The Count Of Monte Cristo Part IV

REALIZATION

a/n sorry it took so long. here it is, the final chapter. read parts one thru three fisrt though.


Harry woke up with a headache. He didn't get much sleep last night. he couldn't stop thinking of what he was going to do. 'Sure Ron betrayed me, is killing Hermione and his son woth it?' He thought as he walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

While he was in the shower he heard a pounding on his door. Harry wrapped a towel around himself and answered the door. Outside stood a woman who looked very distressed. It was Hermione.

"Please excuse the towel. I just got out of the shower, how may I help you?" Harry said very quickly and looked at the floor to hide his crimson face. "Harry, oh Harry Potter. It really is you." "I'm sorry madam I believe you are mistaken." Said Harry regaining his composture.

"Harry I know its you don't pretend. Please I beg you listen to me. Don't go through with it." Hermione said

"You are mistaken my dear, I am the Count of Monte Cristo." said not looking Hermione in the eye.

"I know it's you Harry from the moment my son told me I knew it was you all along. Please don't do this." Hermione begged.

"Ron did this to himself." Harry said confirming Hermione's belief. Hermione broke downin tears. "sss.. So you would kill the one thing that is important in my life?"

"If that is what it comes down to..." Harry started. "Do think I wished for this?" Hermione said raising her voice. "This is not the life I dreamed of either, Harry." Hermione said calming down. "Please don't do it Harry, I beg you." Hermione finally said, looking up at him.

"Oh all right, you talked me out of it. But you will still see me right?" Harry said

"Harry, it's too late for us." Hermione said hanging her head. "We were so young and naive." Hermione finally stated."

"I know that." said Harry "but I still want to see you again. And I just can't up and forgive Ron." He said. Suddenly an idea came to his head.

"Say Hermione would you like to stay with me tonight. We could have dinner anyplace you want." Harry said with a puppy dog face on.

"Oh all right Mr. Potter. I'll stay. but i would rather eat at home. We have a lot of catching up to do, if you know what i mean." Hermione said her eyes flashing with a sparkle she hadn't had in years.

"Lets go then." Harry said closing the door behind them.


THE END.





a/n sorry it took so long. I might make an epilouge. tell me in your review. lets do the math so you guys wont critisize me. Let's see they were 19 when Harry was taken away. so that means they were 30 when this took place. got it?

Padfoot