BE GONE
Prologue
Harry sat down watching her sleeping. She seemed so peaceful after all the events she went through. Partly because of him. He held onto her hand, as he wished he had done it before now. It had been so long since he got to hold her in his arms and only God knows why he hasn't.
Her steady breath kept showing on the monitor. No one would believe in school if he told them they were in a muggle hospital. Healers to them were much safer, but it wasn't the same with Livia. She wasn't safe anywhere near that world.
He sighed deeply as the events of the past few months came running through his mind. Maybe it would have been different if he had taken another decision, but he was sure it had been for the best, until it was too late.
She was still safe for the moment, but he knew that it wouldn't last until he was still there, lurking around to get to him through her. He knew what he would do and he was scared that even this knowledge wasn't going to be good enough to help her.
He got up from the uncomfortable chair and walked to the window. The sun was nowhere in sight even if it was seven in the morning. Gray clouds were invading the skies as another day of rain was awaited.
"That's why I always prefered the summer. It's way sunnier." A small voice was heard.
He turned around quickly to see Livia's eyes fixing on him. The tiredness could be read all over her face, but the smile on her face was showing the happiness she was going through. He walked back to her as their lips met in a small but tender kiss.
"I was expecting you to be gone." She admitted. "It had become your trademark."
"I'm not going to let this happen again. I took the wrong decision to leave you, but it will never happen again. You're stuck with me." He forced a laugh as her hand reached for his cheek.
"Harry, you know it's not your fault." She said. "It would have happened eventually."
"I don't know, but I'm going to be there for you, no matter what." He replied hoping to avoid the rest of this conversation.
"Harry." She begged as he looked back at her. "Don't do this to yourself."
"What?"
"Put all the blame on you. You are not responsible for Voldermort's actions. He would have tried to kill all of your friends anyways because we're good people and he doesn't need that."
"It can't help much that you hang with me." He argued. "But you're right, I should't blame myself for what he does, but it's hard when friends of mine are injured, the girl that I'm in love with in constant danger because of me and now, he's going to go to you even more. He's not going to stop until you're dead."
"Then we'll fight him." She added strongly sure of her saying. "We can do this."
"No, you won't… You're… " He started, but she stopped him.
"I'm not weak, Harry." She said. "And you can't be protecting me forever."
"But… " But she once again stopped him as she leaned in for a kiss.
"No, I'm not sitting down watching you fighting, not after the year we've been through. We're going to do it together."
