A/N: yep. a new fic and it's multichaps! read and review.

Disclaimer: Harry potter is mine. Yep. In my dreams!


CHAPTER 1: She's gone

Voldemort is gone. Harry Potter The-Boy-Who-Lived has just ended the reign of terror and life of Lord Voldemort. Everyone went to him and hugged him. Congratulating him in every way they could. She, however, just kept on watching and didn't went anywhere near him like she should. He looked dazed. It doesn't seem like he knows who's who.

For a few minutes it kept on going like that. She stepping away once or twice as he tried to make his way out of everyone's embrace. Then, right there she saw her chance. Harry has finally been able to walk alone. The Weasleys were helping him by stopping anyone who tries to follow him. She grabbed the chance to talk to Harry for the last time. She walked towards him, letting all the exhaustion and pain she felt engulf her for she knows; she's going to have a long rest soon.

The Man-Who-Won walked slowly, shutting off everyone and everything around him. But then, he heard someone whisper his name.

"Harry…" She stopped a few steps away from him. He turned to face her.

"Hermione..It's over we have won." He said looking at her tenderly. He seemed to notice that something was wrong with her that he took the few steps that separated them until they were inches apart.

"Something wrong, Hermione?" Even in his own state of tiredness, he still worried about others before himself.

"Harry..I..I l-love you.." It was barely audible and yet Harry heard it clearly.

"Hermione w-what?" Hermione collapsed in front him but his seeker's skill allowed him to catch her.

They were still standing or rather; Harry was still standing supporting all her weight through his own body. She placed her head in his shoulder and encircled her arms around his waist.

"When Ron left…I realized my f-feelings for you." She whispered and let a tear fall down. "But don't worry Harry, I won't be a hindrance to your relationship with Ginny. All I want is for you to be happy." More tears leaked out from her chocolate brown eyes.

Mustering all will power and strength she has left she pushed away herself from the warmth embrace of the person she loves.

"I love you, Harry. Goodbye." She let herself fall down, disapparating with a soft pop right before she touched the ground. The damages Voldemort did to Hogwarts allowed her to leave her treasured school.

Harry Potter didn't have any chance to register what she was about to do. Right there and then, he lost her best friend.

"HERMIONE!!!" his shout echoed throughout the destroyed halls of Hogwarts. But his shout could never bring her back. He was too late, way too late.

As the sensation of apparition consumed her, Hermione was thinking of the life she had with the wizarding world, with Harry. And then, she was thinking of what Harry's life gonna be without her, with Ginny. The pain she felt was strong enough to make her pass out.

......................xoxo...........................

THUMP!!!

A young man landed chin first to the ground because of the weight that fell on him.

'Bloody hell. What was that?' he thought as he gently rubbed his chin.

He slowly turned around on the ground to see what has fallen on him. He was surprised to see it was a human, a woman for that matter. He looked around but didn't saw anything or anyone aside from the big trees surrounding them. He carefully pushed the woman's body off him and he sat up. He looked at the figure lying beside him.

'Fallen angel?' he looked up in the sky as if something up there would give away the answer. Of course he didn't saw anything. He looked at the woman again whose face was hidden by her brown, bushy hair.

"Nah." He said aloud while shaking his head. 'There's no such thing as angel in this kind of world now, is there?' he pushed away the woman's hair that was covering her beautiful face. 'But then again, with a face like that she could be the devil himself trying to tempt me.' he concluded.

The woman was very beautiful even though her face had gashes. Actually, her whole body seemed to have gashes and wounds, he realized as he examined the woman. He also noticed the wand she was tightly clenching in her right hand even in her current state.

"Not an angel, not a devil but a witch, eh? Interesting." He stood up and easily scooped up and carried the woman.

Silently, he walked deeper into the forest carrying the unconscious figure of Hermione Granger.


A/N: Chapter 2 is on its way. Read and review. I just can't write happy fics, can I? Ahaha.

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