Writings on the Wall Chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

A/N: Yes, it has been rewritten. Yes, there will be a second chapter. Yes, it will be up soon. Yes, you should review this haunting little tale I rewrote just now.

Disclaimer: No, I did not invent this smashing little world. Yes, I am upset that J.K.Rowling was denied "Person of the Year" award by time...I mean really, Vladamir Putin over J.K.Rowling?? Who is he...well, nevermind...

Running her fingers over the imprinted words, she knew that they would never change. They would always be there:

H.G

R.W

1991

1992

1993

1994

1995

1996

1997

She sighed and left the bathroom. Looking around the hallway, she swore she heard the voices of herself and her two best friends, laughing and considering options.

Just as she was leaving, she was startled by someone coming up behind her.

'Hey.'

'Harry, you scared me.'

'Sorry. Didn't mean to. You okay?'

'Yea, just thinking.' Hermione looked down at her shoes. 'I can't believe that he's really gone Harry.'

Harry looked into her eyes and nodded. 'I know. It's going to be hard, but you have Rose and Hugo and me and Ginny and everyone else. You're not alone.'

Hermione nodded, tears welling up in her eyes.

'Mum?' Hermione looked up as Rose and Hugo came down the hall towards her and Harry. 'Aunt Ginny said that people are starting to leave and some of them are asking for you.'

'Tell her I'll be back home in a second.' Rose walked over and hugged her mother.

'I miss him too, Mum.'

Hermione nodded and held out her arm for Hugo to come forward as well. He walked forward and hugged his mother and sister as tight as he could, reassuring both of them in a whispered tone.

'I'll meet you downstairs, Hermione.' Harry said and kissed the top of both Hermione and Rose's head.

Rose and Hugo eventually let go, kissed their mother and walked back down to the fireplace where they had flooed in from.

Hermione stood in the hallway for another moment, before walking quickly down the hall to the boy's loo. Checking that no one was in there, she looked in all the stalls until she found what she was looking for.

There, on the wall was an engraved message that would never change:

R.W.