A/N: Oy everyone! It's Oro4 again! And guess what? This time I'm doing Harry Potter! (Gasp!) Yeah, yeah, I know. And even better, I'm writing about one of my favourite couples! Can you guys guess? (Gasp?) Harry Potter and Hermione Granger! Yay! I'll get this moving as fast as I can! Sorry about the short chapters, I know they're short and are going to be short for a while. I have five other stories to be working on besides this. Four of which are original fiction! So any way onward to the Harry Potter fanfiction!

Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter characters, nor the plot or any of the good stuff... I just make up whatever I can and hope people will review this time around.

Hermione's Requiem

Skip the Dursley's! Onward to the Burrow!

Harry Potter also known as the boy who lived smiled at the thought of leaving the Dursley's for the bloody summer. He had a horrible one so far. All he thought about was how he wanted to leave. He thought about his final year at his most favourite place, Hogwarts and then he thought of his friends. He had a horrible feeling when it came to his friends. He had dreams more often than not, about his friends falling one by one, by the hand of the most feared wizard of all time. He imagined them trying to save him and losing their lives on his behalf. He thought of them not being with him anymore when he defeated Lord Voldemort, if he defeated him at all. And if he did, if his friends were still alive, what would they think ok him? Would he be their savior or would he be a murderer? Still yet, would he be their friend?

Harry stared into the blankness that was his room and sighed. He longed to go back to Hogwarts! He wanted to see his friends; he wanted to see everyone again. Though most of the wizarding world was in utter chaos, Harry wanted that on edge chaos more than the agonizing pain of this loneliness he suffered. Harry's head turned and he came upon staring at his calendar. He just realized it was July 31-his birthday. The Dursley's didn't do anything for him and as far as he was concerned, he didn't bloody care. They gave him a place to stay and some food, but that was it. They didn't want to do it and he certainly didn't want to be there. He didn't have love; he didn't have someone to hold on to. To give him strength in his times of need. He had a hole in his heart that pierced his soul. He wanted someone to call his. Cho Chang certainly wasn't anything of the sort and he needed someone. How foolish of him to assume Cho actually liked him for him! She had 'liked' him for his fame and nothing more. That hurt Harry more than anything. The only people who actually liked him for himself were his two best friends. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.

Ron Weasley was Harry's best mate. He had fiery red hair and loads of freckles. His family was the sweetest family ever (A/N: except an exception) but they were very poor. They lived in a large house that accommodated to their needs, though everyone still had to share rooms. Ron was very tall and had a bit of muscle on him, now that he was getting really good at Quidditch. He was never serious about schoolwork and it was amazing he didn't fail already. Of course when Harry didn't want to work, Ron was always right with him not to do it with him. Ron was very funny but sometimes got on Harry's nerves when he wouldn't stop bickering with his other best friend, whom Ron still happened to have a crush on.

Harry's other best friend was the none other that Hermione Granger. Hermione was the smartest witch of the age, or it was said. She nearly never, not knew anything and always wanted to know everything about everything. She was rather curious, sometimes more than she needed to be. She had a head of once bushy brown hair which was now curly, and wavy and rather long. It reached her lower back almost. She had eyes of brown cinnamon and mahogany. She was the reason Harry hadn't failed yet, thankfully, and she always knew what she was doing. Harry was truly grateful to have her around when most people merely saw her as a bookworm. Truly though, she was a very kind and loyal friend that knew Harry for Harry. And Harry loved her for it.

Harry heard a soft tapping on the window of his room. He looked over to see his beautiful white owl at his window. He quickly ran over and opened the window for her. Hedwig flew in and gave Harry and affectionate peck before sticking out her leg. Harry untied the letter and gave Hedwig and long stroke and an owl treat. She hooted softly and went into her cage. Harry sat down and placed the letter on his desk. Before he could open it, he noticed two more owls at his window that flew in. He saw Ron's owl, Pig, and a chocolate brown owl, which was probably the schools'. Harry relieved the packages from the owls and they both flew off into the night. Harry then noticed the large amount of items on his desk and began to open them. The first letter he received (or opened rather) was from Ron.

Harry,

Oy! Harry, Happy Birthday! It's been one boring summer without you. Hermione's gone for a while. Said she went to Bulgaria. Whatever is in Bulgaria is beyond me but she left. She said she'll be here for the remainder of the summer. I hope so. By the way, I wasn't supposed to tell you so don't tell her I told you! Anyway, you're coming to of course. Wouldn't be us without you, you know? Well, we're coming to get you whether those bloody muggles want you to go or not. Dumbledore say it's alright, even when who-know-who's on the loose. Can't figure out his change. Oh well, hope those muggles aren't giving you a hard time! See ya soon!

Ron

P.S- I'll give you your gift when you get here!

After reading the letter Harry smiled. He was going to stay over at the Burrow again. He didn't mind, he loved it there. He was around all his friends and he felt as if he had a family- a better one. One that loved him no matter what. Harry then took up Hermione's letter. He noticed it was a bit heavy, and wondered how much she wrote. Knowing Hermione, it was a good three rolls of parchment worth. Harry chuckled at his little joke and then opened the letter. Something fell out of it and onto the desk. It shined a bit from the light of his lamp. Harry picked it up and examined it. It looked like a lion with wings. It reminded Harry of Gryffindor. The lion had a hole in one of its wings and attached to it was a fine gold chain that looked as if it intertwined with three different parts to it. Harry looked closer at the chain and saw that it was in fact a pure gold chain shaped like ribbons intertwining with one another. In the fold of the chain there were inscriptions. Harry couldn't read them, they looked like Runes. Harry told himself to remember to ask Hermione what they said when he saw her again. He opened her letter.

Harry,

Oh Harry! I miss you so much! (Harry began to blush a bit) Did Ron tell you I was in Bulgaria? I bet he did didn't he! I told him to wait! That git! Can't trust him with anything can I? Sorry, Harry, I just wanted to tell you Happy Birthday Harry! I hope it's going well. The Weasleys are going to go and get you soon, I promise! Well, while I was in Bulgaria, and before I start I love Hedwig, she came and picked up the letter from me to you when I fist landed anyway, I read some really good materials of dispelling charms and things like that. I found the witches and wizards here are really good at dispelling things of that nature. I actually saw a few of them in action! (I was part of it too! It was brilliant!) I bought that necklace for you-it's supposed to be a good luck charm! It looked liked Gryffindor, so thought that you would like it! Honestly, I really hope you do. Well it's supposed to dispel charms if they are going to hit you. I am not sure if it works, I bought it on the way to the airport. Oh my goodness! I nearly forgot! I found a way to avoid the killing curse! How could I forget? I'm so stupid! Honestly! Harry, I'm so sorry I forgot! It could have been useful! I never forget things this important! Well, I hope I remember. Anyway Harry, I bet the necklace looks good on you! I'm wearing mine as well! I hope you like it enough to put it on, well I like mine. Honestly though, I really miss you! I really can't wait to see you and give to a big hug! I think you've been thinking too long in your room and I bet you haven't been following my advice and not thinking of the past-nor the future! Well I hope I helped a little in cheering you up! I hope you are well too. Happy Birthday (yes Harry it's a good day) and don't let those muggles get you down!

Love From,

Hermione

P.S- I got Head Girl! Isn't that brilliant! I get to go into the restricted section of the library now! And I won't have a problem!

Harry chuckled softly after reading her letter. It made his heart a little bit lighter and he felt a lot happier. Hermione's letters always seemed to do that to him. Ron's have a similar effect, but Hermione's were a bit different. Harry dismissed it as it just being from his lady friend. His best lady friend. Harry examined the necklace Hermione had sent him once more. After running his fingers over the ridged gold outlined, white wings, he ran them down its mane and body. Harry wondered his Hermione did the same thing. Harry chuckled softly. He realized his mind drifted off to Hermione again. It happened a lot this summer and even because he didn't know why he found it annoying- though it wasn't entirely unpleasant. Harry walked to the mirror on his closet door, and tied the chain around his neck and let the charm fall to his chest. Harry slowly fingered the chain before looking into the mirror. 'I hope you like it enough to put it on'. "I like more than you know," Harry thought. He'd have to thank Hermione when he saw her.

Harry ran his fingers across the chain again and sighed. He really did like it. He liked the way it fell onto his chest, he liked the way it felt under his fingertips and he like who gave it to him. Harry turned away from the mirror and went back to the desk. He noticed he had one letter to open. It was from the school. It was bit thicker than usual. Harry opened and read the usual things written. Hogwarts train- 11 o'clock, platform 9 3/4 same old same old. Then Harry read the second and gasped.

The next day Harry found that he already packed the night before. He heaved his trunk down the stairs and into the hands of Mr. Weasley. His aunt and uncle stared at the Weasleys with obvious distaste. Harry carried Hedwig in her cage and his wand his pocket. He barely said goodbye to his 'family' and left the Dursley's. In the car her saw his best friends mother, Molly Weasley, protective as ever, and his best friend Ron. He greeted them happily. Already he felt happy and home. The Weasleys and Harry went to the Burrow, the car not flying this time.

On the way there Harry and Ron began to talk about everything, to catch up. Harry was informed about what was happening at the Ministry of Magic and then about You-know-who. They talked about Quidditch-which Ron still greatly avoided the subject of Victor Krum. It seemed he still couldn't forgive him for liking Hermione. The two soon to be seventh year boys talked about a stupid Professor Snape, they knew DADA teacher and what was going to happen at the school (besides Harry's prophecy). The two boys had a lot of fun talking about nothing really of importance until Ron brought up the subject of last year. Harry didn't know why he had avoided the subject earlier, he wanted to talk about it now, he needed to vent. Last year at Hogwarts the golden trio had been receiving many notes from a certain dead someone. At first they thought it was a death eater and then after they showed the letters to Remus, they didn't know what to think. Harry was relieved and thought about it a lot at the Dursley's house but he wasn't sure to make of it. Not yet at least. He was glad; however, he was able to talk about it to someone.

"You know to that letter we received from that anonymous someone? Remember how we thought it was from Sirius and everyone else thought it was from You-know-who?" Ron asked in a whisper.

"Yeah? What about it?" Harry asked curiously.

"Well I still think it's from Sirius. You said it yourself, only we could touch the letter and only we could've known what was inside it," Ron said.

"Us and Dumbledore," Harry said quietly. "And since only the four of us could touch it maybe it was from Sirius. And even if Voldemort could read the letter," Ron flinched at the name, "read the letter there was no really good information in it anyway."

Ron nodded in agreement. The two of them talked for a few more minutes before falling victim to sleep. Harry never expressed it but knowing...or at least thinking that Sirius was alive brought him joy. It gave him a bit of hope for the year and it's troubles. Harry drifted off to sleep thinking of Hogwarts, a new home and his friends.

The two seventeen year old boys woke with a start. Molly quieted them when they began to speak. "Author was just startled by a land gnome." Harry and Ron relaxed and loosened their grip on their wands. With the entire wizarding world in chaos they thought nothing was safe anymore-maybe except Hogwarts. It seemed even Author was a bit uptight. The two boys carried Harry's trunk to the steps of the Burrow. Author carried everything else of Harry's. Harry was quite surprised to see Fred and George there, not to mention, Charlie and Bill who was with Fleur. Ginny was sitting by a very blue haired Tonks, a moody Moody, various others within the Order. Harry was happy Lupin was there, he was the closest thing to Sirius now that was visibly alive. Harry looked around he noticed two people missing within the crowd of many. Percy (who got let back into the family) and Hermione. Ron noticed and voiced the question.

"Where are Perce and Hermione?" Ron asked.

Fred and George took upon themselves to answer.

"Not to worry," Fred said.

"He's coming with Hermione," George continued.

"Something's happened," Fred recontinued(is that a word?)

"Terrible lot they are," George said.

"Simply mortifying," Fred finished.

Ron didn't like that answer at all, neither did Harry for that matter.

"What happened to Hermione and Percy?" Harry asked getting a bit worried.

Molly stopped them before they could continue and get anymore worried.

"Now Ron, take Harry up to the room, I bet you two are tired of carrying his trunk," Molly said smiling. It was more like a command. Ron got the hint and showed Harry his room. They didn't stop being worried for their best friend. She was their only female companion. Only one in their inner, this is. Ron flopped onto his bed as Harry placed his things down. They were very worried but they didn't know how to express it. Hermione was usually the one that vented the worry for them. Still they were very, very worried.

The two friends went down the stairs and into the kitchen. Ginny was there sitting down at the table. She said the Order was having a meeting and she couldn't get in- and neither could they. Ron decided to give Harry his gift. He looked in one of the drawers for a minute than another and another. He finally asked Ginny where Harry's gift was. She said that Mrs. Weasley had it. Ron sighed. He sat gathered two plate and put one in front of Harry. He began shoveling food on his plate. Harry did the same, the boys began to eat. Ginny rolled her eyes and watched them eat, there wasn't much else to do.

Harry had been finishing his second helping when there was a sudden loud pop and a few surprised yells. Ginny was first to the door only because she was closest. Harry was close behind, and Ron was last because he was trying to eat more. Harry nearly bumped into Ginny as he ran in and Ron completely ran into him, nearly knocking him over. Harry and Ron gasped. Percy had just apperated into the living room with Hermione in his arms. Two other people apperated holding Hermione's things. They apperated back after Hermione said her thanks.

"Mum, Dad," Percy said. "Hermione, you're safe now. Dumbledore will be here in a minute. I must leave. We still have to modify people's memories.

"Thanks a lot Percy! I really appreciate this! I hope I wasn't too much trouble," Hermione said a bit apologetically.

Percy dismissed it and disapperated.

Harry and Ron were the first to move but then nearly the whole house moved to greet Hermione. Hermione was greatly flushed. Molly shooed everyone out of the room, with the exception of the Order members and Hermione. Ron was pissed but dare not go against his mother. That would be certain death. After everyone left a meeting was held, another person apperated and entered the voice of the Hogwarts headmaster- Albus Dumbledore. Harry was quite eager to know what was happening now. If Dumbledore was involved then surely it was important. And if so, wouldn't Harry and Ron be allowed to know what was going on if their best friend was involved? Ron sulkily sat down with Ginny and waited to know what was happening. As if he knew what was going on, Dumbledore appeared and walked to his students.

"Professor, what's going on? Is Hermione alright?" Harry asked almost immediately.

Albus Dumbledore smiled, his eyes were.

"Yes, she if quite fine," he said with a calm voice. "She had requested that you don't come in right now. Knowing you wouldn't listen, she asked if you could wait in Ron's room."

She knew it would happen but she did it anyway. Hermione could hear Harry and Ron's protest from the living room and grinned sheepishly. Still, as soon as Dumbledore returned she continued her story. Harry and Ron were in Ron's room talking about what they thought Hermione was talking about. All throughout their conversation Harry, unknowingly, stroked the braided gold chain that was around his neck. Ron took noticed after a while (since it began to bother him) and inquired about it. Harry felt the corners of his mouth twitch upward.

"I got it from Hermione for my birthday," Harry said barely containing his grins. He took out the chain and showed it to Ron, never letting it leave his neck. Harry thought there was a glimpse of disappointment on Ron's face when he said Hermione's name but Harry ignored it. Ron gaped at the necklace.

"Wow! It's awesome! Knowing Hermione it does something! What does it do?" Ron asked excitedly.

Harry remembered the letter Hermione had sent him for his birthday.

"It's supposed to repel charms and spells. I am not sure if it actually works though," Harry said. He noticed wicked Ron's grin.

"You want to see if it works?" Ron asked smiling widely.

"Yeah!" Harry said grinning madly. Ron took out his wand. Harry took out his own just in case. The stepped a few feet away from each other just in case. Ron raised his wand. After a second he lowered it. Harry looked confused. He inquired as to what was wrong. Ron replied that he didn't know what curse to use. Harry laughed and Ron joined in after a few seconds of being confused. Harry told him to do any spell. Ron nodded. He raised his wand and was about to say a spell when his door opened. Hermione walked in looking at the two boys suspiciously.

"What are you two doing?" Hermione asked narrowing her eyes a bit. Ron laughed sheepishly.

"I was about to curse Harry, why?" he asked.

Hermione shook her head.

"Sorry I asked," she muttered.

"So are you going to tell us Herms?" Harry asked. He just realized he used a nickname for her, and he liked it.

"Herms?" Hermione inquired.

Ron laughed.

"Mione," he said, "we want to know what happened."

"Mione?" Hermione asked a bit frustrated. "You two just can't say my name any more?"

The two boys laughed.

"No, we can't," they said together.

"It's a sign of our affections," Harry said smiling. For some reason he felt relieved for saying that, again he had no idea why.

Hermione sighed.

"Insufferable gits," she muttered.

Harry laughed again. After a few minutes the three of them were sitting and listening to Hermione's account of what happened. Harry was finding it hard to listen to the words she was saying; he was quite absorbed in her voice alone. Harry mentally kicked himself. He didn't know why he thought of such things but he had to start paying attention.

"...and I felt something really familiar, like the train in our third year. I asked my mum if she had felt anything, and naturally she replied no. So I thought nothing was wrong. Boy was I wrong. Out of no where some bloody git start fricking screaming his bloody head off! I mean that was the last thing we needed! And then I saw what they did. There were dementors... loads of them; apparently there wasn't a plane full of muggles like I thought. But there were many, more than I needed to be there. And somehow they caused the pressure in the cabin to change. Ron, that makes the plane crash, by the way. And then, one by one the widows began to just, bend outward. It was horrible," Hermione said as she placed her head in her hands. She continued though.

"Oh god, it got worse. The door came off throwing everything off balance. I mean, the dementors came onto the plane. People were screaming and yelling and god, I was such a bloody coward. They took someone's soul right in front of me! And I felt it, all around me. I felt like retching, honestly. My body shook and I felt cold and scared, to say the least. And another got their soul taken away, and I... I could do nothing. I hate myself for it, really, I do. And I'm supposed to be the bloody smartest witch. Yeah, fricking' right," Hermione gasped and held her head once more. A look of utter anguish appeared on her face. Harry hated that look with an utter passion. But before he could do anything Hermione started again.

"Well it gets better, trust me. A man did it, the Patronus charm, thank god. He saved my life. He told me to do it myself. I am so happy he reminded me. I preformed it as well. We drove the dementors out of the plane. The wizard gave me chocolate and then the plane started to descend downward. I fell, my parents were holding on to each other. Many people were screaming once more. I was told to get the people to safety. The wizard was going to steady the plane- said something about me going to help the people. So as quickly as I could I preformed the greatest protect spell I knew- "Protectum Minatisium"."

"What the hell is that?" Ron asked wildly.

"Advanced book of spells, volume three, book five, chapter seven," Hermione replied and Harry snickered. Hermione continued. "However I felt really weird doing it. I felt as if...as if I wasn't really doing it at all, you know. Honestly, I don't know. Well we got the people to safety. I was home, the Ministry of Magic officials were apperating everywhere, honestly, something about underage magic. I would think it was a bloody dire situation then- but no. Sorry everything was sorted out. Percy came to get me and here I am. Oh wait did I mention that a Death Eater broke out of Azkaban?"

"No you bloody well did not!" Ron yelled.

Hermione shrugged. After everything they have been through, a few Death Eaters were like a piece of cake.

"Well, yes, Harry, as much as I don't look like I care, I do. Please, be on your guard, okay?" Hermione asked smiling. Harry just couldn't see how she could be happy but figured, if she was than anyone could be.

"Oh Ron," Hermione said as if she just remembered something important. She looked through her pockets and found what she was looking for. When Harry saw the object he fingered his chain again. Hermione handed Ron a chain with a charm quite like Harry's but the position of the lion was different. Ron looked surprised but grateful.

"Awesome! Thanks 'Mione!" Ron said smiling. He received a gift from Hermione! He didn't care if it Harry had one to, at least he received something from her.

Hermione smiled. Harry did as well.

"Now we're the same!" he said.

Ginny was in the room too, but no one noticed until she spoke.

"Wait, what about me? I don't get one?" she asked upset. Hermione turned around quickly.

"Oh sorry Ginny, I didn't have enough money for three, they were really expensive!" Hermione lied.

Ginny was furious. (Not like it matters)

"If you just didn't want to get me one you should have said so!" she yelled. She stormed out the room. Hermione looked down, but smiled regardless. Harry and Ron laughed.

"Wow, you're a horrible liar," Ron said. Hermione nodded.

Harry smiled. He knew that Hermione got gifts for her two best friends. They were the golden trio, the only ones who had a close enough bond to appreciate everything they did together. Ginny wouldn't understand- no one would. It was something that only the three of them could comprehend. They were the golden trio. Harry, Ron and Hermione had something Ginny would never understand. Harry liked his gift though. He could tell Ron liked it too, but probably because it was from Hermione.

"I wanted to say before, Herms, thank-you. I love it, really I do," Harry said smiling. Hermione beamed at him.

"You're welcome," Hermione said.

The next day everyone within the Weasley household went to Diagon Alley. Harry still hadn't told them what was on his letter from Hogwarts, nor was he going to anytime soon, it seemed. Harry and Hermione went to Madame Malkin's robe shop to get their new robes while the Weasleys went to get the supplies. After buying the robes, Harry and Hermione passed the book store. Hermione dragged Harry in there and bought a book of advanced spells. Harry rolled his eyes all the same when he saw Hermione's light up at all the new things she was going to learn. After purchasing their books for school they went to the supply store. On the way to the supply store Harry kept on listening to Hermione, while she read some of the spells to him. She kept on going "oh!" and "wow!" Harry laughed when they got into the supply store. He'd be lying had he not said he didn't learn anything new, and the spells could be taught at D.A. meetings.

Harry and Hermione met up with the Weasley family. They bought their school supplies while Hermione read Harry some more spells. Harry thought he heard something interesting so he looked over Hermione's shoulder at the book. At the top of the page there were a list of spells, under them were how to perform them, and pronounce them. Both Harry and Hermione's eyes popped out when the book mentioned something about avoiding the death curse. Hermione had no idea what to do, she was torn between shouting in excitement and shouting in disbelief, Harry could tell.

"Harry!" Hermione whispered breathlessly. Harry was already ahead of her and was reading through the whole thing. He was excited as well, but he couldn't tell if it was because of the new information on the Avada Kerdavra curse or the fact that Hermione was so close. He noticed that she smelled of cinnamon. Harry had no idea what was going on with him. Since when did he just start thinking Hermione smelled good? Of course it could be out of appreciation for her, but he, as a male was noticing her definite curves as a young woman. A best friend didn't think like that about each other. Something was without a doubt wrong with Harry. But these new sensations weren't completely bad... were they?

"Harry," Hermione said again. She was smiling. "We have to try this when we get to Hogwarts! It'll be awesome!"

Harry nodded all feelings of anything aside.

"Right, I trust you more than Ron with a wand, so you had better be mine partner," Harry said grinning.

A loud 'hey!' sounded behind the two people whose names both started with H. Hermione giggled.

"Sorry Ronald, I can't let you have Harry all the time can I?" Hermione asked smiling.

Harry had a feeling this was going to turn out of be a contest of lewd statements from Ron and Hermione and somewhere in the middle would Harry join in. Since their sixth year the trio had been getting closer to each other. It came to the point where neither of them cared if they started to speak to each other in ways that they would have not normally spoken to each other in. Last year at Hogwarts, the three of them started saying rather blue statements to one another just for a laugh. The purpose was to get Harry back on his feet. Harry was happy it did. He enjoyed speaking to Hermione in a way where guys usually just speak with guys in. But neither he nor Ron went over the edge. That was reserved only for the guys. Harry heard a "gods only knows what happens with you two in the dorms", and Ron replied with a "well I have make up the time with Harry every time we snog 'Mione." Harry felt like chipping in too. "Well you know Ron, we've been doing more than snogging, and I think Herms needs more attention." Hermione laughed and responded with a "What do you mean Potter? I woke up in your bed last night." The trio laughed quite a bit until they reached the Leaky Cauldron. They stayed behind everyone else in order to have their fun conversation. They knew none of it was meant, just a bit of fun that's all.

The week passed and the students returning to Hogwarts found themselves going to go to catch the train. Harry and Hermione bid the Weasleys farewell and boarded the train. Ron was kept a bit longer. Soon, however, the trio found their own compartment. Hermione went to go give instructions. Ron already knew and stayed with Harry, since he wasn't a prefect. Harry didn't mind. He had a smile on his face the whole time.

A/N: All done! Oh, this is the spell check! So nothing really changed!