Fleeing with your heart
Story: Harry Potter
Style: Adventure/Romance
Chapter: Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own anything recognizable
Author: Lauren
AN: Heya everyone this is my first fanfiction story so if u have any tips please feel free to let me know anyway this is my first chapter I promise to make sure the chapters start getting longer. Well on with the story!
As the young man of 17 that Harry James Potter had become, lay there, he felt a sense of peacefulness. Something he had not experienced in a long, long time! The handsome man lying there could almost sense people talking in the background but he couldn't be sure.
Suddenly he remembered- he remembered it all too painfully. He didn't want to, but as soon as the terrible events clicked into place he was haunted by the images of his past.
Hermione silently cried for the love of her life, for lying on the stiff St Mungos hospital bed in front of her was where he lay. Absentmindedly she reached across and stroked a stray lock of raven hair back; she noticed there were hushed tones coming from outside the door of the private hospital room she had fought for, for her best friend and long time lover. Curiosity as usual got the better of Hermione Granger the smartest witch of her age.
Slowly and carefully she crept forwards on her tiptoes, towards the door casting a spell on her way meanwhile muttering under her breath;
"Dear god, I hope this works,"
She whispered to incantation for the advanced snorus she had been working on, where the affects only worked for the caster!
Quietly she high fived herself and had a silly grin on her face that she hadn't had since before she graduated from Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. However the piece of news that brought her out of her gleeful state was nothing to be happy about or so Hermione thought!
"Mr. and Mrs. Granger I have brought you here to discuss the welfare of your daughter. I feel that when we tell her about, as you both agree is best, the fact we will be turning Mr. Potters life machines off…"
At that moment Hermione drowned out the rest of the world and crumpled to the ground in an emotional heap, feeling no more reason for life if they were going to take her Harry away from her!
As the healer along with Mr. and Mrs. Granger entered the fairly large room that accommodated Harry, they were shocked with what they witnessed.
Because there, lying at the foot of the bed was a sobbing girl, a young lady to be exact, a young lady with soft brown gentle curls framing her delicate face that was lined with visible stained salty wetness rolling down towards the highly polished floor!
"Oh…" Hermione's mother exclaimed as she rushed over to her only daughter's side.
"Hermione dear, whatever is the matter? Did something happen?"
"Get the hell off of me you liar, how can you all stand there and pretend everything's fine. I heard OK I heard everything! I need to know these things now how can I trust any of you ever again? How could you? I don't believe you, Harry has been through more than any of you could ever dream of and you want to throw that away? Why? How could you? And most importantly, how could you do this to me?"
The reply her mother received was at an octave that sounded remotely along the lines of a banshee, something that a mother would never ever expect to hear from their daughter. The response took almost all of Hermione's energy.
Finding a tiny bit of energy locked up inside of her she wobbled over to Harry and whispered so everyone had to strain their ears to hear.
"I think I love him,"
And after her final peace offer she bent over and kissed his head before the troubled teenager apperating away with a soft pop and a broken heart leaving three very confused adults in her wake!