A/N um…this is my first fic…so please…I'm begging you…please review…I need it for my inspiration to finish this fic…harharhar…I hope you'll like it…bye!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in here…well, except the one's I'm going to create…but…the rest…its J. K. Rowling's possessions…not mine…
A/N The Italic Words are Point of View of the Characters...
Introduction:
29th of August, the sun was shining bright in the wizarding world. It's been a month since the battle of the century has finally ended. Harry Potter faces his one and only nemesis, Lord Voldemort. Harry uses Avada Kedavra on him. At last, triumph was at the hands of the wizarding world. After the battle, Harry was rushed to the Hospital Wing immediately. Madam Pompfrey immediately gave him medications and she did everything she could possibly do. Harry was in a coma for 3 weeks after receiving so many curses from the Death Eaters and Lord Voldemort himself. It was just a miracle that he'll survive. After waiting for 3 weeks, Harry finally woke up. It was a miracle for them. But for the Weasley family, after waiting for Ron to wake up for almost 4 weeks…there wasn't any miracles. Ron died. Madam Pompfrey informed his family that Ron hasn't made the recommendations that his body needed. The curses that Ron receives really affect his body system. Thus, he didn't survive.
Well it's been a year, since Ron died. How I wish I could…hold him again. I loved Ron, more than a friend. Cared for him, more than a friend. Shared everything to him, more than a friend. I even looked at him, more than a friend. How I wish I could go back to the time when I could whisper to his ears, "I love you". I never expect it to be this hard. Its hard waking up each morning realizing the man you would share your life with wasn't coming back. It's hard to put a smile on your face and say to the people around you, that you're ok. It's hard to sleep at night because all you could think of is…him. And also, it's really hard to accept that Ron died and he never ever will come back. Never…
"Hermione?" Harry calls from the outside of her bedroom. Hermione quickly wipes the tears that have gone dry on her cheeks. She was leaning on the window, crying and thinking about Ron. Not minding the bright sun that was brushing her face. "Come in." she said while still staring outside.
Harry opens the door and enters the dark room. Since Ron passed away, the lively room of Hermione became like a dungeon. There are no lights in the room except the light that was coming from one window of the room. All of the curtains are closed. Everyday, Hermione sat on the window sill and she just stares outside the window, until it was time for bed. Harry walks over to Hermione and sits in front of her. Touching her cheeks, "Hermione, are you ready to do this?"
Hermione looks at him with teary eyes. "Yeah."
"Are you sure to do this?" Hermione brings her knees close to her chest. "Yeah." Harry stops touching her cheeks and was now looking at his own hands. "If you don't want to, just say no."
Hermione looks away. "I know it's hard but I have to do this. I want to see him, Harry. I want to see him in peace. I never had been in his burial. Now is the right time to see him and just talk to him. Now is also the right time I accept the reality that he's not coming back."
"So do you know accept that his dead?" Harry looks at her. Hermione looks in the eyes of her long-time friend and smiles. "Yeah. I know he's just right here. Guiding us. I can feel Ron everywhere. I know he will always love me. And I will always love him…"
Hermione was now looking at the sky. Harry stood up and lends a hand on Hermione. She grabs it and hugs him. "Harry? Promise me, you'll never leave me and you'll be there no matter what?" Harry tightens the hug they were sharing "I promise."
Hermione pulls away. "Now, go out!" She motions to the door while smiling. "I've got to take a shower."
"Ok.", Harry gives a sweet kiss on Hermione's cheeks and left.
As she watched the door closed, she decides to begin with a fresh start. She begins to open the curtains that were closed. She gathers all the things Ron has given to her. She puts all of it in a box. She secures it with a lot of packaging tape and sets it in her bed. After bringing back her lively room, Hermione picks some semi-formal clothes and heads to the bathroom for a quick shower.
Hermione steps out of the shower and dries herself. She puts her clothes on. She was wearing a spaghetti strap blue blouse with a black knee-length skirt and blue stilettos. She goes to the mirror and brushes her hair. After blow drying it, she gets a black hair pin with a blue flower on it and puts it in her hair. Looking for the last time in the mirror, she exits the bathroom. Hermione saw Harry holding a tray with foods in it and he was just staring at the box on her bed. "Ahem…" Harry turns and looks at her. "Why are you staring at the box, Harry?"
"Well, um…I'm just curious what was inside that box?" And can you explain to me this sudden change of environment? Because just a moment ago, this room was like a dungeon and now, I feel like I'm in fairyland. What happened?" Harry places the tray on the window sill.
"Nothing happened, Harry. It's just that as I've said earlier, I already accept it. And I'm just rebuilding my life." Hermione was now putting earrings. "That box you were staring at, well…those are the things Ron gave to me. I'm putting it away. No…I'm not putting it away…you're going to help me burn it."
"WHAT!" Harry's jaw dropped and his eyes were wide in shock.
"Are you sure you want to burn those things? I mean…I know those things have sentimental value for you. Why do you want to burn it?" Hermione walks over to the window sill and sat down. "Well, I want to start again because we have only two days left in this summer vacation. Don't worry, I wont regret it." Hermione starts digging her food and she was now eating scrabble eggs.
Harry pulls the chair in Hermione's study table; place it beside Hermione and sits down. "Are you sure? Because you might regret it in the end. I just don't want you to hate me for burning those things that Ron gave to you."
Hermione giggles at him. "Yes. I'm sure and no…I'll never regret it. Don't worry." She winks at Harry and continues to eat her food. Harry picks the newspaper at the bedside table and starts reading it. "Do you want some food, Harry?"
Still reading, "Nope, I'm full. You mother cooks for me like she was cooking for an army. I was forced to eat blueberry pancakes, waffles with chocolate syrup, eggs, bacons, toasted bread and even rice. Every breakfast delicacy you would ever imagine. She gave it to me. I'm lucky, I'm here with you."
Hermione was laughing. "Now, you're laughing!" Hermione drinks her mango juice. "Well, she's fascinated by you. You can't blame her. She never had a son. So I think she was too excited to have you here for vacation. Oh, Harry…I forgot to tell you. I made Head Girl this year!"
Harry gasped and said, "Congratulations, Mia! I know you deserve it!" He engaged her with a hug. After so many minutes has passed, Hermione breaks it while Harry looks at his watch. It was already nine o' clock in the morning. "Mia, I think we should go. It's already nine o' clock." Hermione immediately finishes her food. "You go ahead. Just wait for me in the car, I'll brush my teeth and say goodbye to my mother."
"Bye, Mom!" Hermione waved goodbye and she closes the door behind her. Harry was now at the passenger's seat, waiting for her. Hermione enters the car. "Sorry, if it takes a while my mom talks to much. Sorry if I keep you waiting." Hermione applies lip gloss on her lips and puts "blush on" on her cheeks.
Harry was studying Hermione apply make-up on her face. "It's ok. Why are you applying those things?" Hermione stops looking at herself in her mini mirror and thinks for a minute. "Well I just want to be beautiful for Ron. And for your information, this are called make-up not 'things' Harry." Hermione proceeds on what she was doing. She motions to the driver to drive to the John F. Kennedy Airport.
"So, are we going to shop for supplies for the school year when we get back?" Harry asks Hermione. Hermione turns to look at him, "Yeah. We should do that tomorrow…I guess. And the day following tomorrow, we should pack our stuffs. Is that ok?" Harry nods in agreement. Hermione outs her Chanel sunglasses on and looks away.
It will be a two long boring drive to the airport. Hermione, what a fucking fresh start.
Hermione wakes up in a white room. She wonders for a bit. She sits up and realizes that there was someone beside her, sleeping. He had red hair and he looks very familiar. Noticing it was Ron, Hermione begins to wake him up. She shakes Ron forcefully. "Ron wake up! Please, wake up!" Ron stirs for a bit and slowly opened his eyes. He looks at Hermione, "Hey, baby. Why? Is there something happened to you?" Hermione was now crying. Realizing she was now crying, Ron wiped the tears that were falling down her cheeks. "Why are you crying?" Ron sits up, "Tell me…" Hermione hugs Ron. "Baby, I miss you."
Ron pulls away from Hermione, "Why do you miss me? I'm always here, guiding you and Harry. Hermione…you know I'm in a place far away from all of the one I loved…but…that doesn't mean that I forgot about all of you. So, you're visiting me?" Hermione nods. "Baby, I miss you too. Just remember…I'll always love you…forever." Ron leans on Hermione and gave her a passionate and final kiss.
"Hermione wake up!" Harry was shaking her. Hermione wakes up, "Am I sleeping?" "Yeah, I thought you had nightmares." Noticing Hermione was crying, Harry picks up some tissue that was place on the seat in front of them. He wipes the tears trickling down Hermione's face, "Why are you crying? Do you want to share with me what you dreamt?" Hermione puts away her sunglasses, "Harry, I dreamt of Ron. He was happy where he was. I told him I miss him. He said he'll love me…forever." Harry was confused, "That's it?"
Hermione pauses for a moment. "Well…after he said that, he kissed me. And you wake me up." Harry leans against his seat, "Sorry for waking you up…" Hermione looks at him, "Don't be sorry. Its ok." Hermione looks up; they were now at the gates of the airport. "Harry, do you have our plane tickets?" Harry picks up the bag beside him and pulls four airplane tickets. Two tickets to go to London and two tickets back in New York.
The car stops in front of the airport. The driver gets out and opens the door for them. Hermione gets out first, then, Harry with a knapsack in his shoulders. They were investigated first before then to the ticketing booth. Ten minutes has passed, they were now at the airplane, sitting on the first class section of the plane.
It was already four in the afternoon, Hermione and Harry was now at the cemetery. When they found Ron's grave, Hermione place a vase of flowers that they purchase outside the cemetery. "Hermione, I'll leave you here so that you could talk to Ron in private. Don't worry about me. I'll just go for a walk. I'll come back after you finish your talk with him." Hermione nods and Harry walks away from her.
She faces the grave. It says there,
Ronald Yran Wealey
Born: January 5, 1987
Died: July 19, 2003
A beloved son and brother…
We will always remember and love you...
"Baby, how are you? I hope you're happy wherever you might be right now. Thank you for visiting me even though it was just in my dreams. I really appreciate it. Sorry, if Harry and I wasn't able to show up in your burial. We weren't allowed. But anyway, I'm here…visiting you…just checking you…if you're in peace. Hey, you know what? I'm starting to rebuild my life again but…without you." Hermione was now crying. "I can feel snobs you want me snobs to move on snobs with my life. So I'm planning to burn all the things you've given me. I'm not saying I want to forget you…but…for me; it's a way that I could move on. I will never forget you and you know that. Thanks to Harry, he's also guiding me. He stays at our house right now for the summer. He's good on 'baby-sitting' me. Oh, I made Head Girl this year. I just receive the letter from Dumbledore this morning. I'm so excited!"
She was now laughing. "Harry and I have two days left until school starts. Tomorrow will get to Diagon Alley to shop for school supplies. The next day after tomorrow, will pack our clothes and stuffs. Monday morning will leave New York and travel all the way here in London to board the Hogwarts Express. Ahhh…that's it! And I will always love you…forever." Hermione smiles at the grave.
Harry finally joins her, "Hey, are you finished?" Harry looks at him, "Yeah." She faced the grave, "Goodbye, Ron. Don't worry I'll visit you next time." Harry places his arms around Hermione's shoulders. "Come, let's go. We've got a plane to catch. Bye, Ron and don't worry I'll guide her properly." Hermione smiles back at him.
They were now at Hermione's house. It was already ten o' clock in the evening. They finished burning the box just an hour ago. They were lying on Hermione's bed, holding hands and staring at the ceiling. "Harry?" Harry who has eyes half open replied, "Yes?"
"I'm tired, let's go to bed." Harry chuckles. "Hermione, I'm about to go to sleep when you interrupted me. Now, close your eyes and sleep. I'm also going to bed." Harry stands up and was about to exit Hermione's bedroom when Hermione stops him. "Harry, wait…" Harry stops and walks back to the bed, "Why?" With pleading eyes, "Can you just sleep here…beside me? Please?"
Harry smiles at her and joins her. A minute has passed, they fell asleep.
Hermione was wearing faded jeans, a pink t-shirt that has a sign on it that says 'MOZART' and pink flip-flops. Her hair was in a bun. Today is August 30, Saturday and they were about to shop Diagon Alley. They will again buy airplane tickets because Harry the Boy-Who-Lived is not use to traveling by floo powder.
Harry enters her room. He was wearing blue pants, vintage t-shirt and sneakers. "Hermione, when we get there can you accompany me to Gringotts Bank? I don't have any money here."
"Sure, why not."
"Do we have everything?" Hermione asked Harry while they were walking at Diagon Alley. "Let me check." Harry stops and pulls his and Hermione's checklist. Hey check every item they bought.
"Yup." Hermione was about to walk again when Harry stops her. "Wait…"
Hermione was confused, "What? Is there something we forgot to buy?"
"Listen, I've got to go…I forgot to pick it up. Why don't you go to the Three Broomsticks and I'll meet you there. Ok?" Hermione nods at him and bid him farewell.
Hermione was getting nervous, it was already passed four-thirty in the afternoon and Harry hasn't come back. She already drank five glasses of Butterbeer but no Harry in sight. At last, Hermione saw Harry running towards her. She glared at him, "Where have you been?"
Harry paused for a minute to catch his breath. "Sorry, Mia. Here take this." He hands her a black box with a white ribbon on it. "I know I'm late because I bought you something, hope you like it."
Hermione was surprised. She opened the box and held out a silver necklace with a pendant on it. The pendant was a cat that was peacefully sleeping. She frowned. She doesn't like it. This animal was her LEAST favorite animal. Why would he buy this for me? Hermione decides to give it back to Harry so she puts the necklace inside the box and hands it to Harry. "You know I love necklaces but honestly I don't like the pendant. I hate that animal. Why would you buy that? Do you want to insult me?"
"No! No! No! I thought you said you like cats. You said that to me." Hermione rolls her eyes. "Harry, that's Ginny. I like butterflies not fat stubborn cats!"
"So if you don't like cats, how would you explain Croonkshanks?"
"Its like this, before I love cats but when Croonkshanks died…it all changed. When I saw cats I get really emotional. Can we just drop this topic and leave? Because I don't want to stay here forever!" Harry smiles at her and leads her to the exit of the Three Broomsticks.
"Hermione? Can I ask you something?" They were fixing their stuff at Hermione's room the night before the school year will start. Hermione looks at him and smiles, "What is it?" Harry opens his mouth but there were no words coming out of it. Hermione was confused, "What?"
"Do you think…you could…could…love again? I mean…you know…you've said it yourself…you've moved on…" Hermione grimace at his sudden and weird question. She thinks for a sec. Harry's right…would I love…again? She taught to herself. Several minutes has passed, when she finally decides to stop debating with herself and face Harry's question. "I really don't know. I think time will only tell if I'm going to love…again. Wait…why are you asking that?"
"I need to tell you something. Do you remember that we, Ron, me and you, promise to each other that we will be honest to one another?" Hermione slowly nods her head. She can feel this isn't going to be good. "Well…I have a…crush…on…you." When she heard Harry's confession to her, she suddenly blushed then she burst into laughter. "Yeah, you're kidding right?"
Harry takes a deep breath and said, "Sadly, its true." He lowers his head and all of a sudden he became quiet. Hermione stops her outburst when she sees Harry's action. "Harry, its ok. It's just a crush." She paused and became worried. "There's nothing wrong with that…is it?"
"No…but…the worst part of it is…what I feel for you…is…more…than…that…" Hermione was about to speak when Harry added, "Don't ask me why. Because I could tell you that I don't know either." She moves over to him. "Really?"
"Yeah. Mia," He paused for a moment, takes a deep breath again and said, "I love you…more than a friend. Can…can…youbemygirl?" Hermione yelped on what he just said to her. I can't believe this…Harry likes…me? She brings her hands to his shoulder. "Harry…I'm…I'm sorry to say this, but I just look at you as a friend. Nothing else."
Harry looks at her with tears in his eyes. Saying between sobs, he said, "I…need to go now." With that he walks out of Hermione's room, leaving a guilty Hermione behind.
A/N With a broken heart...will Harry be able to face Hermione? You will find out…on the next chapter! REVIEW PLEASE!