A/N: Just a bit of drabble to tide me over, I was thinking I might continue it into an actual story, however I'm no good at following storylines so it wouldn't follow the books very well… anyway, hope you enjoy!
Sky~
"How does it feel, when you see Dean with Ginny? I know. You're my best friend, I've seen the way you look at her." The voice is soft, but deep in tone, Harry looks to the woman on his right. Hermione doesn't have a chance to answer before a giggling pair walk by. One look shows the unmistakable red locks of a Weasley, and the curly blonde hair of none other than Lavender. Turning back to Harry her mouth would open, only to snap shut, his expression so full of pain, sorrow… anger, as he watches the couple walk by, oblivious to those around them. His teeth grind together and his wand raises, just as Hermione is about to whack it away he would mutter,
"Avis…" Birds immediately swarm and chase the two lovers away, Harry's form shrinks back to slump into the witch next to him. His eye water profusely now, he turns just a bit more into the comforting embrace awaiting him. Hermione rocks him just as a mother would her child, arms wrapped securely around the openly sobbing 'Boy who lived'. Her cheek rests atop his head, a few tears spilling from her own eyes,
"It feels like this." She whispers, hugging him just a bit tighter as they both reminisce on the love they could have had.