Harry sat at his desk late at night and thought, as he had done many times before. He thought of all the events that had taken place for him to be sitting where he was. Sitting in the headmasters office of Hogwarts. Why had fate chosen him so many times? Why had he not been able to do more? The thought haunted him, to the outside world it looked like he had everything. Only Harry knew the truth, the only thing he ever wanted was the love of his best friend. He had been without her for years. A long 50 years ago she passed away, Harry regretted never telling her what he felt. He would never get the chance again. So now he sits in his office late and night and wonders what could have been.
Harry thought back to some of his favorite moments in his life. All of them centered around the girl he could never have.
"Harry! Harry wake up!, It's time for breakfast" Hermione shouted to his from the hallway.
Harry smiled as he put on his glasses, He got dressed and walked out of Ron's room and down the stairs. He saw the entire Weasley family and Hermione around the table eating a feast prepared by Ms. Weasley."Harry come sit beside me I saved you a spot" Hermione said then smiled warmly.
These were the times he thought she might actually feel the same way that there was some hope. But he was always reminded that there was no hope for them to be together.
"Hey Hermione, watch this" Ron shouted loudly.
As Ron did another one of his dumb tricks to try and impress Hermione. So he sat there and wanted nothing more than to be that guy, the guy that did stupid tricks to try and impress a girl. No, not a girl THE Girl the only girl he ever wanted the only girl he had no chance with. He could have anyone because he was the chosen one girl's fell all over him but he didn't care how could he when he knew none of those girls would make him happy. Suddenly there was a brush up against his hand. Hermione's hand had just grazed his and his entire body tingled his hand was on fire. How could she not feel this too? Harry was weak every time she touched him and she didn't even know. He had been lost in these thoughts because he was suddenly very aware of that Hermione had been pulling on his shirt.
"Harry, come outside I need to talk to you. Please." Hermione almost begged, not that Harry could ever say no to her but this time he would have bent heaven and hell to do anything she needed.
"Yeah for sure" Harry shuddered very obviously.
They walked out the back door and through the garden without a word. Harry broke the ice "Sooo, what's on your mind?"
"I don't know what to do about Ron" Hermione responded very quietly.
"What do you mean"
"C'mon you know"
He did know Ron and Hermione had been playing a little dance for a couple months neither one brave enough to do anything. There was no way he was going to acknowledge the love of his life wanted someone else. Not just anyone else his best friend.
"I have no idea what you mean" he lied right to her face and it hurt him so badly.
"Urgh I wish he was as easy to talk to as you are"
This is it this was his chance all he had to do was tell her but he knew he never would.
Sitting at his desk all these years later that he thought that is my biggest regret. However it was also his driving force of his project. He was going to bend the very rules of time for a second chance. Now he was the boy doing the stupid trick for the girl he loved. It was almost complete, soon he would be back there back with her. There would be so much to change firstly the Weasleys would never get close to them again that mistake will never be made again. He turned in his chair to face an empty wall save for a small hole in the middle he put his wand in the hole and he was gone.
