especially now in the funeral. Hermione was thankful that she wouldn't be seeing them for a while.
A/N: Who do you think Harry should be with?