(A.N.: It's been awhile since I wrote a story so I hope you like it. Oh by the way, I don't own anything!)
Summery: Hermione is feeling really alone, when someone unexpected finds her.
Right Here Waiting
The wind was fierce near the lake where Head Girl, Hermione Granger was standing; it was late October in Hermione's seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her whole body was chilled and she really could not feel much in her hands that hung at her sides but she didn't care.
The war was over Harry, had won. Now was the time of the "Golden Age." At least that was what the Daily Profit was calling it.
Hermione wondered how much better it must be for most people to be living in a time where they would not have to fear if their next door neighbors were Death Eaters or not. But Hermione really was not enjoying the same peace that the rest of Wizarding World was. Sure it was nice for a while to know that she did not have someone plotting to kill her, Harry or Ron, but she secretly missed the "Dark Times." Because Hermione's golden age was during everyone else's dark times. It was when she actually got to be with Harry and Ron. Now the two of them are always with their girlfriends.
It seemed like everyone now was in a relationship. Harry had Ginny; Ron had Lavender even Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall were showing more affection to each other. Hermione really was not jealous of them; they had every right to be happy. Then why wasn't she happy?
Another cold gust of wind whipped around her, bringing some leaves from a near by tree to gently land in the water of the lake.
A warm tear slowly rolled down her face. She promised herself she would not cry, but let the tear fall onto the cold ground under her feet. It had just been so hard for her lately, always alone in the library studying, with no one to talk to. Sure, every now and then Harry or Ron would come to her for help on the homework that they did not do. But it was not the same. Even at meals when people surrounded her she felt alone. And right now more that anything, all she wanted was to be found.
The sun was slowly setting and Hermione new that she should start heading in before it became to dark but she decided on staying out for a little bit longer, "Its not like anyone is missing me right now" Hermione mused to herself.
There was a quidditch match earlier in the day of Gryffindor Vs. Slytherin, that ended up with a Gryffindor victory. So the whole house had been celebrating all day. Harry had even snuck out of the school to get into Hogsmeade to get food and drinks for everyone.
Suddenly Hermione felt a warm hand interlock with hers. She turned her head to see whom it was, only to find Professor Snape looking out at the lake. He did not say anything, or try to remove his hand from hers, he just kept looking out onto the lake. Hermione opened her mouth to start to question him, but decided not to. Something just felt right. So instead she turned her attention to the sun that was setting over the lake, and held onto Snape's hand just a little tighter.