Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter… it belongs to J.K. Rowling… but in this story… I own one thing: the PLOT!.. Mwahahahaha…

The war has ended. The grounds of Hogwarts became the battleground of good and evil. A lot was lost in both sides. Voldemort was finally defeated. Harry stood there, looking at his enemy's dead body, drenched in blood.

"I…" Harry stammered. "…did it."

Ron came running toward his best friend. He was in such a hurry that he stumbled on Voldemort's body.

"Woah…" He said as he scrambled to pick himself up. Then, he stared at the body he fell on. "Is…" He asked, "… Is this Voldemort, Harry? Did you really kill him?"

Harry nodded. "I did. I just did it with one spell."

Ron hugged his best friend. "I am so happy for you, Harry. Now everyone can live in peace."

Harry smiled. "I know." Then, his eyes searched for the girl he thinks of every time he sleeps – Hermione. "Where's Hermione?"

Ron let go of Harry. This time, he wasn't smiling. "Harry…" He said nervously. "I… got some bad news…" He swallowed hard. "It's about He… Herm… Hermione."

Harry's eyes grew larger for the fear of the worst thing that could ever happen to the girl he loves so dearly.

FlashBack

They were in the common room. Hermione was reading a book. She didn't notice that Harry was observing her. He never took away his eyes off her until she looked at him. He quickly glanced back at the paper he was writing for Potions class.

"Harry?" asked Hermione. "I have to tell you something?"

'Oh... God, please let those words she'll say will be the words I so long wish to hear from her…" Harry prayed in his mind. "What is it, Hermione?"

"Ron…" She started. "He said he loves me." Harry could see it was hard for her to admit that their best friend had feelings for her, especially to him who was closer to Ron than she is.

'Ron!' Harry asked himself. 'He never told me anything about that.' Harry looked at Hermione questionably. "He did? So what about it?" Then, he thought. 'Oh, shit. Wrong words from a friend that cares.'

She answered, "It's just that… I… I don't feel any feelings for him…"

Inside, Harry was smiling. "Really?" He tried to sound sad for Ron. He was successful.

Hermione continued, "What'll I do, Harry? Any ideas?"

Harry tried to think. Then, he answered, "I don't know. But I guess you should be honest with him."

Hermione answered, "I guess you're right…"

Then, they heard glass shattered and heard the Fat Lady screaming. "HELP! HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED ENTERED HOGWARTS!"

Hermione and Harry looked at the door open and saw Voldemort standing there. "I've come to kill you, Harry Potter." Voldemort chuckled. "I'll be killing you in front of your girlfriend. This is sweet."

"Don't get Hermione into this." Harry warned.

Then, a lot of Death Eaters loomed into the room. They took Hermione by the arm and dragged her outside. "Help me, Harry." She screamed.

Harry ran out to get Hermione back. Voldemort blocked him. "We'll take our battle outside…"

Harry nodded. "Don't let your bloody Death Eaters hurt Hermione."

Voldemort laughed. "More reason to let my Death Eaters kill her."

That's how the war began. Most of the students hid in the dungeon. The professors and the best students – prefects and head boys and girls of Hogwarts came out and entered the battle.

End FlashBack

"What is it?" He asked and shook his best friend. "What about Hermione?

Ron answered, "Well… after Hermione was able to break free from the Death Eaters, Lucius Malfoy…" He sniffed. "He… he… threw a curse on Hermione. It was too late when I saw the event." Ron started to cry. "I was too late to stop him."

Harry was shocked. He grabbed Ron's collar. "Why? Why were you too late? What were you doing when she needs your help? She told me that you love her. So why weren't you able to fight for her?"

Ron continued to cry. "Harry… I…"

"She's okay." A cold voice said.

Harry and Ron looked to find Draco Malfoy carrying Hermione's body. Harry let go of Ron. He hurriedly took Hermione's body from Draco's arms.

"What did you do to her?" Harry asked, clutching Hermione tighter.

Draco shrugged. "My dad just threw her a deadly spell. I was lucky that I was able to stop my dad before he kills her."

Ron asked, "How did you do that?"

Draco answered, "I threw her a spell before my dad's spell was able to reach her. My dad thinks that he killed her."

Harry asked, "Why would you do that?"'

Draco answered, "It would be the same thing both of you would do, right?" Both boys nodded. He continued, "So this just concludes that we have something in common for her."

Harry and Ron gasped. Ron stammered, pointing at Draco. "You… you have feelings for Hermione?" Draco smirked proudly. Then Ron looked at Harry. "So what he meant that we have something in common for her was…"

Harry smiled smugly, something Draco would do. "That's right, Ron. I also have feelings for Hermione."

Ron screamed, "WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING HERE?"

O.o!

Author's Notes: Okay, I should be starting to finish my CCS fanfic but here I am, writing a HP fanfic. The plot just got through my head and it would be a waste not to type it. I was also feeling bad and evil when I typed this chapter so I messed up with their attitudes. Harry acts like a two faced traitor that would do anything to get what he wanted – even from his best friend. Kinda reminded me of Draco but honestly, Draco's not that evil. Draco acts like the way he is, only that what's surprising is that he saved our Hermione. Ron… well, Ron acts like a clueless guy. He can't see that Harry wants Hermione. I know a lot of people who read this probably hates me for making Harry looks selfish. I swear this fanfic will show more than selfishness. It will show love, drama, angst, swearing, hate, amnesia, and fighting. So keep on reading. You'll be surprised with the turn of events. Review, okay? -!