Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Harry Potter. I'm simply playing in J.'s world. I gain nothing but relief from stress by writing this story.
Chapter One-To make her happy...
Harry's P.O.V.
The war was finally over. And everyone was so happy. They all assumed I was too. They thought my life was perfect. But the truth is...it's not and I don't think I can ever be happy again. But they don't know that and I plan to keep it that way.
You see I have been in love with my best friend, Hermione, for so long that after the war I decided that I didn't care about dating. I couldn't wait to spend the rest of my life with her. I was going to propose. I asked her parents' permission, I even bought the ring.
My heart shattered five minutes ago. Five minutes ago when I watched Hermione from a quiet corner thinking about my plan. After the party I was going to propose. And as I watched, Ron hugged her, pulled back and got down on one knee. I watched as he proposed and she happily accepted. I heard my voice join in with the crowds of congratulations. I smiled a smile that wasn't mine.I laughed a laugh that didn't belong to me.
But nobody noticed. Standing amonst these happy people my heart almost ceased beating. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted... But it didn't matter what I wanted. Fate had taken it away from me again. I felt as if my heart and soul were being ripped apart. And my life suddenly felt meaningless, what was I still living for? Everyone I've ever loved is gone. Even Hermione. Without her I am nothing...My life was meaningless.
"Harry will you be my best man?"
I heard the question, I watched as she looked hopefully at me .
"Yeah. I'd love to." I heard my answer and I saw the happiness in her eyes as she smiled brightly at me. And for one breif moment I felt whole again as she hugged me
Why am I still living?...To make her happy.