This is the translation of my own fanfic. I do not own anything, all the characters belong to JK Rowling.
ps. I was always rubbish at using the proper times in translation because in my language there are only three times so sorry for the mistakes. :)
I kissed you. You kissed me back. Everything was great, well, for a while. I asked you to marry me and you said yes. We had a fantastic wedding and we were happy. We expected a baby but this was the point when everything started to go wrong. Sophie has died before you could give birth to her. I fell apart and you refused to talk to anyone. Our arguments became more frequent. One day you were gone by the time I got home and all I had left of you was a note.
"I will always love you. Sorry. Hermione"
I couldn't make myself comfortable with the thought that I might never see you again. I had been looking for you for weeks, for months and eventually I found you. I went to France after you. When we first met I was shocked. You had grown up in these six months. You just looked at me without tears, sadly and seriously. But I couldn't let you go. I hugged you and you started to cry in my embrace. You cried like a baby. I was sure that you didn't let yourself cry at all for all these months. After this our pain started to relieve and I knew that everything is going to be fine. Well, not instantly, but soon.
And now here we are, sitting with our newborn daughter and I can see that you are happy, first time in years and you are able to forget the things we've been gone through. You smile at me and in your smile I see the promise of the most beautiful future. Our beautiful future, our next many years. There will be tough times but nothing can possibly tear us apart anymore.
Now, I know for sure what I always knew deep down. Our love survives everything and worth's fighting for. I love you, Hermione.
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