I Don't Know You Anymore Than I Know Myself
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"Mione," I love you" Said Harry through tears, as the rain slowly began to soak through his white clothing to his skin.
"No you don't Harry Potter." "You don't know, your too young ,... I don't even know," cried Hermione as she clung to Harry's drenched body, resting her face on his shoulders.
"What's not to know Mione, You either love me,...or you don't...Please...talk to me."...
"I have nothing to say anymore Harry...I'm sorry.."
"You never talk to me anymore...I hardly know you...I want to know you so badly Mione,...I love you." " I miss you...so please...please...tell me everything...
"Maybe someday you will know Harry Potter,...but not today,...because right now,...I'm trying to figure things out for myself,...I am the one that needs to know"..."I'm sorry."
Hermione turned her head and kissed Harry on the cheek...Raindrops had turned into tears, and Mione was swallowed by the storm as she walked away...
"I love you." Harry whispered for the last time,...as he collapsed into the mud, wishing he too new for himself...what was going on in his own head...
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