Hey guys! It's Anubis08!( Name will soon be changed) This is hopefully a one-shot.
Disclaimer- Do I look like J.K. Rowling? I don't own HP or JT.
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She sits there, sad and emotionless. She can't move. She can't breathe.
He's been gone for about five weeks now, and she's accepted he's not coming back.
She thinks about how they met, and how know-it-allish she was.
It's LeviOsa, not LeviosAR.
She goes back to when they- HE- saved her from the troll.
Swish and flick!
Wingardium Leviosa!
She thinks back to second year, while she was petrified, how distraught his voice sounded.
Hermione!
She thinks back to third year, when she cried into his shoulder during the whole Buckbeak incident. He smelled nice. Like freshly mown grass and spearmint.
Keep that bloody beast away from Scabbers.
It's a cat, Ronald.
She thinks about the Yule Ball, and his stupid way of asking her. And his jealousy.
Why, Hermione, you're a girl.
Next time there's a ball , pluck up the courage and ask me before someone else does. And not as a last resort!
Then in fifth year, when she beat him in a duel with a simple stunning spell.
Come on, I'll go easy on you.
Thanks, Ronald.
Stupefy!
In sixth year, she finally realized she loved him. She was jealous of him and Lavender. She was overjoyed when he said her name.
Avis Oppungo!
Er-my-knee. Hermione.
She starts thinking about this past year. The harmless flirting, the cute touches. ( Seeing him shirtless wasn't bad, either)
He was her other half. If he wasn't there, she would go insane. It's like that muggle song.
I don't wanna lose you now.
I'm lookin' right at the other half me.
It's like you're my mirror. My mirror's staring back at me.
And now it's clear that this promise,
that we're makin' ,two reflections into one.
You, you are, are the love of my life.
Then she hears Harry screaming her name.
When she goes outside, she sees him.
"Hey," he says.
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Yeah, I know. A little depressing. But it sooooo fit. I understand that JT wasn't even popular then, but give me a break.