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Chapter 2 The three are now Two

Harry and Ron were sitting in armchairs in the common room. Hermione was upstairs with Ginny and Luna, Luna was always close since the day before, no matter passwords and houses. She was part of the company.

Harry looked at Ron, his best mate was looking at the fireplace, there wasn't fire in it but Ron couldn't take his eyes from it. Harry thought how bad he could feel as well. He knew Ron was in love with his best friend, blind by the locket's power tried to kill him when he saw the figures of him and Hermione kissing. Who could be kissing Hermione? Harry thought and his eyes opened widely with his thoughts. Ron knew how is it, how is to taste her lips. Harry shook his head to pull those thoughts out. Hermione and Ron are in love, Ginny loves you and you love her back!

'You think, she won't return?' Ron asked pulling Harry out of his thoughts.

'She promised she'll return.' Harry answered, he knew Hermione would return. 'She promised, and Hermione always keeps her promises.' He added.

'She was very worried for you last night, when she saw you in Hagrid's hands, she almost collapsed. But every sister would do that, right?' Ron asked more him self than Harry. Harry felt, somewhat angry, many people were scared the last night,; everyone believed Harry was dead, their savior. Why Hermione should be deferent?

'Ron, Hermione was always close to me; you know, when you were away back in fourth year, and some months before…' Harry said, not knowing why, he was angry with Ron. And it wasn't because Voldemort was feeling angry. Voldemort feels nothing anymore.

'I have already apologized for these two times.' Ron said at the same tone.

'Hermione was always there, and many times, even if she was right, I took your side…' Harry went on, but before Ron could answer something the door of the girls' dorms opened and Ginny, Hermione and Luna showed up. All of them had tears in their eyes. Hermione smiled sadly at Harry and Ron and Harry felt his heart ache at her sight. She was leaving. Alone, and she didn't want to be followed by someone, she was seventeen and she would travel for Australia…

'Hermione, let us come with you,' Harry said before think it twice. Hermione looked at him and smiled wider, a tear started running down her cheek.

'I'll be fine Harry, don't worry.' She smiled, 'I can take care of my self, I think I have proved that.' She added smiling. Ron approached and hugged her tightly.

'Be careful, bring them back and then run back to us, that is an order,' Ron said with a broken voice.

Hermione let a sob and a chuckle at the same time and then smiled sweetly. She ran her hand at Ron's back and said. 'Yes, sir, I will go and return.'.

They let go one of another and Luna smiled at Ron widely. Hermione turned to Harry. He looked at her like he never saw her before. She was grown,; she was there, alive, like many of his friends. She fought and now she was leaving. Harry felt, angry, like when she had broke his wand back in Godric's Hollow, even if it was an accident., happy, like when she was with him the last months and didn't leave like Ron. Lonely like when he saw her kissing Ron the day before.

Hermione hugged Harry and these feelings and many more vanished as he felt her body alive, house of her soul, pressed against his. He hugged her back, one hand on her back, the other on her hair, pressing her against him more. He felt her body trebling as she has her hands on his back, running them on it like she did with Ron.

'Come back as soon as you can,' Harry whispered as he moved his face in her hair that smelled of roses. He froze when she felt him turning her head and kissing his neck, it was just a peck, but none had ever kissed him there. It was like electricity.

'I will,' she murmured and left from his hug. She was a bit flushed and fresh tears were running her face. Ginny approached them and hugged Hermione tightly. Hermione returned the hug with a sad expression. Luna followed and then Ron took Hermione's trunk and they started their way down the corridors.

'How you'll go there? And where will you be?' Harry asked as they were walking, Ginny's hand was around Hermione's back even if Ginny was shorter than Hermione.

'I will apparate to Heathrow's airport and take my plane, when I will be in Sydney I will go to Ministry of Magic there. They know why I sent my parents there. Kingsley has already my tickets and located my parents. Through magic and some time, I think everything will be back to normal.' Hermione said a bit worry.

The Weasleys, Kingsley, Neville and some more D.A.s were waiting at the Entrance Hall. Ron wasn't talking at all. As Harry could imagine, he knew all that. He must have ask all these questions now dancing in Harry's head hours before.

They approached the small bunch of people. Molly hugged Hermione first, tightly for longer than her hugs were keeping. Harry knew Hermione was something like second daughter to Mrs. Weasley. Then Arthur followed, then everyone else. Neville hugged Hermione tightly; she smiled and promised him, she would take some nice plant from Australia for him.

Kingsley gave her the tickets, and some other parchments, probably some proof that she was the true Hermione Granger who was looking for her parents and not some Death Eater.

As Hermione took her trunk from Ron, he looked at her. His gaze was full of emotions and empty at the same time. Hermione smiled at him and took her trunk. Harry and Ron were ready to move with her to the castle's front gate when McGonagall showed up and they stopped again.

Hermione let her trunk down, next to her feet and waited. McGonagall stopped a foot from her. Ron and Harry were still at Hermione's sides. McGonagall let out one more sob and hugged Hermione as Molly had done some minutes before. Hermione even surprised returned the hug smiling.

'Ms. Granger, Hermione, please take care of your self, and if you need something, anything please, go here.' McGonagall said ready to cry and passed to Hermione a piece of parchment. Hermione took it and smiled.

'Thanks professor.' Hermione smiled.

'It's Minerva, to you,' McGonagall said smiling like she would smile to her daughter., even if she didn't have one.

'Thanks, Minerva,' Hermione said smiling, she looked first at Harry and then at Ron. They both nodded and started moving,; the rest stood back looking at the trio leaving the castle.

As the trio started moving they walked in front of the tombs and the chairs they were still there, many people looked at them moving. Hagrid was out of his sack, Grawp was next to him, and both of them approached the three people.

'What's that?' Hagrid asked, pointing at Hermione's trunk. Now, in the day's light, Harry could see how damaged Hagrid's face and arms were. Blood was still running down his wounds.

'I have to go and find my parents, but I'll be back in a few weeks,' Hermione said sad but smiling. Hagrid looked shocked.

'You're leaving,' he said lightly, trying to believe it as well. Hermione nodded her head a bit. Grawp approached her, Hermione took a step back, the giant stretched his arm and touched Hermione's head with his index finger, brushing her head. 'Ermiony' he said and she smiled at him.

'I have to go, I'll miss the plane.' She said and made some steps close to Hagrid; he opened his damaged arms and hugged her tightly. She smiled at him again and moved forward. Harry took her trunk this time and they kept moving.

They crossed the gate and stood still, the three of them. Hermione was leaving the trio for the first time. She would be in another country. She smiled at them and took her trunk from Harry's hands. He didn't let it for a moment.

'Are you sure, you want to be alone?' he asked again and smiled sadly.

'Please, Harry, it's already hard for me.' She almost whispered. He let go of her trunk. She took it, let it next to her and hugged both of them. They returned the hug in the spot. They stood like that for some good moments. Just breathing each other's scents., remembering what they have been through the last years, hours, days, months. Trying to realize that now, they would be two and not three in England and only one in Australia.

Hermione let of them and stepped back. Tears were still in her eyes. She smiled a last time. 'I'll see you in a few weeks. I hope you won't forget your know-it-all.' She said ready to cry harder.

'Don't say that again, of course we won't forget you!' both Harry and Ron said. She smiled and let out a small sob.

'Glad to hear that. I will owl you as soon as I into Sydney.' She said.

Harry made a step towards her, he took out of the small bag he had around his neck the mirror Sirius had gave him. 'Here, if you need something, I'll take the other one from Dumbledore's brother.' Harry said, she took the mirror and smiled at him.

'Thanks, Harry.'

With a loud pop, she was gone. Hermione wasn't there anymore.

Both Harry and Ron looked at each other. It was already different. Without saying another word, they both returned in the castle. Ron went to his family. Harry couldn't stay with them, Ginny ran close to him.

'Could you please leave me alone, just for awhile?' Harry asked as gently as he could. Her face darkened but she nodded her head smiling and left from him. He didn't know why he wanted to be alone, Hermione was about to find her parents, she would be happy, there wasn't war anymore, she would return.

Harry started moving around the corridors, looking at the damages the castle had have from the last night. Many professors were repairing things around.

Harry's feet brought him to Dumbledore's office. He looked at the statue. 'Could I- I?' he started. 'Feel free.' The statue cut his words. He smiled and started moving in the stairs. He opened the door of the office and stepped in. All the portraits' figures opened their eyes and looked at him smiling. He smiled back and stepped closer to the pensive. Dumbledore cleared his throat and Harry looked at him.

'I'm here to take Severus' memory,' Harry said seriously, Dumbledore nodded. Harry took out his wand and after so many months he used it, taking Severus' memory out of the pensive. He put it back in the small bottle was still down on the floor from yesterday and put it back in the bag around his neck.

He turned to Dumbledore. 'Hermione left for Australia.' He said and felt a tear running down his cheek. Dumbledore looked at him calmed. He smiled some moments after.

'Harry, my dear boy, have you ever imagine why Hermione was always there? For you?' he asked some moments later. Harry looked at him, thinking, he never wondered, he always believed Hermione would be there all the time. She would run to hug him like she did the last years, she would shout at him when he couldn't understand some things. She would cry for things that were happening around him. He felt selfish.

'Because she is my best friend…' He answered uneasy. Dumbledore smiled again.

'Correct,' he said smiling. 'Have you ever wondered why Mr. Weasley has left twice by your side?' Dumbledore asked.

Harry knew the answer to that, because Ron was jealous. 'Because he was jealous,' Harry answered easier than before.

'Of?' Dumbledore asked.

Of Harry wondered, of his money, his fame and – his and Hermione's time together. The way they could understand each other, the way they could solve problems together. The way Hermione had decided to be with Harry over him, the way it was them, Harry and Hermione.

'Of my money and mine and Hermione's friendship,' Harry answered uneasy again. Dumbledore smiled at him with a knowing gaze. 'Harry, just think, Ron is a boy. Think,' Dumbledore said and closed his eyes, letting sleep take him like the rest of the portraits' figures did at the same time.

Harry looked at the portrait. Ron was a boy. Really? I never noticed! He thought angrily. What was that now? Why he had to trouble his mind more than he had already did. The last hours of his life he had learned that he was a Horcrux, that Severus Snape loved his mother Lily at the very end. That Dumbledore and Snape had decided his and Dumbledore's faith. He had become the Master of Death and still, he had decided not to keep this "position". He had killed Voldemort and lost three of his most loved people. And now that, Ron was a boy, Hermione was away and Harry was there standing in front of sleeping portraits.

He left the office angry like when he had the small talk with Ron. He returned to the Gryffindor common room, all the Weasleys were there, Ginny's trunk was there as well. They were ready to leave. McGonagall was there as well. 'The term will be repeated; the Carrows didn't teach as they should Defense Against the Dark Arts and Muggle Studies, many kids were expelled because they were muggle-born so the term will be repeated. I hope you; Ron, Harry and Hermione will be back. Plus, Ginny, I hope you'll be here as well.' Minerva was saying when Harry approached them. They looked at him and he smiled as much as he could.

'It's time to return in the Burrow.' Molly said. Harry looked surprised. 'You'll come with us Harry,' she said smiling, her eyes puffy and red.

Harry nodded his head, he didn't know where else to go and Grimmauld looked as the worst option. They left for the Burrow in less than an hour. They all flooed there. Harry was the last to leave. McGonagall stopped him by putting her hand on his shoulder. 'I'm proud of you,; remember what Dumbledore said to you the last hours, Harry.' She said smiling, he nodded his head and left.

The next thing he saw was the Burrow. He had months to be in there,; Ron was sat on a chair and Ginny close to him. Harry looked around and his gaze stopped at the Weasley clock to his right. Fred's index was now off the clock. Harry looked away again. He couldn't understand why, he couldn't understand how.

Ginny approached and hugged him. The rest of the Weasleys were around the house. Harry returned the hug, Ginny smiled at him. 'I think I'll go and take a nap, I need some time to relax.' Harry said and let of her. She smiled sadly and nodded her head.

Harry didn't go to Ron's room, the ghoul was still up there as Harry could imagine, so he decided to go to Ginny's bedroom. He opened the door and looked around. It was exactly as he had left it when they had kissed months ago. But now there were some more pictures. There was one with Hermione and Ginny, hugging each other in the Burrow's yard. He smiled, both of them were beautiful. There were two beds in the room, one for Ginny and one for Hermione. The Weasleys though she would stay. Harry thought and sighed. He took his glasses on a bed-side table and lay on the bed Hermione would sleep. He closed his eyes and sleep take over him.

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