Because I Love You
AN: My lame attempt to write a 'normal' pairing fic. Can't blame me if it sucks; I'm a slasher. Oh, right, you can blame me. Why did I even write it in the first place then? .Well, this is for 'teddy' my very good friend! :) Hope you like! Well, not really. I just kinda thought you'd like me to write a 'non-slash' fic. Hehe. Enjoys Anyways!
Disclaimer: I disclaim.
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Chapter 1: Because I Love Harry, Love Hermione
Hermione sat down on the red velvety couch of their living room. She sighed inwardly as she tried to calm her nerves down. 'He's been gone quite longer than usual.', she thought to herself. 'Harry. please be safe.'.
Hermione and Harry Potter, couple of the century. It hadn't been long since the two had gotten married. Harry, being as he is, confessed his love for the girl on their graduation day in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hermione couldn't believe her ears. For years, she'd been hiding her true feelings for the boy, but now, she wouldn't have to do that. Two years after, they got married and settled in the wizarding world.
Although everything seems like a fairy tale, things had been constantly disrupted because of Voldemort's downfall. Much of his powers were left in the world and continued to cause accidents where the power is concentrated. Harry, serving in the Ministry as an Auror and Tracker had been coming home later and later than usual. This causes Hermione's anxiety to grow and grow, but she knew her husband could take care of himself.
However, that's not the only problem in their relationship. Some things are best kept secrets sometimes.
She sat there, watching the clock tick away time. She almost gave up and started to her room. their room, until she heard a faint knock on the door.
She stared at first, feeling quite tired to go and open it for the visitor, or whoever it was. Then decided that it must be Harry.
She opened the door and welcomed the person with a big hug.
"Harry! It's late, where've you been?"
Harry smiled slightly, but sincerely. Weird though, it seemed as if he was quite sad. But then again, who wouldn't look that way after battling Death Eaters, seeing death as their normal, everyday work. Harry surely was exhausted.
Hermione took Harry's hand and led him to the living room near the fire as Harry told his story; escapades that afternoon.
"Well, we had a raid a just this afternoon. I finally found the large group of Death Eaters I've been tracking since the last battle. Gave us a rather tough job. Even had a prisoner."
"Well, Harry. You're home now. You better get out of those wet clothes; you're freezing to death, you know."
She went to get him some clothes and a towel, while Harry stripped off his clothing, just up to his Boxers. Hermione couldn't help but watch him. Here is Harry Potter, her husband, her partner, her. lover?
True, they've been together. She truly loves Harry so much. He dwells in her heart right now and was there even then but she couldn't help but feel sorry for herself.
'Pathetic. I'm in denial.'
When Harry was done with his clothes, he looked over at Hermione and gave her a little peck on the cheek.
"Thanks. Have you eaten dinner yet?"
It was 11:47 in the evening. Of course she's eaten.
"Ah, yes I have. Would you like so-."
"No thanks. I'm fine. I just."
There was no explanations needed for Hermione. She smiled; a smile so small, it was barely seen, and went up to her. their room. She didn't lock the door. She kept it open as she knew Harry would follow soon.
She's waited for this day. She always has. She was aware, yet she took no heed of sign. How stupid for the top student of Hogwarts.
Suddenly, she heard the door creak. Then, heard Harry's voice, speaking to her.
"Mione."
"Yes, Harry? Is there something wrong?"
Of course there was.
"Well."
"Don't worry, Harry. It's alright. Just. go."
With that, Harry turned to leave the room.
'Harry. I never wanted this day to come.'
Then another click of the door was heard.
'He's gone.'
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How was it? I hope I'm doing fairly alright. How long has it been since I wrote a serious fic? Hmm. 2 years? Oh well. If you still don't get the story, better read the next chapter! It'll be up soon! :) I might even write it right after I post this fic! Gee. I'm sounding eager. Perhaps it's because. oops! That might spoil all the fun! Well, I hope you guys read and review!
trx
AN: My lame attempt to write a 'normal' pairing fic. Can't blame me if it sucks; I'm a slasher. Oh, right, you can blame me. Why did I even write it in the first place then? .Well, this is for 'teddy' my very good friend! :) Hope you like! Well, not really. I just kinda thought you'd like me to write a 'non-slash' fic. Hehe. Enjoys Anyways!
Disclaimer: I disclaim.
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Chapter 1: Because I Love Harry, Love Hermione
Hermione sat down on the red velvety couch of their living room. She sighed inwardly as she tried to calm her nerves down. 'He's been gone quite longer than usual.', she thought to herself. 'Harry. please be safe.'.
Hermione and Harry Potter, couple of the century. It hadn't been long since the two had gotten married. Harry, being as he is, confessed his love for the girl on their graduation day in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hermione couldn't believe her ears. For years, she'd been hiding her true feelings for the boy, but now, she wouldn't have to do that. Two years after, they got married and settled in the wizarding world.
Although everything seems like a fairy tale, things had been constantly disrupted because of Voldemort's downfall. Much of his powers were left in the world and continued to cause accidents where the power is concentrated. Harry, serving in the Ministry as an Auror and Tracker had been coming home later and later than usual. This causes Hermione's anxiety to grow and grow, but she knew her husband could take care of himself.
However, that's not the only problem in their relationship. Some things are best kept secrets sometimes.
She sat there, watching the clock tick away time. She almost gave up and started to her room. their room, until she heard a faint knock on the door.
She stared at first, feeling quite tired to go and open it for the visitor, or whoever it was. Then decided that it must be Harry.
She opened the door and welcomed the person with a big hug.
"Harry! It's late, where've you been?"
Harry smiled slightly, but sincerely. Weird though, it seemed as if he was quite sad. But then again, who wouldn't look that way after battling Death Eaters, seeing death as their normal, everyday work. Harry surely was exhausted.
Hermione took Harry's hand and led him to the living room near the fire as Harry told his story; escapades that afternoon.
"Well, we had a raid a just this afternoon. I finally found the large group of Death Eaters I've been tracking since the last battle. Gave us a rather tough job. Even had a prisoner."
"Well, Harry. You're home now. You better get out of those wet clothes; you're freezing to death, you know."
She went to get him some clothes and a towel, while Harry stripped off his clothing, just up to his Boxers. Hermione couldn't help but watch him. Here is Harry Potter, her husband, her partner, her. lover?
True, they've been together. She truly loves Harry so much. He dwells in her heart right now and was there even then but she couldn't help but feel sorry for herself.
'Pathetic. I'm in denial.'
When Harry was done with his clothes, he looked over at Hermione and gave her a little peck on the cheek.
"Thanks. Have you eaten dinner yet?"
It was 11:47 in the evening. Of course she's eaten.
"Ah, yes I have. Would you like so-."
"No thanks. I'm fine. I just."
There was no explanations needed for Hermione. She smiled; a smile so small, it was barely seen, and went up to her. their room. She didn't lock the door. She kept it open as she knew Harry would follow soon.
She's waited for this day. She always has. She was aware, yet she took no heed of sign. How stupid for the top student of Hogwarts.
Suddenly, she heard the door creak. Then, heard Harry's voice, speaking to her.
"Mione."
"Yes, Harry? Is there something wrong?"
Of course there was.
"Well."
"Don't worry, Harry. It's alright. Just. go."
With that, Harry turned to leave the room.
'Harry. I never wanted this day to come.'
Then another click of the door was heard.
'He's gone.'
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How was it? I hope I'm doing fairly alright. How long has it been since I wrote a serious fic? Hmm. 2 years? Oh well. If you still don't get the story, better read the next chapter! It'll be up soon! :) I might even write it right after I post this fic! Gee. I'm sounding eager. Perhaps it's because. oops! That might spoil all the fun! Well, I hope you guys read and review!
trx