edited on 4.3.15
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"All my life I've been driven by perfection
Pushed it to the limit every day and night"
Perfection by Cher
Perfection
If you asked people to describe Hermione Granger, the same words would make an appearance:
Smart, Lion, Muggleborn, Know-it-all, and Perfect.
Hermione hated that word. Perfect.
She had hated it since she was little.
All her life, she was expected to be perfect.
Perfect daughter, niece, student, sister, and now witch.
Heaven forbid if she wasn't perfect.
She didn't want to be perfect- she wanted to be normal.
But what normal child can memorize something by just reading it once? What normal child was a witch?
Since, she couldn't be a perfect human. She would have to settle with being a perfect witch.
Anything else was a disappointment.
She spent her entire life being perfect. Consume by it. She wanted to prove everyone wrong.
And so she did.
She became perfect.
Everyone said it.
Perfect Mudblood. Perfect Girl. Perfect.
PERFECT.
She hated it. She hated being perfect. She never wanted to be perfect.
Her parents pushed her since she was a child. She was advanced. First to walk, first to read, etc.
If she wasn't perfect, they weren't proud.
Perfect means:
Have all Os.
Being gorgeous.
Weighing 7.5 stones (105 lbs)
Being perfect.
Hermione hated being perfect.
Suddenly, perfect wasn't good enough for anyone.
It got to her. She started skipping meals to study.
She stayed up late and got 2 hours of sleep a night.
No one noticed.
Her grades were still perfect. Her hand was still the first in the air. People took her for granted. Teachers did too.
Until it was too late.
It was Snape who first called her out. He asked a question, no one answered. He rolled his eyes.
" ."
No response.
"Ms. Granger?"
" !"
Everyone turned in their seats to see her chair empty.
Ron looked confused. Harry looked worried.
This happened all day.
And the next. And the next.
It was Dumbledore who made the announcement.
"Students and staff, it pains me to tell you this. Many of you may have noticed that Ms. Granger has not been in her classes for the past week. She is in . She has fallen into a magic induced coma.
She would be dead if she wasn't a witch and had a magical core. The healers have informed me that when she arrived, she was in critical condition.
She also lost a drastic amount of weight. She weighed 7.5 stones (105 pounds) and now weighs only 5.5 stones (77 lbs.)
The healers don't know when and if ever she will wake up. Please keep her in your thoughts. May the brightest witch of her age overcome this obstacle."
Dumbledore sat down and began to eat.
People slowly turned to their friends and began talking.
All the 6th years, just pushed their food around and thought of their classmate.
Hufflepuff thought of how to deliver food, letters, etc to her room.
Ravenclaw thought of going to the library to research cures.
Gryffindor thought of ways to sneak into .
Slyitherin thought of how dangerous magic induced comas were and of how life was different without her.
Everyday they all waited for news.
It was a normal day, when they got the news.
_ Ending 1_
Harry placed an arm around Luna.
He was shaking. He couldn't see.
It was a rainy sad morning. Perfect for today. A hand reached over gently, and took his glasses off.
They handed them back a few minutes later.
Harry put them on the see Daphne Greengrass and Draco Malfoy walking away from them.
Luna whispered. "She and Daphne were partners in Arithmancy. The night of the Yule Ball, after Ron made her cry, Malfoy found her and danced with her."
Harry's throat closed up. He didn't know this.
There was so much he didn't know about his Hermione.
Luna led him to the lake. They sat down in front. Behind them were their friends. Next to Harry were her parents.
He didn't know what to say.
Harry looked at Dumbledore and he began talking about Hermione Jane Granger's life.
Lies! He wanted to scream. There was much more to her then just grades.
Harry wished he realized it sooner.
When Lupin carried her body in, he lost it.
He screamed a horrible scream, and fell to his knees crying.
Luna knelt next to him and held his shaking body.
His year mates all looked at him in sadness.
Daphne Greengrass stood up and held out her wand and her patronus appeared.
Susan Bones was next. Draco Malfoy followed. Neville a second after. Luna raised her wand. One by one they raised their wands and cast the spell.
Harry looked up and sent his stag up.
He took a deep breath and pushed Luna away gently.
He walked up and looked at her body. She looked beautiful as always.
He leaned down and kissed her cheek.
"I love you Mione. I will win for you."
Harry walked back to where Luna was and held her hand as they all Apparited to the cemetery.
It was in Godric's Hollow. Harry had requested she be buried next to his parents.
They buried her next to Lily.
Harry's eyes landed on the five tombstones. Sirius, James, Lily, Hermione, and his.
Everyone left after they buried her and casted their magical flowers.
Harry stayed behind. He raised her wand and carved the words for her tombstone.
"I solemnly swear I am up to no good."
Harry looked at the words. He smiled sadly.
"Take care of each other."
Harry touched all the tombstones and then walked away from his family- the parents he never knew, the godfather he barely knew, and the sister he always wanted.
Luna was waiting for him by the gate.
She held out her hand and he wrapped his arm around his waist. He was glad for the Ravenclaw girl. She was like family. He didn't want to lose anymore family.
_2nd Ending_
Harry signed the paper and the healer paused at his name and then nodded.
Harry walked into to the room. His eyes landed on her small frame.
She was sitting in a chair by the window.
He gasped.
She looked so fragile. She was in a white hospital gown. Her face was pale and thinner. Harry could her collar bones sticking out. Her hair was braided. She looked tired.
She wasn't the Hermione he knew.
She turned to look at him and we walked toward her. She held out her arms and he hugged her.
She didn't hug him, she was too weak.
Harry broke down. He began crying into her hair. Hermione stroked his hair.
When he stopped she kissed his cheek. He sat down across from her but didn't release her hand with.
"How?" she rasped out.
"Don't talk. They had to let me visit. Dumbledore wouldn't let us, so we went political. There one member from each house outside along with a lord and lady. Remember when we looked up politics in the magical world. Well, in order for an underage witch or wizard to overturn an adult's ruling they need unity and at least 2 lords and ladies."
Hermione nodded.
"Neville asked his grandmother and she signed for us. Susan is Lady Bones. Malfoy took over as Lord Malfoy since his father is in prison. We begged him. I'm Lord Potter. Outside are Luna- Ravenclaw, Hannah Abbot- Hufflepuff, Daphne Greengrass- Slyitherin, and Colin Creevy- Gryffindor.
They let me in because I'm Harry Potter."
Hermione smiled at the fact, they went through all this trouble for her.
"Everyone wanted to come."
Harry started telling Hermione about everything. Hermione smiled at all the news.
The subject of why never came up for either them.
After he ran out of things to say, he looked at her.
She touched his hand.
"I'm sorry."
He looked at her but she shook her head.
"I'm tired of being perfect."
She closes her eyes and he covered her with a blanket.
He now knows what she means. And why it happened.
He feels guilty. It was his fault. He should have been paying more attention. He should have realized that being perfect was hurting her. Perfection shouldn't matter to her or anyone. They weren't supposed to be perfect. He wanted Hermione to be alive not perfect.
Hermione drifted into sleep, smiling. She now realized that perfection didn't matter. She had people who cared and loved her for who she was, not for her abilities.
Perfection didn't matter.
Harry left the room and joined everyone else. He told them that she fell asleep and they all left back to Hogwarts, planning to visit soon.
They all learned a lesson.
Perfection doesn't exist.
No one is perfect.
Perfection is impossible and the results may be deadly.
Strive for progress, not perfection- Unknown
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