I Should Have Told Him.
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I was the only one who could see the tears in his eyes. I knew he wanted to leave even less than I did. Not much. My seven years at Hogwarts had felt more like three. "It's okay, Harry," I told him. But I knew it wasn't. We had loved Hogwarts. And now it was all over. We had graduated and were at the station. We would be going different ways. And this was my last chance to tell him how much I cared for him. If I wimped out now, I'd never forgive myself. I had no reason to wimp out. Even if Harry didn't feel for me as much as I felt for him, our friendship would remain. Probably. But what if it wrecked it? I couldn't imagine not being his friend. Over the years, we'd formed a special bond. We had been so close. And I would either wreck it or change it for the better.
I couldn't risk our precious friendship to tell him how I felt. I would tell him another day.
"Goodbye, Herm," he said.
"Goodbye."
That was the last memory I had of him.
I couldn't stand what had happened. I took out the letter to read for about the twentieth time in a month.
Hermione-
Oh God! Hermi, did you hear? Harry's dead! Voldemort was just too powerful for him. I still don't believe it. His funeral's in a week. I hope you'll be there.
-Ron
I couldn't believe it either. Harry was gone and I'd never see him again. My Harry. The only person I had ever loved. I had been a fool. I should have told him. I had the chance. And I stupidly blew it. I could never tell him. The boy I love so dearly. Snatched away. I couldn't stand it. It was awful how someone so special, someone loved so dearly, could be taken so fast. He was gone. I would never get the chance to tell him. Our friendship had been so precious; his presence had lit up the room. I just want to hold him. Tell him how much I love him. Then I will be okay. I was so stupid in not telling him. But he's gone and I will never be able to tell him. I wish I had told him. I should have told him. But I didn't. And now I have to live with the fact that I could have told him, but didn't and now will never again have the chance to.
Disclaimer- I don't own anything so don't sue me. I'm broke and can't pay anyway, so it's no use.
I was the only one who could see the tears in his eyes. I knew he wanted to leave even less than I did. Not much. My seven years at Hogwarts had felt more like three. "It's okay, Harry," I told him. But I knew it wasn't. We had loved Hogwarts. And now it was all over. We had graduated and were at the station. We would be going different ways. And this was my last chance to tell him how much I cared for him. If I wimped out now, I'd never forgive myself. I had no reason to wimp out. Even if Harry didn't feel for me as much as I felt for him, our friendship would remain. Probably. But what if it wrecked it? I couldn't imagine not being his friend. Over the years, we'd formed a special bond. We had been so close. And I would either wreck it or change it for the better.
I couldn't risk our precious friendship to tell him how I felt. I would tell him another day.
"Goodbye, Herm," he said.
"Goodbye."
That was the last memory I had of him.
I couldn't stand what had happened. I took out the letter to read for about the twentieth time in a month.
Hermione-
Oh God! Hermi, did you hear? Harry's dead! Voldemort was just too powerful for him. I still don't believe it. His funeral's in a week. I hope you'll be there.
-Ron
I couldn't believe it either. Harry was gone and I'd never see him again. My Harry. The only person I had ever loved. I had been a fool. I should have told him. I had the chance. And I stupidly blew it. I could never tell him. The boy I love so dearly. Snatched away. I couldn't stand it. It was awful how someone so special, someone loved so dearly, could be taken so fast. He was gone. I would never get the chance to tell him. Our friendship had been so precious; his presence had lit up the room. I just want to hold him. Tell him how much I love him. Then I will be okay. I was so stupid in not telling him. But he's gone and I will never be able to tell him. I wish I had told him. I should have told him. But I didn't. And now I have to live with the fact that I could have told him, but didn't and now will never again have the chance to.